Chapter 178: Angry Broken Flowers and Branches

The maidservant smiled, revealing shallow dimples, "The old lady invited the third girl to come over and have dinner with her." ”

Shen Anyan has been busy with the old lady's birthday recently, but she rarely ran to Hanqing Courtyard.

The old lady had been chatting with her for a long time, and she suddenly disappeared, so she was naturally a little unaccustomed.

Shen Anyan thought about it and felt that it was true, but she felt guilty in her heart, she had less time to accompany the old lady, and asked the old lady to call someone to find her in person.

Therefore, she did not ask any more, but only instructed the rest of the instructions one by one, and then let the maidservant lead the way.

He followed the maidservant girl all the way, passed through the red and willow green, and stepped on the water pavilion corridor.

The voice of the maidservant came, "The third girl is in charge of the chores of the house, and she is extremely strict, and the subordinates are much more neat than before. ”

Shen Anyan was used to hearing such flattery, but she didn't feel bored, she only smiled and sent her away: "It's always you who are diligent." ”

Hearing this, the maid pinched her sleeves and smiled lightly, "The third girl is modest, the slave is telling the truth, don't believe it, you see, the flowers in the yard alone are two or three points more gorgeous than before." ”

Shen Anyan followed the maid's words and looked at the flowers in the distance, where the sun and shadows were scattered, and where the flowers were hidden, she saw the person who was looking forward to it day and night.

He was dressed in a full-length robe with tillian twigs, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes still carried that seductive power, which was dazzling in the middle of spring.

And beside him stood a woman with high sideburns and a snow-white chest half-hanging down.

But the corners of her mouth were gently pursed, revealing a shallow pear vortex, and her eyes were like thousands of styles.

Shen Anyan was stunned, only to feel that they were shrouded in golden light, and they were covered with a thin layer of light and mist behind them, like the golden boy and jade girl in front of the Bodhisattva, which was so surprisingly suitable.

She sighed that the depressing emotions of disappointment and confusion were about to destroy her.

Bian Niang looked at her eyebrows and frowned slightly, and her palm-sized face seemed to be covered with a layer of lead powder, and it was very white.

Bian Niang looked distressed, tucked her hands under her placket, glanced at the maidservant, and whispered in her ear: "Sister, the old lady is still waiting." ”

Shen Anyan replied absentmindedly, but looked at them with burning eyes.

Looking at Guishuang smiling and smiling, her shyness looked, and the idea of a moth to the fire fluttered in her heart.

She wanted to walk over, pull at the hem of his coat and ask him, "Didn't you keep saying that you were happy with me?" How do you have to be alone with Kushan? Talking to her like this again? Still with such a bright smile on the corner of your mouth?

So what you call unhappiness and not being able to see is like this?

But Shen Anyan didn't have it in the end.

From the last time Guishuang came to the mansion, she made up her mind that Shen Qiyuan would only be her uncle from now on.

He belongs to Guishan, she can't look at it, she can't say it, and to look at him so much is covetousness, greed, and a symbol of all unbearable.

She could not disgrace her ancestors, and she would have no shame to see her father when she died.

Shen Anyan lowered her eyes, hid the terrifying waves under her eyes, and said softly, "Let's go." ”

Then she resolutely turned around and let her skirt dance alone in the air, withering like a flower in the wind.

The maid looked casual, and said softly: "I don't know if it's because the marriage contract is approaching, His Royal Highness Guishan has been working hard in Shenhou Mansion recently, and I always see the second master and His Royal Highness Guishan alone. ”

Shen Anyan had a faint sadness on her face, but the eyes that looked at the servant girl were sharp and sharp, "Mouthy!" ”

The maidservant girl panicked for a moment, and her smile seemed to have lost its support, falling in a position that was neither high nor low, ridiculously fake, "Three, three girls ......."

Shen Anyan looked at the maidservant, but her gaze seemed to penetrate the high walls, and the maidservant girl was seen at a glance.

"Since you are a person in the old lady's house, you can serve the old lady with peace of mind, don't think about climbing on others, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses, and you will have no place to cry!"

After Shen Anyan finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving a handmaiden with a white face.

Bian Niang gave the maid a jealous look, and hurriedly followed Shen Anyan.

The hot wind blew Shen Anyan's falling hair, making the flower spikes in her ears rattle.

Shen Anyan was bored of hearing it and wanted to brush it, but her hands and feet were as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

She had no choice but to give up, looking at the warm windy alley, remembering that she used to walk side by side with him like this, talking privately and emotionally.

It's just that it won't be anymore.

His moving eyes will never be full of him again.

And his broad chest will eventually open up to the other woman.

That woman would be Kushan, or some other woman.

But it won't be her anymore.

Thinking of this, Shen Anyan's heart was pinched.

Bian Niang saw that she was stumbling, and reached out to help, "Sister, don't think about it." ”

Shen Anyan leaned forward in the slanting sun, and her voice was gloomy, "It'll be fine after a while." ”

It's like looking down on the love affair with Xie Zeyun and Lin Huaisheng.

With only a little lost time, she can heal the sore in her heart and be indifferent to the world again.

When Bian Niang saw her like this, her heart hurt badly, and she couldn't do it, so she had to pull the maid to vent her anger, "I think she has eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall, and dares to make trouble under the eyes of the third girl." ”

Bian Niang said so fiercely that she almost wanted to hear the sound of gnashing her teeth.

Shen Anyan took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her neck, and said in a slow tone: "She dares to have her own capital, but I have already said something before, what is she worried about?" I don't have to ask someone else to come and fight me. ”

Bian Niang looked back blankly, "Sister, but what about His Royal Highness Guishuang?" ”

The silence for a moment made Bian Niang's face change, "The dignified Shenhou Mansion actually let the people of the Dayue clan take advantage of the loophole?" ”

Shen Anyan sneered, "It's also fortunate that she is so anxious, otherwise, we may not be defended against being slandered in the future." ”

As she spoke, she glanced her eyes behind her slightly, and when she saw that no one was following, she said, "I don't know how many people like this in the house, you have to be careful." ”

Bian Niang nodded.

The master and servant walked to the Bibo Courtyard in secret words.

Mama Wang saw Shen Anyan with sharp eyes, and greeted her with a smile, "Why Qinghe went to find the third girl, the third girl came, but Qinghe was gone." ”

Shen Anyan remained silent, only smiled, "That girl can't walk, she broke her foot halfway, I saw that she hurt badly, so I didn't wait for her, I came by myself." ”

Shenhou Mansion is extremely strict in selecting his subordinates, needless to say, the domestic servants have been admonished since childhood, and they dare not disobey the rules of Shenhou Mansion.

And those tooth wives who bought them from outside have also taught them how to walk and how to behave well since they were children.

Therefore, these subordinates are holding two heavy buckets of water, and their steps are also very steady.

How could it be like Shen Anyan said, walk a few steps and stumble.

Mama Wang heard that there was something in Shen Anyan's words, and the wrinkled lines like bark in the corners of her eyes became more and more meaningful, "Naturally, there is no need to wait, how can there be a master and a slave." ”