The little maid had a cold face, not knowing what she had done wrong, pursed her lips, stood in place helplessly, and her eyes wandered among the other people, trying to find someone to explain herself.

Qiu Xiao's state was abnormal, Shen Yuan was very puzzled, but he didn't need to dig into it to know, but he didn't want to see those who came, and he could delay it for a while. After thinking for a while, Oiran waved his hand and sent Scarlet Moon to take Shui Yun to withdraw first, before getting up and personally pulling Qiu Xiao to him.

"It's a good thing to be able to get out, what are you still rubbing?"

Oiran asked knowingly, but Sheng Qiuxiao didn't want to make the scene round: "I sold my daughter ruthlessly, and I haven't heard any greetings for many years, so what kind of blood is thicker than water at this time." If I want to be happy to see each other, then what? ”

Qiu Xiao squeezed the handkerchief tightly, staring at Shen Yuan without squinting, a pair of sheared deer eyes were shining, revealing unprecedented rigidity: "Miss is the most crystal-hearted, well-informed and clear, you tell me, wait for me to go, what will the man say and do?" ”

Shen Yuan was silent, sighed lightly on his face, sat down firmly with Qiu Xiao, and glanced at the scarlet clouds. The latter understood, and asked Xiao Ju to take out the grate from the small cloth pocket he was carrying, take it and hand it to the little pavilion master.

The texture of the cow bone is smooth, and it has a natural touch that is difficult to describe than the bamboo grate. Shen Yuan had seen it on Qiu Xiao's bun before, a small and delicate handful, inlaid with countless coral beads as thin as corn, forming lifelike red peony flowers.

It is a very precious object, and the girl of the Rao Shen family is used to seeing the wealth of gold and stone, so she also asked for it and observed it carefully. Sheng Qiuxiao didn't care at all, and only said that it was a gift from the guest who bid for her on the night of Qixi Festival.

"Don't be stupid. What other people will say and do, I can guess what they will do. Shen Yuan didn't dismantle Qiu Xiao's bun, and went directly along the direction of the black hair, the grate teeth against the scalp, and gently combed a few words: "It is said that the hair can calm the mind, I will press it for you, and then ask Xiaoju to help you even your face, since you came to look for you, I will go and see you first." ”

Qiu Xiao sat quietly, suddenly turned sideways, grabbed Oiran's wrist, and his eyes were full of emotion: "I know that you are for my good, you are kind to me, and I will listen to you." ”

Shen Yuanwan, patted her palm, and properly decorated the peony grate between Qiu Xiao's buns, and gently scraped the tip of her nose: "You are the most cool person, where do you need me to persuade you." Go ahead, and the lady will be in charge. ”

Outside the door, Scarlet Moon had already comforted Shui Yun. Sheng Qiuxiao neatened her clothes and face, and followed the little maid to the front floor, and Xiao Ju followed. Shen Yuan didn't allow Caiyun to slack off, drank half a cup of tea, drove away the sleepiness, and continued to stare at her to practice in person, so as to think about Fang Cai's affairs carefully.

It happened suddenly, even if Shen Yuan intended to take care of Qiu Xiao, he didn't have time to intervene.

She is not only Shen Yuan, but also Mo Yuyan, the young master of the Leng Xiang Pavilion, the last thing she should do is to diverge her emotions in vain, and sigh for the fate of the Fengyue women. In this world, all a woman wants is to be stable and quiet all her life, peaceful and smooth, but the words "family road in the middle" are enough to crush too much deep and shallow blood and family affection.

Oiran suddenly remembered that just a few months ago, the famous rich man, the Wen family in the north of the city, also sold his own daughter Miss Mei to Ya Po. Mo Yuyuan also told her privately that Liu Yapo had done a loss-making business this time, and she couldn't make a move several times, so she came to the door and wanted to send the Wen family lady to Leng Xiang.

The Pavilion Master's Lady did not agree, and Shen Yuan naturally had no way of knowing what happened to Miss Mei. She didn't know much about the young lady, except that when she was born, the plum blossoms filled the whole street, which gave her such a name.

The Wen family has been in business for generations, and there have never been a few scholars, but after several generations of family style accumulation, they have never heard of a child-heavy thing. Miss Mei is a concubine, but she is also an only daughter, and she has been loved and spoiled since she was a child, so that her temper and personality are strong when she says that she sounds good, and to put it bluntly, she just doesn't know the etiquette.

What the hell, Shen Yuan is not interested, and he has never seen it with his own eyes, there are many people in the building, and there are many discussions, and she has listened to her a few ears over time.

If you want to come to the boudoir daughter's house to be delicate and reserved, you shouldn't be the talk of others after dinner, it really hurts the reputation of the family, I really don't know what Miss Wen Mei's reputation is like this, what she is doing.

The concubine and the concubine are not allowed to be on the stage, and the concubine has no virtue, so it should be the fault of the father and brother, and the girl is too indulgent. Thinking about it, Oiran couldn't help but smile dumbly - the master of the Wen family seems to be called Wen Shi, and he is also a kind and charitable person, I don't know what kind of accident happened, and he gave up such a pearl in his palm.

Looking at the past from the perspective of Caiyun, the Oiran lady sat sideways, her face was reflected by the firelight, adding a delicate and pretty stroke, her sideburns were slightly loosened, and a few strands of hair naturally hung down with her lazy body, which had an indescribable style.

The beauty seemed to think of something funny, her clear eyes were shining, like two fine black ink agate beads, with a naughty smile, and a pair of dimples appeared at the corners of her lips, and the lip flaps were seductive pale vermilion. She sat quietly and did not speak, and her whole body was shrouded in a gentle atmosphere like the soft smoke of morning and twilight, like the afterglow of the sunset coated with a layer of flowing pill and sprinkled with gold.

Caiyun was stunned, and her heart was wondering, no wonder she was the one who made the Oiran. Beautiful women emerge one after another in this world, and Jiao'e, who is knowledgeable and interesting, is not in the sky, and she is such a cold and arrogant daughter with a stunning face, and she never refuses to do anything to please her, and she has captured the hearts of countless sons and daughters quietly.

"It's okay to go back, what do you want?"

Oiran's personal maid whispered a point, and Caiyun woke up like a dream, respectfully retreated to the door, bent down and lowered her eyebrows to send the cold beauty master and servant away. Shen Yuan didn't look at her much, and he had his own plans in his heart.

The sky was still bright outside, obviously the day ended early, and suddenly there were a few fewer people, Shen Yuan felt bored after staying for a while, and Caiyun was willing to pay attention to it, and even if she was relaxed for a day, it was a trivial matter.

When I returned, I passed by the back garden, where the conservatory was still desirable, and the two maids also persuaded each other, saying that if the girl really liked it, she immediately sent someone to move it, and it could be properly placed tomorrow; Or maybe they packed up their personal essentials, stayed in and served with them first, and then moved a little bit later, which was also made.

"That's it, we're all here, let's go back to the house first." The footsteps did not stop all the way, and turned back to the front, Shen Yuan did not say anything, and led the maid back to the building through the back door.

After taking a few steps up the stairs, the three masters and servants all heard a violent quarrel somewhere on the second floor, and the sharp female voice mixed with the movement of the man's speech broke the gong and drums and forced into the eardrums.