WEN Guqidao,

"No need, I don't like it."

Seeing Jiang Moyin's disappointed expression, Wen Guqi thought that he was Jiang Ruofu now, he pondered for a while and added,

"There is also a dish in Changqing Lou called a curtain of dove outside the rain, since you want to eat the dish of Changqing Lou, that dish can also be tried."

Jiang Mo said in disappointment,

"If you didn't say it earlier, I let the fish soup go, and it is estimated that it will be almost to Changqing Tower by this time."

Jiang Mo's apricot eyes were depressed.

It's just that after a while, his eyebrows danced again, and he began to talk to Wen Guqi about what happened today.

"Everyone in our lecture room knows, but I didn't go to see it, I heard that you won Jiang Zi in the paddock."

"Seventh sister, you are so powerful, Jiang Zi was the leader of the women in last autumn's hunting, you can actually win her."

"It's a pity that I didn't see Jiang Zi as a defeated general, usually she looks at people with her chin raised, blame her arrogance, this time she loses to you in front of everyone, she must be so annoyed to death."

Jiang Mo said, and the two got into the carriage.

Wen Guqi just closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, while Jiang Moyin still kept talking.

Wen Guqi didn't feel noisy, but felt a little brisk in his heart.

Jiang Moyin's speed of speech was very fast, and what he said was inconsequential, where he said, even if he forgot something halfway, he could continue to speak seamlessly when he picked it up later.

Chen Jing also likes to talk, but Chen Jing is still not as noisy as Jiang Mo.

Chen Jing's words are often irrelevant, but there are many knowledgeable and visionary words, although the words are scattered, but Wen Guqi will not skip it, but has always listened carefully, afraid of missing any details.

And Jiang Mo is different, you don't need to think about it, you just need to be right.

When he arrived at the gate of Jiangfu, Jiang Moyin took the lead in jumping out of the carriage, but saw that there were many people at the door, and they all looked solemn.

And the clothes of those people are the same.

He was still carrying a half-person-tall mahogany box into the house.

Jiang Mo was puzzled,

What is this doing?

Jiang Moyin couldn't wait to step forward, and when Wen Guqi got out of the carriage, he subconsciously stretched out his legs, but forgot that he was Jiang Ruofu now and not Wen Guqi.

Straightened his legs and was still far from the ground.

Wen Guqi stumbled when he came down.

Wang Shizi, who has always been personable, almost fell off the carriage for the first time and ate.

He reacted immediately when his ankle twisted slightly, jerked his toes up, and stood firm.

Wen Guqi glanced around slightly, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief,

Luckily, no one saw it.

Jiang Moyin had just run into the front yard when a little maid stopped her,

"Third Miss, there are distinguished guests in the front hall, please avoid you and Miss Seven."

Jiang Mo also looked inside curiously when he heard this.

The little guy kept stopping, Jiang Moyin didn't see anything, and turned around in disappointment.

Aunt Yang was afraid that Jiang Mo would go on a rampage, so she waited for a long time, and when she saw Jiang Mo coming, she immediately pulled her.

"Duanwang Shizi is here."

Jiang Moyin was surprised,

"Duanwang Shizi?"

It's the one who beat her up in Baijulou last time!

"What is he here for?"

Aunt Yang said in a low voice,

"He's here to propose to your sister!"

Jiang Mo's face changed, and she subconsciously felt that the sister in Aunt Yang's mouth was Jiang Ruofu,

"Come to Joferti? He's crazy. ”

The last time he was in Baijulou, he said that this gentleman was going to kill them, and Jiang Moyin might believe it a little more.

How could the prince of Duan come to Ruofuti!

Aunt Yang shook her head and said,

"It's not Miss Seven, it's Miss Four." March Chinese

At this moment, Jiang Moyin's expression became even stranger,

"He doesn't know Jiang Baohe, why should he propose to Jiang Baohe?"

Aunt Yang just pulled Jiang Mo away and instructed,

"Don't ask why, in short, this is your father and eldest lady's business, and it has nothing to do with you."

"We just don't cause anything."

"The fish soup has come back, do you still want to eat the roast?"

Jiang Mo's eyes lit up,

"Eat!"

Aunt Yang smiled, grabbed Jiang Moyin's arm and walked forward, listening to Jiang Moyin humming and chirping to sing a little tune out of tune, and her laughter became more and more kind.

Mother and daughter walked intimately hand in hand along the cobblestone path.

Wen Guqi walked into the Jiang Mansion with a bookcase, and saw the servants wearing the clothes of the slaves of the Duanwang Mansion coming in and out, and he didn't have to go up to see it anymore to know that it was someone from the Duanwang Mansion who came.

The people from Duanwang's Mansion came to propose.

Wen Guqi subconsciously made a wrenching motion.

The tip of the index finger rubbed against the tiger's mouth, and there was no wrench, only the undulating scar was felt.

It's finally here.

Wen Guqi didn't look much and went back to Qinghui Garden, and when he went back, he saw Jiang Huaiyin picking up those dead wood branches in the yard.

Just as Wen Guqi had just stepped into the courtyard on his front legs, Jiang Huaiyin accidentally slipped and fell, full of dead branches.

He fell straight to the ground.

Wen Guqi hurriedly stepped forward to help Jiang Huaiyin up, lowered his head and patted the dust off his body.

"Did it hurt?"

Jiang Huaiyin didn't answer.

Wen Guqi felt that he was funny, Jiang Huaiyin was not wise, he didn't know, so why bother.

Wen Guqi took Jiang Huaiyin's hand and looked at it, and skillfully pressed Jiang Huaiyin's knees and ankles, seeing that Jiang Huaiyin's face was not painful, he was relieved.

It doesn't seem to hurt.

Jiang Huaiyin went to chase the dead branches that ran away and ran around the yard.

Wen Guqi leaned down to pick up the one he had just dropped for Jiang Huaiyin, put the dead branch aside, and then lifted the curtain and entered the door.

Mingyunluo sat at the table and embroidered something, but Wen Guqi didn't come forward to look at it.

As soon as Xiao Yu took the bookcase from Wen Guqi's hand, someone brought dinner.

Xiaoyu took a copy of "The Biography of the Daughters" and stuffed it into Wen Guqi's hand.

Wen Guqi was puzzled,

"What do you want me to do with this?"

Xiao Yu wondered,

"Isn't it the arrangement you wrote by yourself before, Xiaoyu did it according to the arrangement on the table, and what Miss wrote was to read "The Biography of the Daughters" during dinner."

Xiaoyu pointed to the "Biography of the Daughters" in Wen Guqi's hand

"Isn't this "The Legend of the Daughters"?"

Wen Guqi suppressed the "Biography of the Daughters", and his tone was solemn,

"Bring me what I've set and I'll take a look."

Xiaoyu handed Wen Guqi a piece of paper, which was full of words written in fine and dense manner, from what he had to do at each hour, to what classes he took that day, and the books he read after school.

Wen Guqi looked at it from top to bottom, and he was already dazzled.

There is almost no time to rest, as long as you are awake, it is to study.

Wen Guqi's face was slightly gloomy.

Didn't she think that she wouldn't always be Jiang Ruofu, and would become Wen Guqi, and the person sitting here was not necessarily her Jiang Ruofu, could it also be Wen Guqi?

This arrangement is only suitable for Jiang Ruofu.

No, even Jiang Ruofu is not suitable.

It was too harsh for her.

I slept for two and a half hours a day, and the rest of the time was not wasted at all, even the time for eating and riding in the carriage was all listed.

Could it be that Jiang Ruofu's grades in the academy were so bad that he had to remedy it like this?