Jiang Shuyun sat on the carriage reluctantly, and it was not until the maid called three or four times outside the carriage that Jiang Shuyun came back to his senses.

The maid hurriedly helped Jiang Shuyun get out of the carriage.

Jiang Shuyun walked in the court, and Jiang Sang happened to walk in the court.

Jiang Shuyun called softly,

"Brother."

Jiang Sauna's hand on the scroll loosened slightly, and his gaze that was fixed on the book slowly moved upward.

JIANG Shuyundao,

"Is my brother waiting for me?"

Jiang Sang hid the scroll slightly behind him, and his face did not change.

"Hmm."

Jiang Shuyun smiled reluctantly,

"Then brother is here, go back and rest, I'm going to go back to wash and rest."

Jiang Shuyun's maid whispered a few words to Jiang Sang.

Jiang Sang listened attentively, and said with a gloomy face,

"You're messing with the Seven Daughters of Inner History again?"

"Didn't you tell you to have less contact with them?"

The night breeze was slightly cool, Jiang Shuyun clenched the jade card in his hand, lowered his eyes and said,

"Brother, Ruofu is not the kind of woman you think."

Jiang Shuyun looked lonely,

"She is very good and eye-catching, even I, as the concubine of the Jiang family, can't take away half of her style by her side, she is different from her in those gossips."

The night was as cold as water, and she clenched the jade plaque painted with the moon in her hand.

"Brother, she is far more open than me."

"Identity is never the basis for determining what a person really is."

Jiang Sang frowned,

"You are the concubine of the Jiang family, since you were a child, all your friends have been selected by the elders, the seven daughters of the internal history are too public, no matter how she is, after all, she will be burdened by rumors, as long as one person has objections, the three of them will become tigers, rumors are gold, the Jiang family is the head of the Zhao Qingliu, because there are too many side branches, and the words and deeds of the side branches cannot be counted all, but you are the eldest daughter of the great sect, every word and deed represents the attitude of the Jiang family, and you can't afford this risk."

Jiang Sang held the scroll in his hand with more strength, and the scroll was pressed and deformed.

The boy's tall and deep silhouette grew more and more indifferent in the night.

Jiang Shuyun lowered his eyes, did not choose to argue again, but said exhaustedly,

"I'll go back first."

The maid followed, but Jiang Shuyun felt like a shackle locked around her,

"You go, I don't want to see you."

The maid hurriedly said,

"Miss, you have to follow Miss is slave all the time, if you leave Miss rashly, I am afraid that something will happen and you will not be able to return."

Jiang Shuyun suddenly shouted,

"Get out."

The maid knelt down busily, but she just didn't move.

Jiang Shuyun gritted his teeth,

"I'm happy to follow me, aren't you, you follow me every day, openly tell my parents and brothers about me, whether it's private or not, everything is very detailed, am I not a living person, what is the difference between you spying on me like this and spying on prisoners?"

The maid hurriedly kowtowed,

"Don't be angry, Miss. The slave maid is also a last resort, please be considerate and considerate of us as subordinates. This is all ordered by the old lady, if the slave and maid do not do well, the life of the slave and maid will be in jeopardy, and please be merciful and spare the slave and maid. ”

Jiang Shuyun said with scarlet eyes,

"That's the rhetoric again! It's that rhetoric again! ”

"You want me to be considerate of you, but who will be considerate of me!"

"On the surface, she is the high-ranking Miss Jiang, but in fact, she is like a prisoner, like a monkey, and is watched all the time!"

You can't like what you like, and you can't see more than what you like.

The person she likes is also destined to have little chance, because she represents the Jiang family, in order to express the Jiang family's integrity of not entering the court and not being stained with prosperity, she, the eldest daughter, must not marry into a high family, either marry an ordinary person, or marry a Qingliu celebrity.

Between Gu Yunqi and her, only she herself has been delusional.

Jiang Shuyun's vision was hazy, and his tears were foggy.

Yes, Ruofu is the most outstanding daughter of the Jiang family.

And she is not a big daughter yet, so she will have enough opportunities to choose a husband in Gaomen in the future, including Gu Yunqi, who is also among the candidates to be chosen.

Jiang Shuyun looked at the Yuesui jade plate in his hand, tears fell and dripped on the jade card, and some ink was fainted.

What does it mean for her, the eldest daughter of a big clan?

didn't care about her Jiang Shuyun at all, everyone only asked her to be the lady who was high up and had a breeze on her sleeves, and she must not look at the red dust of the high gate.

Jiang Shuyun's tears rippled.

She really befriended Ruofu at the beginning, but now she even secretly uses shady tricks in order to have the opportunity to meet Gu Gongzi.

The moon flower on the jade plate slowly faded away little by little, and half of it had been annihilated in tears.

She even tried to steal something from Jonfer.

In the end, she didn't choose each other because Ruofu and Wen Gongzi didn't choose each other, and she couldn't satisfy her delusions for a moment and a half.

She was sorry for Ruofu, but she was too cowardly and cowardly to say a word.

I don't even dare to mention it.

And now her brother said that if he was wrong, she couldn't change his brother's opinion, so that she couldn't always argue for Ruofu in front of her brother.

What is the so-called eldest lady of the Jiang family, but it is just a false name, if it weren't for the changes in the past few days, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to find out that she still has such a dark side.

The maid was still kneeling on the ground, but Jiang Shuyun didn't care anymore, holding the jade plate and choking back.

At the moment when she lifted her steps, the maid behind her quickly got up and followed Jiang Shuyun's footsteps, really like a shackle, locked so that people couldn't breathe. Romance

Jiang Sang sat in the pavilion and slowly put the scroll down.

A long sigh.

Shu Yun is still too young to know people, but in any case, the reputation of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family cannot be stained at all.

The seven daughters of the internal history are riddled with bad news, and they come from humble backgrounds, and they are the most unsuitable people to be Shuyun's handkerchiefs.

The night breeze rose, and the pages of the books he casually placed on the table flew over, and the pages were full of statues of flower gods.

The twenty-four flower gods are all missing and have different postures.

Jiang Sang rubbed his temples,

That dream was getting weirder and weirder.

But he couldn't help but think.

The flower god in the dream has picturesque eyebrows and eyes, but whenever he wakes up, the image of the flower god becomes extremely blurry, like quicksand.

Last time, he got a peach wood card at the Flower God Temple, and he didn't even know what to write.

The master said it was his good fate, but he couldn't understand the meaning.

Or maybe he didn't understand whether he should write man or god on the wooden tablet.

He had seen all the portraits of the god of flowers, but none of them were like what he had seen in his dreams.

He wanted to know what his dreams were suggesting.

How can you avoid this catastrophe?

The portraits of the god of flowers overlapped on the pages of the book, and Jiang Sang only felt empty in the moonlight.

That night I dreamed of the god of flowers, and the god of flowers also looked at him in this round of moonlight and flowers all over the ground.

Jiang Shuyun sat on the carriage reluctantly, and it was not until the maid called three or four times outside the carriage that Jiang Shuyun came back to his senses.

The maid hurriedly helped Jiang Shuyun get out of the carriage.

Jiang Shuyun walked in the court, and Jiang Sang happened to walk in the court.

Jiang Shuyun called softly,

"Brother."

Jiang Sauna's hand on the scroll loosened slightly, and his gaze that was fixed on the book slowly moved upward.

JIANG Shuyundao,

"Is my brother waiting for me?"

Jiang Sang hid the scroll slightly behind him, and his face did not change.

"Hmm."

Jiang Shuyun smiled reluctantly,

"Then brother is here, go back and rest, I'm going to go back to wash and rest."

Jiang Shuyun's maid whispered a few words to Jiang Sang.

Jiang Sang listened attentively, and said with a gloomy face,

"You're messing with the Seven Daughters of Inner History again?"

"Didn't you tell you to have less contact with them?"

The night breeze was slightly cool, Jiang Shuyun clenched the jade card in his hand, lowered his eyes and said,

"Brother, Ruofu is not the kind of woman you think."

Jiang Shuyun looked lonely,

"She is very good and eye-catching, even I, as the concubine of the Jiang family, can't take away half of her style by her side, she is different from her in those gossips."

The night was as cold as water, and she clenched the jade plaque painted with the moon in her hand.

"Brother, she is far more open than me."

"Identity is never the basis for determining what a person really is."

Jiang Sang frowned,

"You are the concubine of the Jiang family, since you were a child, all your friends have been selected by the elders, the seven daughters of the internal history are too public, no matter how she is, after all, she will be burdened by rumors, as long as one person has objections, the three of them will become tigers, rumors are gold, the Jiang family is the head of the Zhao Qingliu, because there are too many side branches, and the words and deeds of the side branches cannot be counted all, but you are the eldest daughter of the great sect, every word and deed represents the attitude of the Jiang family, and you can't afford this risk."

Jiang Sang held the scroll in his hand with more strength, and the scroll was pressed and deformed.

The boy's tall and deep silhouette grew more and more indifferent in the night.

Jiang Shuyun lowered his eyes, did not choose to argue again, but said exhaustedly,

"I'll go back first."

The maid followed, but Jiang Shuyun felt like a shackle locked around her,

"You go, I don't want to see you."

The maid hurriedly said,

"Miss, you have to follow Miss is slave all the time, if you leave Miss rashly, I am afraid that something will happen and you will not be able to return."

Jiang Shuyun suddenly shouted,

"Get out."

The maid knelt down busily, but she just didn't move.

Jiang Shuyun gritted his teeth,

"I'm happy to follow me, aren't you, you follow me every day, openly tell my parents and brothers about me, whether it's private or not, everything is very detailed, am I not a living person, what is the difference between you spying on me like this and spying on prisoners?"

The maid hurriedly kowtowed,

"Don't be angry, Miss. The slave maid is also a last resort, please be considerate and considerate of us as subordinates. This is all ordered by the old lady, if the slave and maid do not do well, the life of the slave and maid will be in jeopardy, and please be merciful and spare the slave and maid. ”

Jiang Shuyun said with scarlet eyes,

"That's the rhetoric again! It's that rhetoric again! ”

"You want me to be considerate of you, but who will be considerate of me!"

"On the surface, she is the high-ranking Miss Jiang, but in fact, she is like a prisoner, like a monkey, and is watched all the time!"

You can't like what you like, and you can't see more than what you like.