The next morning, before Yan Zhenzhen woke up, a special pigeon stopped beside her bed, she tore down the letter with sleepiness, and then scattered a handful of millet on the table in a daze, let the carrier pigeon peck.

When I opened the letter, it was the handwriting of the elder brother.

The eldest son of Anping Hou, named An Shutong, quite famous, broke his leg while riding a horse three years ago, and walked in a wheelchair, although the outside world rumored that he was gentle and elegant, but secretly liked to torture and kill maids, and had killed four maids. In addition, Mrs. Anpinghou is a powerful character, and she suppressed these things.

Yan Zhenzhen had just finished reading it, and before she could reply, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Third sister, are you up? I'm Jia Jia. It was Yan Jiajia's pretentious voice.

I like acting so much, why don't you become a drama? But since she wants to play, Yan Zhenzhen doesn't mind playing with her.

She threw the letter into the censer, watched the paper melt away, and threw the pigeon out the window.

Last night, she clapped her hands, yawned, opened the door, and said, "Early in the morning, call the soul?" ”

"How do you speak? Jiajia came to give you clothes with kindness! It's still early, we've gone to our grandfather and grandmother's place to say goodbye, and you've slept until now! "The person who spoke out was Yan Tingting, the lobby sister in the second room.

"Okay, eldest sister, the third sister has just come back, and she still doesn't know the rules of going to ask her grandfather and grandmother for peace." Yan Jiajia was not annoyed at all, took a step forward, beckoned to the maid, and said, "Qingzhu, cuizhu, quickly bring things over." ”

When the two maids heard this, one took the rouge gouache, and the other took the clothes and shoes and entered the house.

"Third sister, these are the clothes and jewelry that I specially went to Beijing to set for the biggest four seasons, and I want to give them to you." Yan Jiajia took Yan Zhenzhen's hand and said, "Sister taught you to dress up, how about it?" ”

This intimate action, kind tone, if it weren't for Yan Zhenzhen knowing what kind of person she is, I'm afraid she would have really been moved, and she would have been treated as a good sister with her heart and lungs!

However, the things of the four seasons are her brother's, and since her brother has made money, it doesn't hurt for her to wear them.

"Then there's Sister Lao." Yan Zhenzhen saw that she was bent on pretending to be a good sister, and she was willing to fulfill her.

"Hey, Jiajia, isn't there a maid? She is like that, can she still comb out a flower? Yan Tingting said disdainfully.

"Sister Tingting, don't say that, Zhen Zhen's foundation is still very good, as long as she uses some fat powder, she is no worse than other ladies in Beijing." Yan Jiajia said softly.

Yan Tingting snorted coldly and snorted melon seeds on the side.

Yan Jiajia changed Yan Zhenzhen's clothes, put on an elegant outfit, and taught her to tie a sideburn that is the most popular in Beijing.

However, after a few pick-ups, when Yan Zhenzhen got up from the bronze mirror, a touch of jealousy flashed in Yan Jiajia's eyes.

This mud leg, although raised in the countryside since childhood, but he looks excellent, with exquisite facial features, tall posture, and after changing into the clothes and jewelry of the four seasons, he is like two people like yesterday.

But what about how good it looks? It's not that it's ill-fated, the pearl is covered with dust, and now it's going to marry a cripple with a violent temper.

And tolerate her good-looking for a while, and after Mrs. An Lehou sees it, she will beat this slut back to her original form!

"It's so pretty!" Yan Jiajia suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and praised her.

"Tsk, Jiajia, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, she can be good-" Yan Tingting stretched her waist and stood up when she heard this, but before she could say the sentence in her throat, she froze.

She saw the beautiful Yan Zhenzhen dressed up in front of her, although she was a little incredulous, she still had to whisper: "It's really good-looking-worthy of my Yan family." ”

As soon as these words came out, the look on Yan Jiajia's face quickly flashed a touch of coldness, but after a moment, she regained her usual gentleness and loveliness, and said, "Third sister, let's go to the flower hall together, my father and mother are waiting for us." ”

And Mrs. An Lehou is also among them, as long as she takes a fancy to Yan Zhenzhen and lets Yan Zhenzhen marry into Anle Hou's Mansion, this henchman will no longer exist.

Yan Zhenzhen knew what her idea was, her eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and she said expressionlessly: "Okay." ”

When they arrived at the flower hall, Yan Zhenzhen appeared, which amazed everyone in the Yan family for a moment.

"This is the third young lady of your family? It looks like the eldest prince. Mrs. An Lehou originally had some dislike in her heart that Yan Zhenzhen grew up in the countryside, but after seeing the real person, she suddenly smiled.

Such a look, worthy of her uncle, that is also worthy, although she grew up in the countryside, her words and deeds are worse, but as long as she enters her Anle Hou Mansion, under her **, she will not worry about not following the rules and being a good daughter-in-law!

Moreover, after all, she is also the granddaughter of the Taishi Mansion, so this background is here!

"Zhen Zhen, come here, this is Mrs. An Lehou, say hello to Mrs. Anlehou." Father Yan was still a little apprehensive in his heart, but Yan Jiajia patted his chest with himself early in the morning and promised that he would definitely make Yan Zhenzhen change her face and satisfy Mrs. An Lehou.

I don't want Jiajia to dress up really well, she was still a vulgar village girl yesterday, and she suddenly had a bit of a beautiful appearance under her.

Yan Zhenzhen nodded obediently, walked up to Mrs. An Lehou, and said, "Madame." ”

When Yan Zhenzhen approached, Mrs. An Lehou was even more stunned.

With such delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a beautiful figure, where does it seem to be raised in the countryside?

"Good, good. Miss Yan should also sit down. Mrs. An Lehou nodded frequently and said dissatisfiedly.

Father Yan and Yan Jiajia glanced at each other, and both showed a hint of a smile. It seems that this family affair is about to be completed.

"Zhen Zhen, pour a cup of tea for Mrs. An Lehou." Father Yan said again.

Yan Zhenzhen had no objection, stepped forward and slowly poured a cup of tea, stepped forward, politely handed it to Mrs. An Lehou, and said, "Madame, please drink tea." ”

Mrs. An Lehou reached out to take it, however, the cup of tea was piping hot, and Yan Zhenzhen deliberately shook it when she handed it to her, and Mrs. An Lehou suddenly groaned, and the teacup in her hand was not stable.

The teacup overflowed and spilled on Yan Zhenzhen's hands.

"Oops! It's hot! Yan Zhenzhen suddenly jumped up and shouted.

It was too late, it was fast, everyone hadn't reacted yet, and after hearing Yan Zhenzhen's exclamation, a big wolf dog with a tiger's back and a bear's waist suddenly rushed into the door like an arrow off the string, grinning his teeth, sticking out his tongue, his green eyes were shining, and he pounced directly on Mrs. Anpinghou.