Chapter Twenty-Three: Is It Beautiful?

After Yan Ran returned home, she heard the news of Wen's illness.

Qingxuan went to investigate, and when she came back, she said angrily: "In the morning, the master just said that he would let Mrs. Xian worship Mrs. tomorrow, and Mrs. fell ill in the afternoon, what a coincidence!" ”

Yan Ran knew in her heart that it must have been within this day that Master Yan pried open Kangda's mouth and learned that the Wen family had done it, so he asked her to worship the Zhang family as a punishment.

Although the Wen family did something wrong, she is the wife of Master Yan in the end, and the so-called family ugliness cannot be publicized, so he can only punish him with a small punishment and a big warning.

Master Yan must have felt that he was benevolent and righteous, and what Wen did almost tarnished his name, and he never blamed him.

But for the Wen family, it is the most humiliating thing to let her worship the Zhang family's spiritual position, and of course she can avoid it.

Yan Ran thought that Wen was pretending to be sick to avoid worship, but in fact, Wen was indeed in a hurry because of his unsuccessful actions and fell ill.

Yan Yao looked at the sick Wen, and the hatred for Yan Ran in her heart deepened.

When Wen fell asleep, she walked out the door and whispered to her maid Chenshuang.

Chenshuang nodded again and again, and then quietly walked towards Qionghua Courtyard.

Yan Yao looked at the direction in which the dust frost disappeared and showed a sinister smile.

The three-day break passed in a hurry, and it was the day of the opening of the school.

Yan Ran was in a good mood because she could see Wen Rong'an again, so she got up early in the morning to make a decoction for him to nourish her body, and came to the alley at the back door of the Dingguo Mansion early to wait, and wondered if she came too early, afraid that the medicine would be cold.

Qingxuan looked at Yan Ran, who was suffering from gains and losses, and sighed slightly in her heart.

Her girl has been worried about the gift of Wen Gongzi for two days, and she is looking forward to it for a while, and she is disappointed for a while.

If Wen Gongzi doesn't give her girl an explanation today, she will have to fight for her girl!

Wen Rong'an went out of the door, and unexpectedly met Yan Ran's flower-like smile, paused slightly, and walked over slowly.

Yan Ran still said the same sentence: "Cousin, where is the gift?" ”

Wen Rongan looked at Yan Ran, who was looking forward to it, thinking that this matter could not be fooled.

She's blocked the door, and if he still forgets, I'm afraid she'll force him to prepare one for the time being.

Wen Rong'an thought so, and slowly took out a jewelry box and handed it to Yan Ran.

Yan Ran's eyes were overjoyed, and she opened it excitedly, only to see that there was a gold-inlaid seven-treasure butterfly hairpin, and the hairpin head was embedded with seven-colored gemstones, which should be very valuable.

The smile on Yan Ran's face faded, and there was a puzzled look in her eyes: "Cousin, this shouldn't be the gift you originally wanted to give me, right?" ”

Wen Rong was shocked, can this stupid girl penetrate the heavens, how can she even guess this kind of thing?

Although Wen Rong'an's face was calm and waveless, his trembling pupils were still captured by Yan Ran.

She tugged at his sleeve and grinded it coquettishly: "Cousin, what were you going to give me?" I want to know, let me see, okay? If you don't show me, I won't leave! Just one glance, isn't it okay to just glance? ”

Wen Rongan couldn't stand Yan Ran's pleading, so she reluctantly went back to get another hairpin.

Yan Ran looked at the hairpin that looked inferior in texture and workmanship, but she was moved, and her eyes were covered with a layer of moisture: "Cousin, did you make this for me with your own hands?" ”

Wen Rongan coughed lightly uncomfortably, and his voice was slightly cold: "Hmm." ”

Yan Ran couldn't put down this hairpin, and she was about to wear it on her head when she picked it up.

She thought about it, then sent the hairpin to Wen Rong'an, and said with a smile: "Cousin, you help me wear it!" ”

Wen Rongan glanced at Yan Ran, accidentally looked at her, and hurriedly looked away, a little flustered: "You, you wear it yourself!" ”

Yan Ran said distressedly: "However, there is no bronze mirror, I can't see it!" If it is crooked, it will not be laughed at. ”

Yan Ran pursed her lips slightly, making a look of embarrassment.

Wen Rongan couldn't, so he had to take the hairpin and submerge the silver hairpin into the green silk, leaving only a peony flower that seemed to have not fully bloomed, and his palms were sweaty and trembling slightly.

This is the first time he has worn a hairpin for a girl!

Wen Rongan put on a hairpin for Yan Ran, nervous and embarrassed, didn't dare to look at her directly, and strode forward.

Yan Ran didn't let him go, so she had to chase him and ask, "Cousin, is it good-looking?" ”

Wen Rong'an was so amused by Yan Ran that her face was red, she hurriedly quickened her pace, and answered softly where she couldn't hear: "Hmm." ”

Well, good-looking.