In the next two days, the expectations in Jing Ying's heart were tossed and flown away, and in the past two days, it is really not an exaggeration to describe this originally clean bamboo house with chickens flying and dogs jumping.

Mr. first called Uncle Zhang, the porter, to call a few men, and carefully brushed the bamboo house with transparent varnish, and the smell of paint made Jing Ying's nose hover all day long, and she couldn't even eat.

Then, Jing Ying and Zhu Yao were called by Mr. to tidy up the room, and took sandpaper to wash and polish it at each corner handrail. In particular, Mr. Fang's favorite kiosk also got it.

There is also a lotus pond in front of the pavilion, Mr. went to get it himself, cut a lot of broken branches and leaves, leaving only round and undamaged lotus leaves, and even, Jing Ying secretly saw him take a cloth to wipe the little mud on the lotus leaves.

The two days passed quickly, and on the third day, the smell of varnish was almost gone, and Jing Ying slept peacefully.

When she woke up, Zhu Yao was gone, and she remembered that her husband had already instructed that on this day, Zhu Yao should treat two or three dishes, the best kind of color and fragrance.

Mr. had an order, and with Zhu Yao's more serious temperament, he naturally went to prepare early.

Jing Ying looked at the sky, it was still early, thinking about it, she still wanted to sleep again, her bones were tossing and sour in the past few days. As soon as I lay down, I could hear almost every bone cries for a rebellious strike.

Hey, what kind of guest makes Mr. so nervous? She looked at the right minister of the year before last, and she didn't see her husband move an eyebrow, hey......

As soon as she thought of this question, Jing Ying's sleepy insect immediately ran away, and she immediately put it on. specially combed a neat double bun, and inserted a delicate carved silver hairpin that he was reluctant to wear on weekdays.

Looking at the bronze mirror, a pair of eyes are smart and lovely, and the face is also beautiful with a girl. She smiled at herself in satisfaction.

Walking quickly out of the house, she came to the porter, moved a bamboo stool and waited at the door.

Uncle Zhang, the porter, paced over with a smile and said loudly, "Girl, what are you doing sitting here so early?" ”

"Wait for Mr.'s distinguished guest!" She looked at the sky, it was early, but the stubborn obsession in her heart made her not move a point.

Uncle Zhang smiled and walked back to the house, this girl, although she usually smiles and grins, but she has a stubbornness in her heart.

It was still early, Jingying had been sitting for a long time, and sleepiness hit, and she forced herself not to rest her head on her knees.

Sure enough, the effort paid off, and when it was three quarters in the morning, finally an ordinary-looking carriage slowly shook over.

Jing Ying stood up and stood on tiptoe.

But the horses in the carriage were very tall, and at first glance they knew that they were not ordinary. She met it hesitantly. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old jumped down.

The face is delicate, just a pair of small dimples on the cheeks, which is amiable to look at.

She looked at Jing Ying with a smile and said with a smile: "This little sister, let me ask, is this Mr. Zhao's 'Yazhuju'?" ”

Jing Ying saw a girl like her, and she was slightly unhappy in her heart, and looked at her several times before she pouted: "So what?" Where did you come from? If it weren't for the guest you wanted to see, you wouldn't have met him. ”

The girl smiled slightly, not angry, but smiled at her and said, "Mr. Zhao will naturally meet my master, this little sister can rest assured." ”

Jing Ying was unhappy and snorted: "I'm not a little sister." I'm sixteen years old! ”

With a hint of annoyance, she looked at the girl in front of her, who was not much older than her. The girl smiled slightly, as if looking at a child who couldn't ask for candy.

Jing Ying has yet to say more. Suddenly, a faint voice floated out softly from the carriage: "Xiangye, apologize to this girl." Her voice was like a gentle spring breeze, but it had three points of majesty, and her soft and gentle voice was not comparable to Sister Zhu Yao, who Jingying thought was the most gentle. And with an indescribable magic, people can't help but be convinced.

Jing Ying was stunned, the girl named Xiangye was not in a hurry when she heard the words, she was slightly blessed with a blessing, and still smiled: "This girl, I'm really embarrassed, I was abrupt." ”

Her tone was sincere, and Jing Ying suddenly panicked: "No, no...... I can't afford this. ”

Xiangye smiled slightly and said to the coachman: "Since this is Mr. Zhao's residence, Lin Lao will send it to the door and turn back." ”

She neatly removed the footstool and said to the car, "Madam, it's here." The slave helps you out of the car. ”

Jing Ying was stunned again, it was a female guest. She looked at the curtain nervously.

The car swayed slightly, a pair of soft Yi put on the curtain, and the fingers were as white as jade. Slender and slender, the pink dancome blooms between her fingers like the most beautiful peach blossom in spring.

She didn't wear any ornaments on her hands, and her snow-white grace revealed a piece of snow white, not fat or thin, but looking at it, there was an indescribable graceful beauty.

Jing Ying stopped breathing and waited motionlessly for the mysterious guest to get out of the car.

The lady finally showed up.

Jing Ying only felt her heart skipping heavily, what is a country and a city, and she now knows that this sentence is honest with her. The woman in front of her, her jet-black hair was simply curled into a startling bun, and she gradually inserted it high with only a little pearl hairpin, like a peacock opening the screen, with indescribable nobility in elegance.

Her eyes are like spring water, and her eyes are bright, making people feel that there is tenderness in her eyes, and her heart can't help but soften and get drunk.

She was dressed in a goose-yellow long skirt and a plain shawl, but her extremely simple outfit was more and more set off her graceful posture.

She rolled her eyes lightly and smiled at Jing Ying, who was stunned: "This girl, please lead the way, okay?" ”

Jing Ying saw her smile like spring waves, beautiful flowers shining on the water, the wind passed, her clothes floated up, like a fairy.

"Good ,......" Jing Ying couldn't help nodding, and was about to say something more, when suddenly a clear voice like the moon came from behind her.

"You're here."