When Mrs. Lin said this, she was actually gambling, betting that Sima Jingling would not be able to know everything behind them in a short period of time. Even if Steward Zhu is caught, with her understanding of Steward Zhu, she will definitely not confide in everything so easily.

Therefore, what Mrs. Lin could be sure in her heart was that Sima Jingling guessed something from the two of them, but there was not enough factual basis.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with this idea of hers.

Sima Jingling came here to look for Mrs. Lin, but it was also an accident, and she didn't have time to do anything to Steward Zhu.

The only thing she could do was to find the connection between him and Mrs. Lin from the limited clue of Steward Zhu, and this connection happened to meet Mrs. Lin herself.

It was supposed to be a great opportunity.

However, the existing time did not support her to be able to slowly entangle with Lady Lin in this place.

Because at this moment, there is another person who is extremely close to Mrs. Lin, in this red courtyard, and maybe the next moment, he will appear in front of several people.

Sima Jingling glanced down at Mrs. Lin's clenched fists, and then raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Lin's extremely firm face, and said to Mrs. Lin, who seemed to refuse to give in:

"There is some truth in what Mrs. Lin said. After all, according to common sense, in such a short period of time, it is really impossible for me to understand all the causes and consequences of your things. But who's to say I have to figure out the whole story?

In fact, Mrs. Lin, you don't have to test me like this, after all, if you really want to talk about it, what kind of hole cards do we both have in our hands, in fact, we are already very clear to each other. So why don't we abandon these useless negotiations and get straight to the point? ”

Lady Lynn pursed her lips, as if ready to say no more.

She did win the bet, and Sima Jingling really didn't know anything here.

But at the same time, the essence of the matter has not changed, and the atmosphere in the whole room has become more awkward and deadlocked.

There seemed to be laughter and slapstick from time to time outside, but their room was unusually quiet.

Cigarette smoke.

The incense in the room has diffused in every corner of the room very slowly but continuously, and it seems that the people who were originally a little anxious have slowly eased down.

Sima Jingling seemed to be anxious but not like she was in a hurry, so she began to sit slowly on the side, beckoning Qiulan who was following her to go up and show her hand.

She smiled and said to Mrs. Linn, "It's too boring for us to sit so dryly. We are fortunate to be able to hear the sound of your piano from Mrs. Delin. Therefore, I had the courage to let my personal maid be ugly in front of you, Mrs. Lin. ”

After speaking, she nodded slightly towards Qiulan, and Qiulan began to reach out and stroke the qin.

Compared with Mrs. Lin's piano sound, Qiu Lan's piano sound is a little less agile and the harmonious piano heart. It's not a high-level skill that can be empathized with and immersive, but it can still be done to the ear.

So, Sima Jingling listened to Qiulan's piano leisurely in front of Mrs. Lin. Listening and listening, I didn't forget to smile and invite Mrs. Lin to enjoy it together,

"Madame's mind still doesn't seem to be on the sound of the piano, is it because my personal maid's piano skills are really not in your eyes? It's really, really sorry.

However, it is not a bad thing that my handmaiden has lost face in front of you, after all, she can get the guidance of your master, can she? ”

Qiulan's performance ended at the right time, and the song was over.

She seemed to have heard Sima Jingling's words, and looked straight at Mrs. Lin, and the admiration and pleading in her eyes were simply clearly and clearly engraved on Qiulan's face.

Mrs. Lin looked at Sima Jingling and Qiu Lan, and saw that although the two of them were not the same at all, they both showed a thirsty look for knowledge, so she also suppressed the anxiety in her heart and began to point out Qiu Lan's playing level.

After Mrs. Lin's simple guidance, when Qiulan went to play the piano again, it was really very different from just now.

Sima Jingling sighed in surprise.

She looked at Mrs. Lin and complimented her sincerely: "Mrs. Lin's name is indeed worthy of her name. No wonder even if Mrs. Lin entered the palace back then, there were still many people who wanted to follow Mrs. Yu Lin's footsteps, after all, your talent is really incomparable. ”

After Mrs. Lin listened to Sima Jingling's praise, not only did she not have a happy expression, but her face also showed a very strange look.

She glanced at Sima Jingling's eyes that seemed to be very pure, and finally muttered a sentence in her heart, "Is it a mistake", and said very friendly and humble: "This is actually all other people's false praise, for myself, this is really not a big deal."

Even compared to my riding and archery skills, the gap is really a bit big. After all, in the country of Beiao, being able to play the piano is really not an outstanding talent. ”

Sima Jingling didn't have much empathy for what happened to Mrs. Lin. But it wasn't until she saw the somewhat complicated expression on Mrs. Lin's face at this moment that she deeply realized that when Mrs. Lin here said this, she was actually gambling, and betting that Sima Jingling would not know everything behind them in a short period of time. Even if Steward Zhu is caught, with her understanding of Steward Zhu, she will definitely not confide in everything so easily.

Therefore, what Mrs. Lin could be sure in her heart was that Sima Jingling guessed something from the two of them, but there was not enough factual basis.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with this idea of hers.

Sima Jingling came here to look for Mrs. Lin, but it was also an accident, and she didn't have time to do anything to Steward Zhu.

The only thing she could do was to find the connection between him and Mrs. Lin from the limited clue of Steward Zhu, and this connection happened to meet Mrs. Lin herself.

It was supposed to be a great opportunity.

However, the existing time did not support her to be able to slowly entangle with Lady Lin in this place.

Because at this moment, there is another person who is extremely close to Mrs. Lin, in this red courtyard, and maybe the next moment, he will appear in front of several people.

Sima Jingling glanced down at Mrs. Lin's clenched fists, and then raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Lin's extremely firm face, and said to Mrs. Lin, who seemed to refuse to give in:

"There is some truth in what Mrs. Lin said. After all, according to common sense, in such a short period of time, it is really impossible for me to understand all the causes and consequences of your things. But who's to say I have to figure out the whole story? Institutions

In fact, Mrs. Lin, you don't have to test me like this, after all, if you really want to talk about it, what kind of hole cards do we both have in our hands, in fact, we are already very clear to each other. So why don't we abandon these useless negotiations and get straight to the point? ”

Lady Lynn pursed her lips, as if ready to say no more.

She did win the bet, and Sima Jingling really didn't know anything here.

But at the same time, the essence of the matter has not changed, and the atmosphere in the whole room has become more awkward and deadlocked.

There seemed to be laughter and slapstick from time to time outside, but their room was unusually quiet.

Cigarette smoke.

The incense in the room has diffused in every corner of the room very slowly but continuously, and it seems that the people who were originally a little anxious have slowly eased down.

Sima Jingling seemed to be anxious but not like she was in a hurry, so she began to sit slowly on the side, beckoning Qiulan who was following her to go up and show her hand.

She smiled and said to Mrs. Linn, "It's too boring for us to sit so dryly. We are fortunate to be able to hear the sound of your piano from Mrs. Delin. Therefore, I had the courage to let my personal maid be ugly in front of you, Mrs. Lin. ”

After speaking, she nodded slightly towards Qiulan, and Qiulan began to reach out and stroke the qin.

Compared with Mrs. Lin's piano sound, Qiu Lan's piano sound is a little less agile and the harmonious piano heart. It's not a high-level skill that can be empathized with and immersive, but it can still be done to the ear.

So, Sima Jingling listened to Qiulan's piano leisurely in front of Mrs. Lin. Listening and listening, I didn't forget to smile and invite Mrs. Lin to enjoy it together,

"Madame's mind still doesn't seem to be on the sound of the piano, is it because my personal maid's piano skills are really not in your eyes? It's really, really sorry.

However, it is not a bad thing that my handmaiden has lost face in front of you, after all, she can get the guidance of your master, can she? ”

Qiulan's performance ended at the right time, and the song was over.

She seemed to have heard Sima Jingling's words, and looked straight at Mrs. Lin, and the admiration and pleading in her eyes were simply clearly and clearly engraved on Qiulan's face.

Mrs. Lin looked at Sima Jingling and Qiu Lan, and saw that although the two of them were not the same at all, they both showed a thirsty look for knowledge, so she also suppressed the anxiety in her heart and began to point out Qiu Lan's playing level.

After Mrs. Lin's simple guidance, when Qiulan went to play the piano again, it was really very different from just now.

Sima Jingling sighed in surprise.

She looked at Mrs. Lin and complimented her sincerely: "Mrs. Lin's name is indeed worthy of her name. No wonder even if Mrs. Lin entered the palace back then, there were still many people who wanted to follow Mrs. Yu Lin's footsteps, after all, your talent is really incomparable. ”

After Mrs. Lin listened to Sima Jingling's praise, not only did she not have a happy expression, but her face also showed a very strange look.

She glanced at Sima Jingling's eyes that seemed to be very pure, and finally muttered a sentence in her heart, "Is it a mistake", and said very friendly and humble: "This is actually all other people's false praise, for myself, this is really not a big deal."

Even compared to my riding and archery skills, the gap is really a bit big. After all, in the country of Beiao, being able to play the piano is really not an outstanding talent. ”

Sima Jingling originally didn't say this to Mrs. Lin about what happened to Mrs. Lin, but she was actually gambling, betting that Sima Jingling would not know everything behind them in a short period of time. Even if Steward Zhu is caught, with her understanding of Steward Zhu, she will definitely not confide in everything so easily.

Therefore, what Mrs. Lin could be sure in her heart was that Sima Jingling guessed something from the two of them, but there was not enough factual basis.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with this idea of hers.

Sima Jingling came here to look for Mrs. Lin, but it was also an accident, and she didn't have time to do anything to Steward Zhu.

The only thing she could do was to find the connection between him and Mrs. Lin from the limited clue of Steward Zhu, and this connection happened to meet Mrs. Lin herself.

It was supposed to be a great opportunity.

However, the existing time did not support her to be able to slowly entangle with Lady Lin in this place.

Because at this moment, there is another person who is extremely close to Mrs. Lin, in this red courtyard, and maybe the next moment, he will appear in front of several people.

Sima Jingling glanced down at Mrs. Lin's clenched fists, and then raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Lin's extremely firm face, and said to Mrs. Lin, who seemed to refuse to give in:

"There is some truth in what Mrs. Lin said. After all, according to common sense, in such a short period of time, it is really impossible for me to understand all the causes and consequences of your things. But who's to say I have to figure out the whole story?

In fact, Mrs. Lin, you don't have to test me like this, after all, if you really want to talk about it, what kind of hole cards do we both have in our hands, in fact, we are already very clear to each other. So why don't we abandon these useless negotiations and get straight to the point? ”

Lady Lynn pursed her lips, as if ready to say no more.

She did win the bet, and Sima Jingling really didn't know anything here.

But at the same time, the essence of the matter has not changed, and the atmosphere in the whole room has become more awkward and deadlocked.

There seemed to be laughter and slapstick from time to time outside, but their room was unusually quiet.

Cigarette smoke.

The incense in the room has diffused in every corner of the room very slowly but continuously, and it seems that the people who were originally a little anxious have slowly eased down.

Sima Jingling seemed to be anxious but not like she was in a hurry, so she began to sit slowly on the side, beckoning Qiulan who was following her to go up and show her hand.

She smiled and said to Mrs. Linn, "It's too boring for us to sit so dryly. We are fortunate to be able to hear the sound of your piano from Mrs. Delin. Therefore, I had the courage to let my personal maid be ugly in front of you, Mrs. Lin. ”