Jiang Wan only felt a burst of humiliation, forcibly suppressed the anger and resentment in her heart, and stood up silently.

Jiang Yu didn't entangle with her, and asked directly: "My sister should come this time for her cousin's business, right?" ”

Hearing Jiang Yu mention Jiang Shiwen's matter, Jiang Wan collected the anger in her heart, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said with a far-fetched smile: "Sister...... I...... My cousin got married, but I haven't figured out what to give, so I want to ask my sister if she has any good advice? ”

"I don't have any suggestions, I'm also having a headache about this matter, it's better to do this, if my sister has any good ideas, remember to tell my sister." Jiang Yu looked at her with a smile, and a gleam flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Wan was so angry when she heard her words, she felt that she ran over early in the morning to apologize and be insulted, so she got such a sentence?

At this time, the anger in her heart jumped three feet high, she took a deep breath to calm her mood, and then said: "Since my sister has no way, then my sister won't bother my sister!" ”

"Sister walks slowly." Jiang Yu just bowed slightly, and did not get up.

The moment Jiang Wan turned around, her face suddenly sank, the anger in her heart was no longer suppressed, her chest rose and fell violently, and her eyes were full of hatred.

As soon as the two of them stepped out of the courtyard, they heard Qingping's small voice, "Miss, haven't you already thought of what to give?" ”

Hearing this, Jiang Wan stopped suddenly, and the maid behind her almost bumped into it.

"Second Miss ......"

"Shut up!"

The maid just wanted to ask Jiang Wan why she stopped, but she scolded her, and the maid lowered her head timidly, not daring to speak again.

Jiang Wan stood outside the courtyard, eavesdropping on the conversation between Jiang Yu and Qingping.

"I've been thinking about that poem for a long time, the artistic conception and words in the poem are all first-class, and I need to wait until my cousin's wedding day to show it, how can I tell her in advance?" Jiang Yu said.

Jiang Wan stood outside silently, listening to Jiang Yu say this, the hatred for her in her heart became deeper and deeper, and she really wanted to rush up immediately and tear Jiang Yu's hypocritical façade.

She clenched her teeth, clenched her hands tightly, suppressed the anger in her heart, and continued to listen.

"That's right, Miss, you might as well read that poem to us again." Qingping said with a smile in her voice.

At this time, Qing He also chimed in: "Yes, yes, Miss, you can read it to us again!" ”

Jiang Yu chuckled, "Okay, then you can listen well!" ”

Jiang Yu spoke slowly, Jiang Wan listened carefully to the poem she read, and her eyes lit up, although she didn't know the meaning of the poem, but the words of the poem were excellent, and she silently wrote down the poem in her heart.

Then he sneered and turned to leave, and after taking two steps, he stepped on a section of dead wood on the ground, making a crunching sound.

In the courtyard, Jiang Yu suddenly said, "Qingping, go and see who is outside." ”

"Yes, Miss!" Qingping replied.

Jiang Wan was afraid of being discovered by Jiang Yu, so she immediately quickened her pace and trotted away.

But at the same time, because they were in a hurry, even the pace increased, and Jiang Yu and the others in the courtyard heard it clearly, they looked at each other, and then they covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

When Jiang Wan returned to her room, she was already tired and out of breath, and after adjusting her breathing, she immediately asked someone to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and wrote down the poem she had just heard completely.

After writing, she blew the ink off the paper and looked at the poem with satisfaction, always feeling that it was a bit too monotonous.

She glanced around the room, then fixed her gaze on a fan.

This fan was made when she was bored before, and she wanted to embroider some flowers when she was free, but these days, she is in a very bad mood, so she has been throwing this fan aside.

She hooked her lips, and there was no need for embroidery right now, so she might as well write this poem on it.

It's better to act than to move, Jiang Wan really wrote that poem to the center of the fan, but now she was worried again, there was only one poem on the fan, it was too strange, but it was a pity that she couldn't draw, otherwise, it would be good to draw some flowers and plants around here.

At this moment, Wang Rubi suddenly came, and saw Jiang Wan looking at the fan in her hand, her eyebrows frowning slightly, as if she was worried.

She smiled, knocked on the door a few times, and said, "Wan'er, what are you doing?" ”

Jiang Wan came back to her senses and saw her mother standing at the door looking at her with a smile, so she immediately stepped forward and called sweetly, "Auntie!" ”

Then he turned his head to look at the two maids at the door, and said with a cold face: "A-Niang didn't know if she came to report, what do you want?" ”

When the two maids heard this, they knelt down with a panicked face, "Second Miss forgive your sins!" ”

Wang Rubi patted her hand and said, "Don't blame them, I didn't let them report, my mother just wants to come and see you and see what you are doing on weekdays." ”

Jiang Wan eased her face and said to the two maids: "That's it, forget it." ”

looked back at Wang Rubi, took her hand, led her to the table, and showed her the poem she had just copied.

After Wang Rubi saw it, she looked at Jiang Wan with a happy face, "You wrote this poem?" ”

"How's it going, mother? Is this poem good? Jiang Wan didn't admit it, nor did she deny it, but asked her how the poem was, she didn't know much about these poems, but she felt that the meaning of this poem was good.

Wang Rubi nodded, touched Jiang Wan's cheek, and said with emotion: "Our Wan'er has really grown up and become a little talented girl." ”

Jiang Wan looked at Wang Rubi with a smile and urged: "Mother, you haven't said that this poem is good?" ”

"It's good, this poem has a good meaning, it can be seen that Wan'er is very attentive." Wang Rubi said.

"I plan to use this fan as a wedding gift and give it to my sister-in-law, what does my aunt think?" Jiang Wan asked.

"It's good, but if you send it like this, it'll be obvious, it's too stumbling." Wang Rubi frowned and fiddled with the fan in her hand.

"I would like to paint my own paintings, but unfortunately A-Niang knows, I have no talent for painting." Jiang Wan pouted and said, looking unhappy.

"What's so difficult about this, why don't I find a painter and let him help you draw it? When the time comes, you will say that you painted it yourself, and it will also look polite and affectionate! Wang Rubi said proudly.

After Jiang Wan heard this, she happily hugged Wang Rubi, "A-Niang, you really understand me so well." ”

In this way, Wang Rubi took the fan away, found a famous painter in Beijing, and painted some flowers in the blank space around the poem.

When Jiang Wan got the fan again, the fan had already changed a lot, although the painter added some flowers, but there was no feeling of red and green, but instead painted a few pink flowers, dotted with some floating petals, it looked fresh and refined, very good-looking.

"Wan'er, don't you know, the painter who filled in the painting for you is full of praise for your poems, saying that you are a talented girl." Wang Rubi looked at Jiang Wan happily.

Looking at the fan in her hand, Wang Rubi couldn't help but sigh that her daughter's day of emergence was finally coming.

"Really?" Jiang Wan looked at Wang Rubi with a smile, then turned her head and looked at the poem on the fan, she really didn't expect that Jiang Yu's poem would be praised by so many people.

"That's nature, we Wan'er are the best." Wang Rubi looked at her with a look of relief and said with a smile.

Jiang Wan also smiled, in a very good mood, and then asked people to wrap the fan in the most exquisite packaging, and put it away, she began to look forward to the day when Jiang Shiwen got married soon.

When the time comes, he will send the fan out first, and Jiang Yu will have no poems to send, and when the time comes, everyone will say that the concubine of the dignified marquis and the marriage of her cousin is such a big thing, but she doesn't give gifts and belittles Jiang Yu.

Thinking of the scene where Jiang Yu was pointed at by everyone, she woke up laughing in her dreams.

The last time Mrs. Nan'an had a birthday banquet, if it weren't for her jewelry, she wouldn't have been so embarrassed, this time, she must get it back from Jiang Yu, thinking of this, her eyes showed a fierce gaze.

Time flies, and a few days have passed.

This day is Jiang Shiwen's big day.

Jiang Congwen brought Jiang Yu, Wang Rubi, and Jiang Wan to attend.

Zhang Cenzhen has completely fallen out of favor, and on this occasion, it is naturally impossible for her to participate, as for Jiang Yan, after colliding with Jiang Yu last time, the grounding has not been lifted, and she can't go.

The people who participated in the wedding feast gave their gifts to the butler, who opened them and looked at them, and then loudly reported the contents of the contents, while someone else was in charge of recording them.

When he opened Jiang Wan's gift box, he couldn't help but be a little confused, it turned out to be a group fan? I couldn't help but feel a little disdainful in my heart, no matter how I said this, Jiang Wan was also the second lady of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion, but I didn't expect to send such a worthless group fan?

After coming back to his senses, the housekeeper had to report hard: "Second Miss Pingyuan Houfu, send a group fan." ”

Hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Wan one after another, with more or less mocking looks in their eyes.

Jiang Congwen also looked at Jiang Wan in disbelief, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you send a group fan?" ”

Jiang Wan didn't care about the eyes of others at all, and said to Jiang Congwen: "My daughter just thinks that my cousin's family is also a big family, and I don't know how many expensive gifts I have seen, and the things we sent are not rare, so I thought about doing it myself, after all, it is my daughter's heart." ”

Hearing him say this, Jiang Congwen also felt that there was some truth, so he didn't pursue it.

Immediately afterwards, the housekeeper opened the gift box sent by Jiang Yu, which was not a valuable, but a handkerchief.

The housekeeper's face sank, how could the two young ladies of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion give away these inconspicuous things?

Helplessly, the housekeeper continued to report: "Miss Pingyuan Houfu, send a handkerchief." ”

Hearing this, everyone present couldn't help but cover their mouths and snicker, "Someone actually took a handkerchief and a fan as gifts, this Miss of the Hou Mansion is too interesting!" ”