Afu stepped forward with a smile to salute, took out the box and said: "Today, the merchant ship of the trading house has returned to Beijing, and this is for the girl by the head of the family." ”

Jiang Lingran looked at the box and paused before opening it.

You will be greeted by a variety of delicate sweets.

She was amused when she saw it.

This guy, Liang Xiuhong sent dim sum, and he also sent dim sum, was he afraid that she wouldn't have to eat?

Afu reminded on the side: "Girl, this is a three-story box. ”

Jiang Lingran nodded, raised the first layer, and saw a few silk flowers and pearl hairpins in the second layer, I am afraid that it is Jiangnan style, he has a good eye, and the things he chooses are all exquisite.

Then open the third layer, there is a chessboard and two boxes of chess pieces.

But it's not an ordinary chessboard and chess pieces.

Obsidian pedestal with a piece of cinnamon wood inlay.

The hardness of the wood is moderate, and the tree grain is extremely subtle, so it is the best to use it to make a chessboard.

She flicked her fingers over the criss-crossed grids and opened two more boxes.

The chess pieces were actually polished from white jade and obsidian, Jiang Lingran pinched the chess pieces and looked at them, secretly saying that he was too extravagant.

Afu took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to Jiang Lingran: "This is a letter from the head of the family." ”

Jiang Lingran smiled helplessly.

What kind of family is she?

After sealing the fire paint, she carefully opened it with a letter opener and pulled out the letter.

Messily said a lot of things, Jiang Lingran could even imagine him standing in front of him, saying these words, and unconsciously a smile appeared on his lips.

At the end of the letter, he said that when he returned, he would play against her, and let her study the chess game carefully, so as not to lose too ugly.

Jiang Lingran's eyes darkened, put away the letter, looked at Afu and said, "It's hard for you to come over so late." ”

Ah Fu didn't see the happy look on Jiang Lingran's face, and couldn't help but think, didn't she like the things sent by the head of the family? But she didn't want to ask these words.

"The girl is serious, the slave is not hard."

Jiang Lingran walked to the dresser, took out two small golden hairpins of pearl red agate from the box, handed them to Afu and said, "You have black hair and a ruddy complexion, you must look good wearing this." ”

Afu has a big personality, and few people praise her so gently.

The eyes fell on Jiang Lingran's hands, two golden hairpins, the hairpin head was made of gold sheets, red agate carving, and a circle of small pearls were tied under the flower holder, although it was simple, but the workmanship was meticulous, and the size and color of the pearls were excellent, and the red agate was not variegated.

Afu didn't dare to accept it: "Girl, this is too precious." ”

Jiang Lingran smiled, took a step towards her, and inserted the golden hairpin in her hair: "Xiangzhu and Qingyu have both, this pair will be given to you." ”

Ah Fu was a little flattered when she saw that Jiang Lingran actually looked at her like Xiangzhu Qingyu, and guessed that Jiang Lingran must be looking at Yan Qi's face.

The hairpins are all worn, and Afu is not good to resign, and she is blessed.

Xiangzhu sent Afu out of the house.

Here, Jiang Lingran read the letter again, and then put it on the air above the candle, and the candle flame burned the letter paper, and quickly burned and turned into ashes.

Xiang Zhu came back, took out the snacks in the box and put them in the box, but the beads and the chessboard didn't know what to do, and asked Jiang Lingran: "Girl, are these things stored in the library?" ”

Jiang Lingran looked up at the wooden box, paused and said, "Put it in the closet."

Xiang Zhu nodded yes and carried the box into the inner room.

Most of the clothes in the cabinet have been packed into cages, so the wardrobe is empty, and it is more than enough to put a box.

It's just that Xiang Zhu didn't understand, why did he put this box in a black cabinet?

Zheng Qingyi's body is lazy day by day.

It wasn't until late that Wan Ting and Zhishuang under the corridor heard the words in the room to let them go in and wait.

After washing, Zheng Qingyi yawned and sat in front of the dresser, and saw what was pressed under the jewelry box, revealing only a dime of black gold.

Confused, she lifted the box and took out the pressed contents.

"What is this?" Wan Ting, who was combing her hair, looked at the envelope in Zheng Qingyi's hand and asked suspiciously.

Zheng Qingyi's face changed slightly, and when she heard this, she hurriedly pressed the envelope in her heart, and said vigilantly: "You guys go out!" ”

The two were stunned.

Isn't it combing your hair? Why don't you comb it again?

Zheng Qingyi saw them hesitating, frowned and shouted, "Don't get out yet!" ”

The two of them came back to their senses, and even if they were suspicious, they didn't dare to ask more, so they hurriedly retreated.

Zheng Qingyi made sure that the doors and windows were closed tightly, so she carefully opened the envelope.

The last letter created a "lucky fetus" for her, allowing her to enter the Hou Mansion as she wished.

What kind of surprise will it bring her this time?

There are two pages in the letter, and after reading the first page, Zheng Qingyi's expression is extremely frightened.

Mrs. Lao Hou and Meng Zhipei actually wanted to kill her on the day of delivery!!

She has always dreamed that the mother is expensive with the child, how can she accept the status quo of going to the mother and keeping the child?

In a hurry, Zheng Qingyi couldn't wait to read the second page, praying that she could find life.

After reading the ten lines at a glance, her eyes were bright, and the fear of defeat just now had all subsided.

This person is indeed her savior!

She excitedly pinched the letter and walked in the room for a while, and shouted: "Someone, change clothes!" ”

Wan Ting, Zhishuang pushed the door and walked in.

Zheng Qingyi consciously sat down in front of the dresser and said urgently: "Hurry up, comb my hair." ”

The two of them slandered her in their hearts that she turned her face faster than turning a book.

After combing her hair and changing her clothes, Zheng Qingyi took Wan Ting's hand and walked out.

Wan Ting originally thought that she was going to walk in the courtyard, but she walked straight to the courtyard gate, and said in a hurry: "Where is my aunt going?" ”

Zheng Qingyi said refreshedly: "Go and say hello to Mrs. Hou." ”

Wan Ting didn't know what Zheng Qingyi was crazy about, so she was looking forward to asking Mrs. Hou to say goodbye?

After thinking about it, he thought of a subtle statement: "Isn't Mrs. Hou sick?" I don't want to see people. Auntie has a heart, but the Moon Pavilion and the upper room are separated by half a house, and my aunt is now heavy and can't stand it, so don't go. ”

Zheng Qingyi snorted coldly and glanced at her.

If you say that you don't see anyone when you're sick, you shouldn't see her!

Wan Ting was stared at by Zheng Qingyi's eyes, and she hurriedly lowered her head and said loyally: "The slave maid is for the sake of my aunt." ”

If you go to ask for peace now, you can't even enter the courtyard gate, won't Qu Lian come to laugh and abuse again after she finds out? When the time comes, no one will be happy! Their days as slaves and maids are even more miserable.

Zheng Qingyi sneered and said no more.

When I got to the upper room, I was stopped.

Zheng Qingyi was not in a hurry or annoyed, looked at the maid who was blocking the road, and said with a smile: "I have something very important to tell Mrs. Hou, it is related to the future of Master Hou, please go in and spread the word." ”

Qu Lian has been serving in the upper room for many years, and although the people in this upper room are not very close to her, they are better than this prostitute.

Now seeing Zheng Qingyi taking the master's style, everyone is even more reluctant to deal with it.

Hearing these outrageous words, some people even laughed.

A prostitute, what can he say about the future of Hou Ye?!

Zheng Qingyi's good mood is about to be worn away by these cheap hooves, but the overall situation is important, and now is not the time to turn around!