Jasmine waited for Wen Hongying to clean her hands, and looked at Wen Hongying's expression with anticipation, until she finished cleaning her hands, but saw that Wen Hongying's face was always a faint look, she bit her lip and thought for a while, then patted her forehead, and suddenly realized: "Look at the slave's brain, Miss Yingbiao, you have already used "delicate". ”

Wen Hongying didn't use it, but she just smiled faintly and didn't refute Jasmine's words.

"What a stupid slave!" Jasmine was annoyed, slapped her forehead again, and sneered: "Miss Yingbiao must use delicate and clean hands every day, oops, look at the stupid brain of the slave!" Oh, by the way, the slave maid remembered, just a few days ago, our young lady was talking to the slave maid, saying that she wanted to ask Miss Yingbiao what she thought of delicateness. ”

"Ask me?" Wen Hongying asked quietly, "What do you young ladies want to ask me?" ”

"Oh, that's right, Miss Yingbiao, do you think that the softening you used just now is the same as the one you used before," Jasmine leaned a little closer, lowered her voice, and said, "Even when Du Guifei was still there, compared with the severity at that time, do you think there is anything different?" ”

Wen Hongying wiped her hands for a moment, and couldn't help thinking in her heart, it turned out that as early as when Du Guifei was alive, she looked down on Wei Ya, but she used a tribute that she had never seen before, at this moment, there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, like jealousy, like envy, more like something else, in short, it was very uncomfortable.

Jasmine peeked at Wen Hongying, and said: "When this delicate was just developed, the Red Sleeve Fragrance Society secretly gave a piece to the second lady, and the second lady felt sorry for our miss, so she rewarded our young lady with ......" Jasmine explained in detail, and then said distressedly: "However, the slave always feels that the current delicate and the previous one, there is always a little bit of difference in fragrance, and our young lady also said that the feeling of using it is also different from before, but the second lady said that it is the same, so, Our young lady whispered to the slave maid in private, saying that she wanted to ask Miss Yingbiao, Miss Yingbiao, what do you think? Is there a difference between the current delicate and the old? ”

"Poor, almost." Wen Hongying stiffened her face, gritted her teeth, and whispered a lie to a maid, her heart was sore and painful.

Jasmine saw that Wen Hongying's face was a little wrong, thinking of Miss Wen's temper, she didn't dare to ask questions anymore, and when she saw Agarwood standing aside, she couldn't help but ask: "Sister Agarwood, what do you think, is there a difference between the previous delicate and the current delicate?" ”

Agarwood glanced at her young lady, shook her head, and stammered and replied, "No, no, no." ”

"Really?" Jasmine said to herself, "But our young lady and I both think there are some differences......

"Smack!"

The towel was thrown into the basin of water with great force, and the water splashed Jasmine's face.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Jasmine looked at Wen Hongying's back blankly, not knowing where she provoked Miss Wen, but Agarwood followed in a hurry.

On the way back to the flower hall.

Jasmine may have been afraid of touching Wen Hongying's anger again, so she just followed Wen Hongying and Agarwood from a distance.

Approaching the Flower Hall.

Ascending a step, the conversation between Cao and Wei Ya came faintly.

Suddenly, Wen Hongying paused, because she clearly heard her name.

Another step up.

"Do you think you're that Wen Hongying? Was it destined to be Mrs. Hou's life as soon as he was born? ”

Cao's voice came out clearly.

Wen Hongying turned around and glanced at the agarwood behind her.

Agarwood understood, took a few steps back lightly, and then hurried back to stop Jasmine, I don't know what to say, only to see Jasmine glanced at the direction of the flower hall suspiciously, and then gradually walked away with Agarwood.

"I don't need to be reminded by my mother, I know that my identity can't be compared with Cousin Ying, but, but ......" Wei Ya's choked tone was filled with unwillingness.

"But what? What are you not satisfied with? He is also the son of the Shilang family, although he is not the eldest son, but he has real talent and learning......"

"I, I ......"

"Now you can take Qiao'er, all relying on the name of your third uncle, but you have to see clearly, you are not the daughter of Zhen Guohou after all......"

"Why, why ......" Wei Ya cried, as if her heart had been desolate to the extreme.

"That is, I feel sorry for you, so I said these words to you, the ladies in the other mansions, which ones do not follow the words of their parents and sons, just say that your cousin Ying is good, although she was born as the future wife of the Zhenguo Houfu, but on the surface, don't everyone pretend not to know about it......"

Wen Hongying leaned close to the door and listened with bated breath.

"I'm just unwilling, I'm so good with Cousin Ying, but after getting married, there is so much difference, Cousin Ying is a dignified Mrs. Shizi, but I ......"

"Hey, this is also something that can't be forced, but, you, don't be in a hurry to envy your cousin Ying, I'm now, I'm most worried about her......"

Cao's long sigh rang out in the room.

"What does my mother mean by this, why should I worry about Cousin Ying, what's wrong with Cousin Ying?"

"Hey!" The sigh returned.

Wen Hongying's heart also jumped a few times, and at this moment, she couldn't wait to push the door in and ask for clarity.

"Mother, say it quickly!" Wei Ya urged: "Why are you worried about Cousin Ying, what happened to Cousin Ying?" ”

"Mother thinks, nine times out of ten, your aunt is going to regret her marriage."

"What! Repentance!? Wei Ya exclaimed, "Why do you regret your marriage? How can you repent of your marriage! Didn't my mother say that Cousin Ying would marry into the house and be the wife of the prince in the next two years? How could my aunt regret her marriage at this time? Mother, didn't you make a mistake? ”

"How could my mother be mistaken, the last time we met, how special your aunt was to Wei Man, you didn't see it, I, I realized that something was wrong at that time, sure enough, as soon as your aunt came out of our mansion, there was news in the Xi Garden that Wei Man was going to marry into the Ning Guohou Mansion, you think, for no reason, how could there be such a rumor in Mrs. Tai's courtyard? It must have been overheard by someone when your aunt and Mrs. Tai were discussing, and that's when the news came out......"

Wen Hongying covered her aching chest with her hands, thinking to herself, no wonder she always felt that the attitude of her grandmother and the subordinates of Xiyuan who came over this time was a little strange, it turned out that ......

"It's impossible, mother, if Wei Man marries his cousin, then Cousin Ying won't be able to marry into our house!"

"Isn't that what it is! If your aunt really made Wei Man her daughter-in-law, your cousin Ying would not be able to be the wife of the prince...... If my mother remembers correctly, your Ying cousin is already a seventeen-year-old girl this year, and the age of her daughter's family is the most unbearable, with your Ying cousin's conditions, I don't know if you want to marry the son ......of the Lang family that you just looked down on. ”

"Ahh It's so serious! Wei Ya exclaimed: "Mother, what should Cousin Ying do?" ”

"Hey, how does my mother know......"

Suddenly there was a "thorn!" from outside the door. With a sound, Cao Shi and Wei Ya in the room frowned.

"Mother, Cousin Ying is so pitiful......" Wei Ya sighed while listening to the noise outside the house.

"Who said it wasn't, your aunt just felt sorry for her son and didn't feel sorry for her daughter......"

A soft knock sounded at the door.

Cao Shi and Wei Ya glanced at each other, and the two of them sat up straight.

"Come in." Cao's Road.

The door was pushed open, and the eldest girl beside Cao's side, Yunshi, walked in, only to see her squatting and saluting, and then smiled brightly, and said: "Mrs. Yu, Miss Yingbiao has gone back, and the slave and maid look at it, it looks very bad." ”

……

Wei Man held a few blooming red plums, walked into the courtyard of the third room, and saw a slender cyan figure walking in the distance.

That is clearly Wei Bai's eldest son, the second young master of Zhenguo Houfu, Wei Yan, and it is very likely that he will be the future prince of Zhenguo Houfu.

Wei Man stopped and asked Xia Lan beside him, "Is today the second young master's rest day?" ”

Xia Lan quickly calculated in her heart and replied, "No." He looked at the sky again, and said suspiciously: "Even if it is a day of rest, the second young master should not return home at this hour." ”

With just these few words, the second young master Wei Yan has already come to Wei Man.

"Third sister."

"Second brother."

The two saluted each other.

"Did the second brother just come back?" Seeing that Wei Yan's clothes were brand new, and his temples were still moist after washing, thinking that he had just returned home, Wei Man asked with a smile.

"yes, just came back." Wei Yan responded, glanced at the red plum in Wei Man's arms, and said dryly: "The third sister has just come back from the plum garden." ”

Wei Man looked at the second brother in front of him with his head lowered and obviously not good at dealing with girls, if he looked at it alone, Wei Yan didn't look much like Wei Bai, but his aura was like his father.

"Seeing that the plum blossoms are blooming well, I picked a few, and the second brother is ......"

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master, Second Young Master......"

Wei Man looked for prestige, only to see a tall maid in a green dress, panting and running close while calling Wei Yan.

Wei Yan's thick eyebrows furrowed very quickly.

"Miss, it's Sister Bai Qi next to the second young master." Xia Lan reminded softly.

Bai Qian finally ran to Wei Yan's side, first glanced at Wei Yan worriedly, and then hurriedly saluted Wei Man.

"Third Miss."

Bai Qi raised her head and smiled softly, her face still had a flush after running, and her eyebrows and beautiful appearance were a little coquettish.

"I'm going to say hello to my grandmother, it's cold, so let's go back quickly." Wei Yan said goodbye.

"Second brother walk slowly." Wei Man said busily.

Akihiko strode away.

Bai Qi hurriedly followed.

After a while, Bai Qi's voice came again, "Second Young Master, you slow down, Second Young Master ......"

Wei Man fiddled with a red plum in his hand and looked in the direction in which Wei Yan disappeared.

"What is Miss looking at?" Xia Lan looked at it again and again, and asked suspiciously.

Sniffing the plum fragrance, "Xia Lan," Wei Man asked leisurely, "At this time, did Miss Biao leave?" ”