Xie Yuanniang's style and words really don't match what the woman in the boudoir does, but sometimes what she says is really the essence.

This kind of temperament, after a long time of understanding the truth, I can't hate it.

Dong Shi is from Shangshu Mansion, she is a real noblewoman, she has grown up with the etiquette of being a high-ranking lady since she was a child, she is generous and decent between her fingers, although her face is elegant at this time, she also has a hint of smile.

As a woman in the boudoir, she can live so wantonly and indulgently, and she is not happy to live.

It's a pity that she doesn't have such courage.

Yang Yueqing's face flushed.

Yang Zhaodi's eyes can kill, but when she touched her sister's sharp gaze, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

Xie Wenhui first smiled, and then frowned, it was not good to let Xie Yuanniang offend people like this outside, and she didn't want Yang Mansion to think that Xie Mansion was easy to bully, she straightened the patterns on her sleeves, and only stared at Yang Zhaodi without looking at Yang Yueqing, "On weekdays, I don't see anyone who looks up and looks down, Sister Yang was born in the Shilang Mansion, and the number of upbringing etiquette is not comparable to that of a small portal like our Xie Mansion, even so, Sister Yang doesn't have to humiliate Yuan Niang with these unpopular small means." Even if Yang Gongzi of your mansion is spoiled by the old lady, but my sister should not forget that my mother was born in the Confucian family in Jiangnan, and she can't do anything like selling her daughter to marry her daughter to a concubine. ”

Yang Zhaodi's eyes were red, Yang Yueqing's face also changed, where can she still take care of her son, "What Sister Hui said is exactly what I want to say, not to mention Kong Daru, it is the fame of Yuanniang Jinling Shuangzhu, and it is not what my brother who came out of the concubine can think of." ”

When you are a guest in someone else's house, you naturally can't make things too stiff.

Xie Wenhui saw that the other party admitted his mistake, smiled and did not be aggressive anymore.

Su Yingying has a good relationship with Yang Yueqing in private, after all, Yang Yueqing has a girlfriend like the county lord of Nanrong, so she also because she and Yang Yueqing can often get close to the county prince's mansion, she doesn't want Yang Yueqing to be embarrassed, so she immediately stood up and said that the garden was almost arranged, and took everyone to the garden.

This is the end of the day.

Su Yingying is Dong Shi on one side, Yang Yueqing on the other, she says funny things from time to time, just thinking about bringing the embarrassment just now, followed by Ruan Yixin and Bai Jianxi, behind them are Yang Zhaodi and Ruan Yafang who are hanging their heads, and finally the Xie family sisters.

Xie Wenhui deliberately slowed down and lowered his voice to talk to Xie Yuanniang, "Beat the water dog, don't mention what happened just now for a while, so that you can show that you are generous in the eyes of others, don't chase after it, lose your dignity." ”

Xie Yuanniang swept her and nodded.

She found that as long as it was for the sake of Xie Fu's affairs, Xie Wenhui still treated her with some sincerity, and then sneered again, and just a few words of concern made her feel that the other party was a good person, and she was really coaxing.

After telling him, Xie Wenhui hurried forward and hurried forward.

The garden of Sufu is very large, the pavilions and pavilions are all complete, the most distinctive thing is that the garden is mostly a rockery with towering stones piled up like pillars, and the camellia is planted under this, after walking in, it seems to have walked into a mountain, and the camellia is just embellished.

This kind of design is really unique.

Xie Yuanniang has lived two lives, and she feels that today has opened her eyes.

"You should be careful for a while, if the Su family doesn't return the account book, and invite us to the mansion today, there must be other plans." Xie Wenhui reminded in a whisper and went forward.

She doesn't care about Xie Yuanniang, but if something happens to Xie Yuanniang, Xie Fu will be involved, she just cares about Xie Fu.

Xie Yuanniang looked at the figure walking away and smiled.

What can Sioux House design? is nothing more than calculating her reputation, if Su Fu dares to mess around, she will be able to stir up Su Fu and see who suffers in the end.

A group of women today the Xie family sisters are the most beautiful, people standing in the flowers but more delicate than flowers, people are easy to find, Su Yingying walked in front and glanced back from time to time, turned around and lowered her eyes.

In the rockery forest, the vision is also wide when you walk to the middle, there are square tables and pastries and tea for the banquet in the open space, and there are pen, ink and paper on the table on the side, and the figure of the girl shuttles in the middle.

"Just looking at the camellia, I always feel that it is too monotonous, I made the decision to let people prepare pen and ink, last year the sake buried under the tea tree also dug out two pots, both said that the wine is poetic, let's try this sentence today." Su Yingying pointed to the wine jugs on each square table, "Fruity, I don't know how it tastes, don't be polite, feel free to sit down." ”

The square table is placed on the carpet, and the cushion is placed in the place where you sit, which can be regarded as sitting on the ground, so that it has a special mood.

The Xie sisters were too powerful before, and Su Yingying's attitude was not right, who was willing to be next to them, Ruan Yafang was a concubine, and she didn't dare to rob others, so she could only fall behind and sit next to the Xie sisters.

Xie Yuanniang didn't look down on Ruan Yafang, "Cousin Ruan, why don't we two change positions." ”

Ruan Yafang's gentle face was broken, "What the second sister said is that I blame me for not thinking well, I am a concubine, and I should sit below you." I'm sorry. ”

People got up and gave way, and they have been carefully making amends, and when she did this, in the eyes of others, it was naturally Xie Yuanniang who oppressed people with her identity.

Xie Yuanniang, "Hey, if you know it's weird, shut up, didn't Second Aunt Ruan tell you not to learn the methods of these little families, don't think about ruining other people's reputations every day?" ”

not only pierced Ruan Yafang's green tea and style, but also reflected Yang Zhaodi, who was watching the excitement, after all, there were also Yang sisters who had just used those small methods that did not enter the stream.

Yang Zhaodi grinned at the corner of her mouth and was about to burst into laughter, but she was slapped to death halfway, and she stared at Xie Yuanniang with poisonous eyes.

All:..... Xie Yuanniang wants to be arrogant, and she really doesn't give anyone face.

Ruan Yafang's eyes were red.

Ruan Yixin on the opposite side only felt ashamed, "Don't be ashamed, don't sit down." ”

Ruan Yafang forcibly held back her tears and walked to the square table at the end.

Su Yingying, who was sitting at the top, flashed a flash of joy in her eyes, and she was afraid of being seen, so she turned her head and talked to the people around her, hiding her excitement.

Xie Wenhui twisted his brows, annoyed that Xie Yuanniang was willful, at this time, he didn't want to think about the calculations of the Soviet Mansion, and he still cared about these.

After Xie Yuanniang sat down, she glanced at Su Yingying, who was sitting above, and then her eyes fell back to Ruan Yafang, who was sitting at the square table below, and she spit out softly, and said to herself, "I suddenly remembered a story." ”

Immediately, as well as everyone who spoke, their eyes fell on Xie Yuanniang.

Su Yingying really couldn't figure out Xie Yuanniang's intentions today, but she knew that it would be nothing good for her to open her mouth, so she wanted to change the topic, "The camellia in the garden was transplanted from Jiangnan by my father, and he took care of it himself on weekdays, for fear that the next person would not be able to do it." The evening is actually the best, with a faint smell of camellia flowers and the sound of birds..."