Seeing Ji Wanrong like this, the Li family was not sure for a while.

Her face was gloomy, and her eyes were not as bright and gentle as they had just been.

But she still smiled, and people couldn't find fault with it.

Ji Wanrong lowered her head and didn't look at it, just waiting for Li Shi to go out by herself.

You must know that in Li's eyes, he completely treats her kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

"You...... Let's go back. Li looked at Ji Wan for a long time.

Seeing where she was like a wooden pestle, motionless, I couldn't help but feel tired.

Ji Wanrong knew that this would be the case, and immediately whispered, "Thank you Li for your grace, the slave and maid retreated." ”

As she finished speaking, she turned and walked out the door, with an undetectable smile on her lips.

Walking out of Xiaoxiang Garden, Ji Wanrong's pace was a little more cheerful.

Chunjiao supported her, but her face was nervous, "Gege, are you okay?" ”

"It's okay, what can you do in your family?" Ji Wanrong said arrogantly, "Which time didn't you turn the danger into a disaster?" ”

"That's right, Gege has been much luckier than before since he got sick." Chunjiao nodded again and again, and then said thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Ji Wanrong paused.

If it weren't for Chunjiao's words, she almost forgot that she was not really Wanrong.

Just now, I was only thinking about how to protect my body, but I forgot that my body belongs to someone else.

Ji Wanrong smiled bitterly, and didn't say anything more, and the two of them walked slowly towards Lixiangyuan.

After walking a few steps, suddenly dark clouds gathered and the wind blew fiercely.

Ji Wanrong looked at the sky, and then looked at the quarter-hour distance in front of her, and couldn't help but regret it a little.

"It's not going to rain, is it?" Although Ji Wanrong didn't believe it, her body was very honest and walked fast.

Chunjiao also trotted to follow, and said anxiously, "Gege, why don't we go to the pavilion in Cuihu to hide from the rain?" ”

"No, you don't." Ji Wanrong doesn't want to go to that kind of place, what if she keeps going down?

"Then ......" Chun Jiao looked at Ji Wanrong in embarrassment, "Gege, your body is not well yet, how can it rain?" ”

"Isn't it still down yet? Let's run faster! Ji Wanrong took Chunjiao's hand and ran in the yard.

It's really not very well-behaved, but it's better than being a soup chicken, it's still bad rules.

Before the two of them could reach Lixiangyuan, the rain of beans fell from the sky and fell on them.

Feeling the cold rain falling on her face, Ji Wanrong's steps were a little faster.

Seeing that the pouring rain was about to fall, there were two small figures running in the distance.

It was only when it got closer and closer that Ji Wanrong saw clearly that it was cardamom and perilla.

"Gege, the slave has brought an umbrella to Gege." Cardamom rushed forward with an oil-paper umbrella, looked at Ji Wanrong and said, "Sister Zisu really guessed right, Gege is on the way at this time." ”

Listening to Cardamom's words, Ji Wanrong remembered that before she went out, Zi Su asked her to bring an umbrella.

Hey, why don't you listen to persuasion? If it weren't for the cleverness of the two little girls, she would definitely become a soup chicken.

Zi Su stepped forward to hold an umbrella for Chunjiao, and looked at Ji Wanrong and said humbly, "Gege forgive the sin, the slave went out late, so Gege was drenched in the rain." ”

Looking at Zisu's appearance, Ji Wanrong seemed to see herself in a trance, no matter what she thought in her heart, she always had to pretend to be humble.