Nian's received the durian crisp sent by Ji Wanrong, and immediately blushed with anger and had a thick neck.

"She, what does she mean by that? Is this ironic that I have fallen out of favor? Can't afford a box of crisps? Need to eat a pickled thing from her Shu Fujin? Nian slapped the food box in front of him, and slapped the table a few times angrily, but he was not angry.

Chunjiao stood there and saw that Nian was so unappreciative that she hadn't left yet, so she said something like this.

It's really easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change, so if I knew it, I wouldn't persuade my master to say this.

It's a pity to waste so much effort for such a box of durian crisp.

The durian crisp fell to the ground and had to be broken in half, and the crispy crust on top was crumbled.

Nian's words, Chunjiao naturally wouldn't take the next sentence, just stood there with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Our Shu Fujin is also a good heart, since Nian Side Fujin accepted it, the slave and maid will retire first." ”

Nian looked at the durian crisps scattered on the ground, which were very exquisite, and his heart was dissatisfied.

You must know that even if Ji Wanrong is a Fu Jin, if she doesn't have Yinzhen's favor, where can she afford to eat such a good snack.

It was really because he knew that Ji Wanrong was favored, so Nian was so angry.

It's been so long, and it stands to reason that this favor should fade away.

After all, Ji Wanrong doesn't have a family background like herself, wouldn't the master consider these issues?

"Okay, very good." Nian Shi looked at Chunjiao in front of him, but after a few months of hard work, this maid was very confident when she spoke.

Chun Jiaofu saluted, turned around and went out, and walked out of the Agarwood Courtyard, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Looking back at the closed gate of the Agarwood Courtyard, he took a sip from afar and went towards the Dark Incense Pavilion.

Back in the Dark Fragrance Pavilion, Chunjiao didn't say this to tell Ji Wanrong, after all, the master didn't like that Nian's either.

If you let the master know Nian's attitude, you may not know how angry you will be.

Ji Wanrong's durian crisp was given away, some people liked it and some people didn't.

The children all like to eat, especially Honghui, who went to the Dark Fragrance Pavilion to thank Ji Wanrong.

Looking at such a sensible and polite little brother, Ji Wanrong felt more and more that it was better to be alive.

What's so important about competing for reserves? Honghui has such a benevolent and benevolent character, and he will not be so bad in the future.

What's more, if Honghui is alive, Ji Wanrong will also teach her children not to think about those things.

Changing his point of view since he was a child, as the days go by, it's right, and there is nothing bad about being an idle prince.

Time flies, Ji Wanrong doesn't have time to count how long this summer is, and it is already late autumn in an instant.

Autumn in the capital comes late, but the autumn breeze is rising, and the temperature is colder than the day.

Ji Wanrong felt that the Mid-Autumn Festival had only passed for a long time, and how could she wake up from a few dreams, it was already late autumn.

The leaves of the Dark Incense Pavilion had fallen in the courtyard, and the loquat and banyan trees had been dyed golden yellow.

Only a few leaves hanging here and there are still stubbornly resisting the autumn wind, which looks even more depressed.

The lotus leaves in the pond have long since withered, showing a withered appearance.

Ji Wanrong wanted people to dig it out and throw it away, but Xiao Zhuozi said that when the spring blooms next year, it will be green again.

As soon as the weather was cold, the warm pavilion became a place where Ji Wanrong lived for a long time, and the small attic was too lazy to go.

The autumn wind is not cooler than the summer breeze, blowing on the body, a cold spirit.

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