Chapter 8: The Length of the Narrative (3)

The days passed slowly, and the first time I saw that I practiced painting red in the house for three days in a row, it was very peaceful and obedient, because it was close to the end of the year, and there were many things at home, and my mother had to take care of the affairs of the family, and I had to go to the embroidery room to help, naturally, many trivial things went to Aunt Chen to manage.

At first sight, I knew that Aunt Chen was not very pleasing to her, so I could avoid it as much as possible and no longer cause trouble to my mother.

I heard that Aunt Chen has been very diligent in finding a husband with a good family background for Yu Xueling recently, and when I first saw this, I didn't have too much confidence in Aunt Chen's urgent move to marry Yu Xueling, in private, she naturally hoped that Yu Xueling would marry out quickly, so she didn't have to worry that one day Yu Xueling would see what she was doing, on the other hand, she felt that although Yu Xueling was precocious, she was just a fifteen-year-old girl, and she had a heart, if she was forced to marry by Aunt Chen, I was afraid that it would be a pity in this life.

Sighing, Chu Jian straightened his clothes, cleaned up the notebook and handed it to Lingyu, "Is the carriage ready?" ”

"Ready, girl." Lingyu took the notebook and put it on the shelf behind the bookcase, where there was already a thick stack of notebooks.

"Let's go." Chu Jian rubbed her eyebrows, today she was going to Jingrongzhai to take class, before she thought that she was taking classes with many girls' families, she could listen to some gossip about this society, and now she learned that it was Qin Zhen who taught her alone, and her interest immediately decreased by one hundred and eighty points, not to mention that Qin Zhen didn't know what to always test on her, it felt very weird.

"Girl, aren't you going to take this big piece with you?" Lingyu pointed to the neatly stacked black big on the soft couch, this half a month, the girl sewed the big one as soon as she was free, and asked the lady for embroidery techniques, her fingertips were pricked and pricked with needles, she was distressed to see it, and persuaded the girl to choose one in the dress building, or let her sew it on her behalf, who knew that the girl swore that she didn't believe that she couldn't get a big one, so she finally made a big one, although the handiwork is not exquisite, but with the girl's enthusiasm and focus, This piece looks better than any other.

The first time I saw biting her lip flap and staring at the big one, it was going to be given to Qi Zhen, and her mother misunderstood that she was because she liked Qi Zhen, so she wanted to sew the big one for him, but she firmly thought that this was what she would do it herself in order to show her sincerity, she used to be a fashion designer, and sewing was actually not very difficult for her, but it was ...... Well, that's really difficult, because in modern times she usually sews clothes with a sewing machine instead of stitches by hand, however, she is still very satisfied with this big piece, she added a layer of cotton at the neckline, which is equivalent to a scarf, which can prevent the neck from getting cold, she originally wanted to add some modern pop elements to it, but then she thought about it or gave up, this feudal society, she didn't want to challenge the minimum without absolute certainty.

"Don't bring it, let's talk about it when we have a chance." Hatsumi thought about it and shook her head, she suddenly felt embarrassed.

When Lingyu heard this, she looked at her first meeting in surprise, and then chuckled, "The girl's big sword is going to be given to the prince, right?" ”

When I saw it for the first time, my face was hot, and I glared at Lingyu, "It's ...... It wasn't given to him, who told you to give it to Qi Zhen? ”

Lingyu covered her mouth and smiled, "The slave is wrong, she shouldn't have said that she told the girl's thoughts." ”

First sight stomped her feet, "You dead girl." ”

Lingyu was busy begging for mercy, "Girl, don't be angry, it's not early at this time, let's hurry up and go to Jingrongzhai." ”

The first time I saw the sudden special conspicuous Da Yu on the soft couch, I felt strange for a while, and I sped up my pace to leave the Eyebrow Garden, the swelling and pain in her feet and cheeks had disappeared, although the pain was gone, but she felt that there was still a gap between her and Master Yu, but they would try to avoid those sharp topics in front of their mother, what she said to Master Yu in Hanyuan that day, she knew that Master Yu was put in her heart, and she would not forget the resentful eyes when Master Yu looked at her that day.

The problem between Xiaoyu and her father for the first time, I'm afraid it's not a matter of one or two days, after years of accumulation, each other is unwilling to take a step back, and now she has become Yu's first meeting, I don't know where the problem between them is, even if I want to improve the relationship between father and daughter, I'm afraid it's not easy.

With a sigh, Hatsumi walked out of the Eyebrow Garden, through a weeping flower arch, and then through a garden is the back door.

At first sight, his footsteps slowed down, and he looked at the figure standing on the white jade steps in the garden and looking up at the sky, and his graceful posture looked a little lonely in the breeze.

The way forward of the "sister" was blocked, and the first sight could only greet Yu Xueling who was standing on the steps.

Yu Xueling's eyebrows raised suddenly, and she looked at Chu Jian with a smile, "Where are you going when you first see this?" ”

"The second girl is in a hurry to go to class." Lingyu on the side was worried that she would be late for the first time and go to Jingrongzhai, so she was anxious to speak.

Yu Xueling glanced at Lingyu lightly, "Are the maid rings in the Eyebrow Garden so big and small?" ”

Lingyu's tone was stagnant, angry but not daring to speak.

Chujian smiled, "Sister, don't be surprised, Lingyu didn't mean to contradict, it's really not too early, we have to rush to Jingrongzhai, can my sister give me a way?" When she first saw Yu Xueling, she had endured it again and again, she knew that she must have told her father that Qi Ling sent her back that night, although the matter had passed, but she believed that Yu Xueling would not stop there.

"It's really enviable to be able to go to Jingrongzhai for class." Yu Xueling's smile was still the same, but she didn't intend to give way at all.

"With my sister's qualifications and talents, even if I don't go to Jingrongzhai, I am better than many people." At first sight, there was no trace of impatience in his tone, but he still said to Yu Xueling with a polite smile and gentleness.

Yu Xueling was silent for a moment, her eyes looked into the distance, as if she remembered something sad, her pupils contracted deeply, and she whispered, "Do you know that the exam is over?" ”

When I first saw and heard this, I screamed in surprise, and then I smiled as bright as a rose, "Ah, is it over?" ”

"You don't know?" The corners of Yu Xueling's mouth were hooked, and she opened a bitter smile.

"Uh," Hatsumi laughed a few times, "I've been busy practicing calligraphy lately, and I haven't paid attention to what's happening outside." She really didn't know how many days it would take.

"You don't care about him at all, but I value him more than I do everything, why does he only have you in his heart?" Yu Xueling looked at Chu Jian coldly, her eyes were full of jealousy.

"You misunderstood, the relationship between me and Cui Ziyin is just friendship, nothing else." When I first saw Wen Sheng's explanation, I didn't want Yu Xueling to misunderstand.

Yu Xueling snorted and turned sideways, "Even if he has you in his heart, I will never give up." ”

Chujian sighed, "Sister, please." After finishing speaking, I went down the steps for the first time, walked out the back door without looking back, and went to Jingrong Zhai.