As soon as Aoki saw Lin Xiaomiao, he bowed, "Madam, the prince invites you to come to the study." ”

At first glance, when she heard Aoki's name, Lin Xiaomiao was stunned, "You...... What do you call me? ”

Aoki's face did not change, "Madam." ”

Lin Xiaomiao seemed to have heard some joke, "Huh? Hahaha...... You call me Madame? You know that I have nothing to do with your family, and you still call me like this, isn't it a joke? ”

Aoki didn't think too much about it, in his cognition, as long as he had a serious visit to his family, it was Madame.

"Madame said that you are laughing, you have already visited the hall with the prince in a serious manner, and that is the serious lady in this house."

Listening to Aoki's serious words, Lin Xiaomiao almost believed that she was the serious lady of this house, but she was still self-aware.

And Ping'er, who came out behind Lin Xiaomiao, was shocked when she heard the conversation between the two, it turned out that this Miss Yun had actually visited the church with the prince of the world.

Although she is not the old man who served in the Jueyang Mansion before, after the rebellion of the King of Jueyang, the prince came back and entered the mansion from the outside.

She is a thoughtful person, thoughtful, and thinks about a lot of things, so she was promoted to the eldest girl so quickly, even if she thought about it a lot, but she never thought that this Miss Yun actually worshiped the prince of the world, and she was the wife of the scumbag of the refugees.

She suppressed the shock in her heart, bowed her head respectfully, and didn't dare to look up at the two people who spoke.

Lin Xiaomiao disagreed: "You don't have to call me like this, the situation was also forced at that time, we were not reluctant, your family has a better marriage now, you call me like this, if someone next to you hears it and tells you the destined person of your family, isn't it a trouble for the prince?" ”

Lin Xiaomiao was also kind enough to think about Duanmu Yi.

But Aoki listened, but for some reason from these heart-wrenching words, he heard that the lady in front of him didn't seem to want to have anything to do with his family's prince, isn't she disgusting the prince?

Aoki denied this slightly absurd idea, in his eyes, his family is the best master in the world, and there is no young lady in this capital who will dislike it, and it should be that she loves the prince.

Aoki still stubbornly shouted: "Madame is too worried, the prince has been waiting for a long time, let's go first." ”

Lin Xiaomiao saw that Aoki was a donkey, and she couldn't listen to what she said, so she simply didn't want to waste her tongue, "Alas, then let's go." ”

Lin Xiaomiao followed Aoki all the way to the door of the study, and Aoki also led people into the room.

"Lord Shizi, Madame has arrived." Aoki leaned over to Duanmu Yi, who was sitting behind his desk.

When Duanmu Yi heard this title, he was also stunned for a moment, this was the first time someone called Lin Xiaomiao his wife in front of him, this feeling was even wonderful, but anyway, he didn't feel repulsed.

Being called Mrs. in front of Duanmu Yi, Lin Xiaomiao was still very unnatural, she was afraid that Duanmu Yi would think too much, it was she who made it her amorous to let Aoki call her like this.

She pursed her lips and felt the need to defend herself, "Lord Shizi, I don't think it's appropriate for Aoki to call me like this. ”

The little satisfaction in Duanmu Yi's heart didn't have time to last for a while before he was shattered by Lin Xiaomiao's words.

He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Xiaomiao coldly: "Why is it inappropriate?" ”

Xu is Duanmu Yi's eyes made her feel weird, but she couldn't say it, she coughed unnaturally, "I obviously don't think it's your wife, Aoki shouted like this, if someone with a heart hears it, it will affect your marriage." ”

What she said was for Duanmuyi's sake, but when Duanmuyi heard it, she felt harsh.

"Really? So, you're still thinking about me? Duanmu Yi looked at Lin Xiaomiao with no expression on his face.

Lin Xiaomiao didn't hear anything wrong with Duanmu Yi's words, and nodded straightly: "Well, I'm thinking about you, no matter what, we can be regarded as having a hard time together." ”

Duanmu Yi was almost laughed at by Lin Xiaomiao, "Heh...... Suffering together? Do you feel that you are suffering with this son, so you think about me like this, should you be grateful to this son? ”

Lin Xiaomiao shook her head: "Don't dare, you are the prince of the world, I am just a peasant girl, how dare you be grateful to me, as long as you give me a letter of harmony, it will be the greatest gratitude to me." ”

In the second half of the sentence, Lin Xiaomiao said very quietly, at least she felt that in the room except for her, Aoki and Duanmu Yi should not be able to hear.

But she was wrong, Duanmu Yi and Aoki were both martial arts practitioners with excellent ears, even if it seemed to her to be extremely quiet muttering, as long as they wanted to hear it, they could hear it clearly.

Unfortunately, when she spoke, both people in the room listened attentively.

So she never expected it, her muttering complaint, which seemed to her to be a very low voice, Duanmu Yi and Aoki could hear it very clearly.

Duanmu Yi's face darkened immediately, and there was a stream of cold air all over his body, and the temperature in the study suddenly dropped.

Lin Xiaomiao didn't have any eyesight, and when she finished saying this, she subconsciously looked at Duanmu Yi, and at a glance saw Duanmu Yi's face that changed in an instant.

She was shocked, this ...... Could it be that Duanmu Yi heard his own muttering?

She was very apprehensive, and she was not sure, this ear power was so good that it was beyond her cognition.

Aoki naturally saw the ugly face of his own prince, and he was very discerning and waved towards Duanmu Yi, "The subordinates will retreat first." ”

After getting Duanmu Yi's nod, he turned around and went out, leaving Duanmu Yi and Lin Xiaomiao alone in a room, which made people feel very tormented.

Duanmu Yi had a dark face, and for a long time, when Lin Xiaomiao was holding back more and more uncomfortable, he spoke, "Come here, polish the ink for this world." ”

Duanmu Yi suppressed the displeasure in his heart and asked Lin Xiaomiao to go over and polish his ink.

"Grinding ink?" Lin Xiaomiao was a little puzzled, "You specifically asked me to come over and polish your ink?" ”

Duanmu Yi nodded, "Then why do you think this son of the world asked you to come over?" There are no idlers in this house. ”

Lin Xiaomiao felt very dissatisfied when she heard this, she still couldn't help it, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't there a scholar who specializes in grinding ink?" Moreover, it is not that I am willing to come to your house to live, if you give me and leave the book, I will leave long ago, so as not to stay here to be an eyesore. ”

She muttered as she walked over to Duanmu Yi's side.

Because Duanmu Yi knew that he couldn't hear anything nice from Lin Xiaomiao's mouth, he didn't deliberately listen to what Lin Xiaomiao said in his mouth, but when Lin Xiaomiao walked in, he heard the last few words, and what didn't stay here to be an eyesore.

He twisted his eyebrows slightly, thinking about what the maid said at the bottom that made her feel that it was an eyesore to stay in this mansion, and he even thought that it was because of the unruly maid in the mansion that she repeatedly proposed to leave?

Duanmu Yi guessed like this, the more he felt that this was right, he felt that maybe he was too lenient on weekdays, so that those maids forgot the rules, and it seemed that it was necessary to rectify the rules of the house.

Lin Xiaomiao had never sharpened ink, and she looked at the black inkstone on the table and felt worried.

In the end, I had to ask Duanmu Yi: "How can this thing be grinded?" I didn't grind the ink. ”

She said dryly, and her tone seemed to carry some grievances.

Duanmu Yi looked at her sideways and said, "You can't grind ink so simply, what else will you do?" ”

Lin Xiaomiao was a little resentful, her tone was a little sarcastic: "I can only cook, I was born so stupid, naturally I can't be born in a golden nest as well as the son of the world, who let me grow up in that countryside since I was a child, my father and mother died early and no one cares, and the family is so poor that I can't open the pot, this is the first time I have seen such a good thing as an inkstone." ”

Duanmu Yi listened to his self-deprecating words, and then remembered Lin Xiaomiao's background.

He was a little annoyed in his heart, but he couldn't say the apologetic words, so he could only say stiffly: "Grinding ink is very simple, just like this." ”

Duanmu Yi personally taught Lin Xiaomiao, stretched out his bony hand, tugged at the wide clothes, picked up the ink ingot, and gently grinded it.

Lin Xiaomiao is smart, and she knows how to polish ink at just one glance.

"I know how to grind the ink, I'll do it."

As she spoke, she reached out and took the ink ingot from Duanmu Yi's hand, Duanmu Yi didn't expect her to come when she said to come, and before she could let go, Lin Xiaomiao's jade-white slender hand shook Duanmu Yi's hand.

Wrapped in a small hand, it feels very soft to the touch.

At this hand, both of them were stunned.

Lin Xiaomiao was startled, and quickly shrank back, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

The soft touch was fleeting, Duanmu Yi's dark eyes blinked, he didn't say anything, and calmly put down the ink ingot in his hand, "Now that you know how to grind ink, let's start over there." ”

Lin Xiaomiao picked up the ink ingot, followed the example of Duanmu Yi, and gently grinded it.

Don't look at this grinding ink is a very small thing, but it is not an easy task to polish the ink well.

The strength of the grinding ink can not be large or small, it has to be gentle, and it is easy to damage the inner surface of the inkstone if it is heavy, and it cannot be ink for a long time if it is light.

Lin Xiaomiao's strength was too gentle, and she had been out of ink for a long time.

Duanmu Yi didn't urge, and waited patiently for Lin Xiaomiao to grind out the ink, and then used the expensive wolf pen to dip the ink and start writing.

Lin Xiaomiao grinded for a while, and then she got a little tired.

I just feel that this grinding ink is too painful, not to mention the sore hands, and the most important thing is that there is no chair to sit on, and I am tired of standing.

Her feet moved and moved, Duanmu Yi felt her irritability, and said, "Concentrate on grinding ink, don't make so many small movements." ”

Lin Xiaomiao pouted: "I'm tired of standing, and my hands are sore......"