"Miss, the eldest prince is waiting in the courtyard and wants to see you."

"The eldest prince?" Shen Qinghe frowned and muttered, she watched Shen Fangrou and the others jumping in front of her eyes all day long, brushing their sense of existence, but she had never seen her own "eldest son".

I heard that her name is Shen Mochen, who is thirteen this year, and she is very valued by her cheap father.

Shen Qinghe raised his eyebrows, he didn't want to know that he was afraid that he and Shen Fangrou were all the way, and he really didn't have the energy to deal with him, so he waved his hand: "I don't see." ”

Thinking about it and thinking about it, there was something inappropriate, so he turned his head and instructed the little maid, "Just say that I am dressing up, and it is inconvenient to see people." ”

The little maid hesitated, blushing and blushing and bold, and said for the eldest prince: "Eldest Miss, the eldest prince is young and promising, and he is good at learning, he has been studying at the Royal Academy outside the capital, and rarely comes back, he is the most kind person, and he is good to us people......

Shen Qinghe didn't care much, she was not interested in anyone related to Han's mother and daughter, so it was better to avoid it as much as possible than to invite them in later to have another dispute.

"Let people go back." Shen Qinghe said coldly.

The little maid replied and bowed down.

But after a while, the little maid trotted in again, holding a rosewood squirt box in her hand, about half the size of a palm.

Without waiting for Shen Qinghe to ask, the little maid had already begun to report: "Miss, this is a gift from the eldest son...... A gift for you. ”

Shen Qinghe was unexpected, since she returned home, no one in the house has ever given her a gift. Han's mother and daughter hated her to the bone, and it was almost the same to send conspiracies and bad words.

Shen Qinghe beckoned to the little maid: "Bring it to me and take a look." ”

"Yes, Miss." The little maid answered, and immediately carefully presented the sandalwood box.

Shen Qinghe took the box, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes to open the lid, only to see that the plain and soft satin was holding two blue earrings, with a jade texture, transparent and pure color. The jade earrings are made into a pair of luan bird styles, and the soft silver is made of hooks, which is very delicate. Just by looking at it, you know that it must be worth a lot.

As the saying goes, stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Shen Qinghe closed the box, pondered for a moment, turned his head sideways and commanded the little maid: "Go and invite the eldest prince in." ”

"Yes!" The little maid spoke briskly and trotted out.

Soon, a slender figure entered the house.

Shen Qinghe raised his eyes and saw a young man in a green shirt appear in front of him.

The young man's sword eyebrows were starry, and his lips were smiling. Dressed in a limestone blue Hangzhou satin brocade robe, his black hair was tied up by a jade crown, and his demeanor was down-and-out, without the slightest restraint and cowardice, which made people sigh: What a rare young man!

Judging by his temperament, he is not as hypocritical as his father Shen Wei, nor is he narrow-minded as his mother Han.

Even Shen Qinghe secretly pondered: Could it be that this bad bamboo can really produce good bamboo shoots? Shen Wei and Han, two worldly people who seek profit, can actually raise a son like a gentleman.

That's a ...... It's weird.

While Shen Qinghe was looking at the eldest prince of the Hou Mansion, the other party was also quietly looking at the half-sister he had never met.

The woman in front of her has a slender jade neck, and her beautiful face is thinly covered with a layer of fat powder, revealing a trace of purity in her beauty. Her eyes are extremely dark, like fine glass black beads, and when she looks at people, she is both attentive and detached, and there is an indescribable feeling that makes people want to explore.

Further up, it is like ink and green silk that is tied into a bun, and there is only a simple hairpin with white bead flowers on the bun, and the whole person is like a clear valley orchid, which makes people forget the vulgarity.

Shen Mochen felt inexplicably close to her, and looking at that charming face, the rhythm of his heartbeat seemed to be out of order.