Tian Xiang brought the little maids over to cloth the vegetables, and introduced with great interest: "This snow fungus fish bone soup is specially made by the slave maid for the young lady, which is very replenishing and conducive to growing taller." ”

Shen Miaoyan looked at the soup that exuded a strong bone fragrance, and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, is she short?

Tian Xiang didn't seem to see her embarrassed expression, and continued to crit: "Miss does look a little smaller than her peers, like a bean sprout." But it doesn't matter, the slave will definitely make more tonic soup for Miss in the future, and strive to make up for Miss Miss! ”

Shen Miaoyan held her forehead, well, she knew that she looked like she was ten years old at most, but she didn't look like a bean sprout!

Besides, some people are born with a late development, and she was born with it!

Jun Tianlan was on the side, elegantly eating a jasper bean sprout on the plate into his mouth, and agreed with Tian Xiang's words in his heart, the little girl was indeed like a bean sprout.

At this moment, Xiuhe, who was standing behind Shen Miaoyan, suddenly knelt down with a thud: "It's all the slave's fault!" Please don't blame Miss Shen! ”

The whole room looked over, Miss Shen didn't grow taller, what did it matter to her?!

Xiuhe sobbed softly: "The master's notebook was not splashed by Miss Shen with water!" It's the slave, it's the slave who accidentally knocked over the water cup and got it wet! Miss Shen, she doesn't know anything! ”

Her words had a taste of wanting to cover up, and to everyone's ears, it seemed that she was apologizing for Shen Miaoyan.

Shen Miaoyan slowly took a sip of the snow fungus fish bone soup that was fragrant for her, and her tender bun face was full of innocence: "What is Sister Xiuhe saying, why can't I understand?" The National Teacher's calligraphy is obviously intact, how can you say that it is wet? ”

Xiuhe was stunned and looked at Jun Tianlan, but saw that he was half-hanging his eyes and his expression was indifferent, not like he had been destroyed.

She knelt on the ground, her hands clutching the hem of her skirt, a little overwhelmed.

She obviously got the notebook wet and wanted to blame Shen Miaoyan, how could the notebook still be intact?!

That's not right!

When she was puzzled, Shen Miaoyan blinked her eyes and said, "Sister Xiuhe, why did you say that the calligraphy was wet?" ”

Xiuhe's face was blue and white for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

The eyes of the people around him gradually changed, and none of the people present were confused, this matter must have been deliberately done by Xiuhe, who wanted to be in front of the master, so be a good person and bite Miss Shen.

"Slave, slave and maid probably misremembered......" Xiuhe sighed and explained.

Shen Miaoyan suddenly put down the soup bowl, took a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, and directly tore the matter to show people:

"I thought that Sister Xiuhe really wanted to reconcile with me...... But I didn't expect that you actually wanted to frame me! You must be holding a grudge against me because of what happened the other day and want to get revenge on me...... It turns out that your gesture in the yard in the morning was all for others to see! I'm sorry, I'm still racking my brains, thinking about what gift to give you back......"

Crying so badly, she jumped out of her chair, covered her face with her sleeves, and ran to her room.

At all, Xiuhe is not given a chance to explain and turn around.

The flower hall was quiet, and all the maids knelt down, holding their breath.

Jun Tianlan still used dinner elegantly.

Xiuhe sat slumped on the ground, his eyes full of confusion.

She hadn't come to her senses yet, she had obviously wet the notebook with her own hands, just to blame Shen Miaoyan, so that she would lose the favor of her master.

But, but ......

She thought, suddenly stunned, and looked up at Jun Tianlan incredulously, is it the master? Is the master deliberately shielding Shen Miaoyan?

Master, he values Shen Miaoyan?!

But Shen Miaoyan is just the daughter of a criminal minister, and she is not as good as her own young lady at all, why can she be valued by her master?!

Her face was full of confusion and fear, and she couldn't figure it out.

Jun Tianlan finished dinner, cleaned his hands, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Xiuhe planted a frame-up, disturbed the cleanliness of the house, and died with a cane." ”

A sentence of "cane death", he said lightly.

No one in the flower hall dared to plead, and the guards came in and pulled down Xiuhe, who was still dazed.

About the mouth was stuffed, and after a while, a woman's muffled screams of pain sounded in the courtyard outside.

The muffled scream faded until it was completely silent.

Jun Tianlan got up and went to the bedroom with an indifferent face.

Shen Miaoyan sat in the east compartment, holding an embroidered soft pillow with a trance-like expression.

She knew what would happen to Xiuhe.

She touched the bed, and during the day, Xiuhe was still sleeping here......

"Grind." A muffled voice came from outside.

Shen Miaoyan walked outside, raised his feet and wanted to step on the small bench, but his legs were weak, and he held on to the corner of the table before he stood up.

Jun Tianlan glanced at her, her little face was very pale, probably frightened.

He took out a piece of rice paper and picked a slightly thinner brush on the pen stand: "Hold it." ”

Shen Miaoyan was stunned and reached out to hold the brush.

Jun Tianlan stood behind her, his big palm on her small hand, and adjusted her posture of holding the pen.

Shen Miaoyan looked up at him in surprise, but it was facing his resolute chin.

Jun Tianlan held her hand, dipped the brush in ink, brushed it on the edge of the inkstone, skimmed off the excess ink, and slowly put the pen on the rice paper.

There was a thin callus on his palm, and Shen Miaoyan felt that the back of her hand was a little itchy.

After a moment's effort, four big words jumped on the paper: "Cut the grass and eradicate the roots".

Shen Miaoyan looked up at him again, his eyes were ignorant: "National teacher, I only know the word 'grass'." ”

Jun Tianlan was silent for a moment and said, "Cut the grass and eradicate the roots." ”

"Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots?" Shen Miaoyan's gaze fell on the paper, and a haze flashed in his eyes, "I know what this means." The national teacher thinks that when I was at the gate of the mansion yesterday, I didn't drive Xiuhe away, so I caused today's incident, didn't I? ”

"Hmm." He responded lightly, changed a piece of rice paper, held her hand, and continued to write.

Shen Miaoyan was a little absent-minded: "After I slept well in the afternoon, I secretly replaced the notebook she wetted. National teacher, thank you for believing in me. ”

Jun Tianlan was silent, the tip of the pen wandered, and Shen Miaoyan's name fell on the paper.

Shen Miaoyan looked at the three words that were powerful and beautiful on the back of the paper, and there was a moment of trance.

In her memory, her father taught her to write her name countless times.

It's just that at that time, I was only thinking about the good scenery in the garden, and I didn't want to study hard, and I was often so angry that my father blew his beard and glared.

Now she wants to study hard, but her father is no longer there.

She thought about it, and suddenly raised her head, "Chu Yunjian wants to kill me, just to cut the grass and eradicate Shen Guogong, isn't it?" ”

Jun Tianlan was silent.

Shen Miaoyan looked at his deep narrow eyes, and his voice was crisp but serious: "National teacher, he knows the meaning of cutting grass and eradicating roots, but I also know the meaning of 'a spark can start a prairie fire'." National teacher, I just burned the little spark between Chu Yun. ”