Chapter 82: An An is angry

Liang Mingyu bit her lip, "I feel that you are quite partial to her." ”

Shen Juncheng's tone was calm, "That's your delusion, I'm just talking about things, you know, my cousin is not an unreasonable person, she didn't do anything, why did I torture her for no reason?" ”

"Okay, let's eat, what do girls like or dislike, and I don't know if I'm ashamed."

Liang Mingyu stuck out his tongue and silently picked up the rice.

Liang Guangwen looked at Cheng'er and did not speak.

After the meal, Liang Guangwen wanted to regulate Shen Juncheng's body, and yesterday he used Sangdong, although the poison faded, but it accidentally caused the Gu poison in his body, and he hurriedly came to him, and he also wanted Liang Guangwen to suppress him again.

Liang Mingyu went to Yilian Pavilion sullenly, curling the long hair on his chest all the way, sullen.

Shuangman followed beside him and said with concern: "Miss Yu'er, are you still angry about the morning?" ”

Liang Mingyu pouted, not only in the morning, but also in his cousin's attitude just now.

She snorted in a gloomy manner, her expression very sad.

Frost's eyes turned, and she suddenly approached and said a plan, a plan that would make her angry.

Liang Mingyu just heard that it was feasible, but then he remembered his cousin's words and shook his head, "Shuangman, my cousin won't let me provoke that Su An'an." ”

Frost was full of surprise, the son actually protected that Su An'an?

Liang Mingyu found a gazebo and sat down, and immediately said what was happening at the dinner table.

Shuangman and Liang Mingyu are on the same front, and they all think that this is still Su An'an's plan, and they will advance by retreating.

I'm afraid that the young master has been deceived.

Men, in the final analysis, will be a little more tolerant of beautiful and weak women, so Su Anan must have taken advantage of this.

Liang Ming knocked on the table angrily.

Shuangman pondered for a while, then leaned over and said, "Then move the green smoke." ”

Shuang Man observed for a long time, this Su An'an cared about Cuiyan very much, perhaps, moving Cuiyan was more pleasant than moving Su An'an directly.

And you can also give her a dismount, let her be more restrained, don't think that she is called a young lady, she is really the master of Shen Zhuang.

Liang Mingyu's eyes lit up, yes, why didn't she think about it.

The cousin said that if he didn't provoke Su An'an, he should be fine with Cui Yan.

She immediately thanked Shuang Man sweetly, and then hurried to the kitchen.

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After Su An'an had lunch, he went to study Wen Daozi's painting style again.

She looked at which painting she chose, which was more suitable for Gu Xiu.

About half an hour later, she selected a few, rolled them up and planned to bring them to Yao Niang next time, and read the book for a while.

When she moved, she found that her shoulders and neck were a little sore, and she subconsciously shouted, "Cuiyan, come and help me pinch it, my neck is so sore." ”

"Cuiyan?"

For a long time, there was no response.

Su Anan turned around, only to find that there was no one at the door.

She got up, walked to the door and shouted a few more times, "Cui Yan? ”

Still no response.

She had a bad premonition and walked to the door, "Ah Liang." ”

Li Liang was guarding the gate, and when he saw that the young lady had come out, he hurriedly said, "What do you have to say about the young lady?" ”

Su Anan asked, "What about Cui Yan?" ”

"Sister Cuiyan?"

Li Liang recalled that it seemed that Sister Cuiyan went to the kitchen to deliver tableware after lunch and still hasn't come back.

Su An was relieved, and immediately lifted his skirt to the kitchen, and Li Liang hurriedly followed.

When they arrived at the kitchen, a group of servant women were choosing vegetables and chattering, and they gathered together in twos and threes.

Su Anan asked directly: "Did anyone see where Cuiyan went?" ”

A servant woman in her early thirties was holding a half-pinched bean, as if she wanted to get something back, and another mother-in-law hurriedly bumped her elbow, and then said with a smile: "Young lady Hui, Miss Cuiyan went back directly after delivering the tableware." ”

Su An shook her eyes suddenly, and the delicate young lady glared, and she also had a bit of momentum, which frightened the mother-in-law for a while, and immediately lowered her head.

She couldn't ask anything from the servants, or because they were told not to speak, she turned around directly, "Ah Liang, go to Yilian Pavilion." ”

Usually Cuiyan is a person who comes to serve meals and deliver tableware, and there is nothing to do, but he is missing today, so he doesn't have to guess, and he knows whose handwriting it is.

Liang Mingyu!

She clenched her palms and strode away, and her begonia red skirt drew a chilling arc in the air......

The servant woman holding the beans sighed slightly when she saw the back of the young lady.

The other mother-in-law shuddered, not seeing that this soft and weak woman still looked a little bit like starting a fire.

When Su Anan walked away, she had the courage to roll her eyes again, what does it look like, and you are not in charge of the house, she sighed, she sat down to choose vegetables again, and muttered gossip.

The woman who chose the beans advised her to say less.

Su Anan hurried to Yilian Pavilion and was told that Liang Mingyu was not there.

She picks loquat in Qingjing Xuan.

Didn't Su Anan pick loquats, hmph, then Liang Mingyu also had to pick them, and they should be bigger and sweeter than hers.

The loquat in my cousin's yard is the oldest and the most cooked, and it is still my cousin's yard, where can ordinary people come in and pick it.

That Su An'an is only worthy of picking at the door of Yilian Pavilion.

Liang Mingyu climbed up in person and was happy.

Liang Guangwen sat down and told her to be careful.

Shen Juncheng was sipping tea, looking up at the golden loquat, thoughtful.

It's another year of loquat ripening, but no one can make the soft and sweet loquat cake in his memory for him......

Every year, every year, the loquat in this yard goes from green to ripe, and finally withers in the mud and is buried by the autumn wind.

The moon fell and the frost was full of holding the frame to catch the loquat below, and the laughter like Liang Mingyu's silver bell came from the tree, and Qingjingxuan was happy.

It's just that this joy is broken, and in the next second, it is broken by a knock on the door.

Chaosheng explained apologetically, "Young Master, the young lady insisted on coming in, and she didn't give her subordinates time to ......"

Su An'an's posture of breaking straight in, Chaosheng wanted to reach out to stop her, so she rushed forward directly, in the end, it was the main mother, where did Chaosheng dare to touch her, so she broke in directly.

Shen Juncheng was slightly surprised, this was the first time she forcibly broke into his yard regardless of etiquette.

He waved his hand, and just as he wanted to signal the tide to recede, he heard Su Anan raise his head and say to Liang Mingyu who was sitting on the trunk: "Where is Cuiyan?" ”

The voice seemed a little aggressive, which made Liang Guangwen dissatisfied.

This Su An'an is too arrogant.

Liang Mingyu raised her eyebrows, looking at her red eyes slightly proud, "Are you funny, where is your maid, how does Miss Ben know?" ”

Su Anan raised her eyes and suppressed her anger and said: "Don't pretend to be garlic, the mother-in-law in the kitchen said that Cuiyan was called away by you, and she hasn't returned yet, if you didn't hide her, who else could there be?" ”

Liang Mingyu jumped lightly from the tree, jumped down, and dusted off the leaves on his body.

Hearing that Su Anan had been to the kitchen, he pouted.

Hey, the mother-in-law in the kitchen is really useless, didn't she tell them not to say it, let her be anxious for a while?

She didn't know that Su An'an's sentence was just a lie to her, whether the kitchen said it or not, it didn't mean much, and she could guess that it must be her handiwork.

(End of chapter)