Lu Jiarong vaguely heard someone calling him, as if he was singing softly, and there was a little anger in his gentleness.

In the next moment, a pair of hands with the fragrance of cold plum quickly wrapped around his neck, and the small palm lightly clasped his head, and with his forehead down, it was no surprise that it touched the woman's sideburns, and then touched the other party's stunned forehead, and looked at each other.

When the woman rushed over, the scent of various pollen floating in the air seemed to suddenly take on a life form, enveloping the two of them in the flower mist, isolated from the world.

Lu Jiarong was a little cramped by the sudden intimate move, but his face was silent. If you look closely, the tips of his ears are half red.

There was a muffled "thump".

Su Wanning screamed in pain, and then slowly moved the arm that fell on Lu Jiarong's neck, if it weren't for the emergency situation and the crumbling dead branches on the paulownia tree, she wouldn't have made such a decision.

In order to avoid the man's misunderstanding, Su Wanning hurriedly said: "Great grace is not grateful. ”

Only then did Lu Jiarong realize that the back of the woman's hand was red and swollen, and a dead branch the thickness of a three-year-old child's wrist had just fallen from her feet.

"Thank you girl for rescuing, I don't know ......" Lu Jiarong was thinking about how to learn the other party's name and surname, so that he could thank him in a suitable way, when the woman had already blurted out.

"Su Wanning, Zhong Bohou's family." Su Wanning wished that Lu Jiarong would engrave her name in her heart and owe a favor, so that she could ask for a life-saving charm in the future.

Although she successfully escaped at the Flower Dynasty Festival in this life, it does not mean that her father Zhong Bohou can also be lucky to escape the catastrophe of being framed.

At this time, it is also a good thing for Dora to enter her own camp alone.

What's more, Lu Jiarong is still Qin Ruoxuan's fierce rival, and she and Lu Jiarong have the same goal.

"Okay, Lu made a note of it. I will do my best to repay it in the future. Lu Jiarong rubbed his hands, and his voice was as warm as white jade soaked in a mountain spring, instantly brushing away the dryness of people's hearts.

Su Wanning thought for a moment and changed her words: "As the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring. Wan Ning suddenly remembered that she really had something important to ask for today. ”

Lu Jiarong's eyes were smiling, and when he heard the reserved answer that was so abrupt that it didn't seem like most deep boudoir women, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and responded with an excellent temperament: "Miss Su, please speak." ”

"I am not a martial artist in this year's Flower Dynasty Festival, and I also ask Lu Gongzi to appreciate his face, and I have to go to the Zhongbohou Mansion for some advice. Because in the coming year, the leader of the Flower Dynasty Festival must come from the Zhongbohou Mansion. Su Wan condensed the cauldron and was sure that Lu Jiarong Nian would not spread the conversation between the two in the grace of saving his life.

And Aunt Songyue also took care of the transfer of flowers and plants in the garden, and left by herself with the servants.

Now is the time for Lalu Jiarong to join in.

Su Wanning gambled, the young Lu Jiarong is not an ambitious person, maybe straight to the point and more sincere.

If Lu Jiarong refuses, it means that he has not yet grown into the most perfect backer in her mind, and the two are not fellow travelers.

The Zhongbohou Mansion is now in full swing, and for a noble son like Lu Jiarong, who is eager for a career, it is tantamount to a big boat for those who cross the river, which is impossible to find.

If Lu Jiarong is not interested, she can concoct it in the same way, cultivate a group of ambitious children of the family, and there will always be someone who can succeed.

Lu Jiarong understood the deep meaning and said straightforwardly: "Raising flowers is not a day's work, but it depends on how much patience Miss Su has." ”

"Ten days! After ten days, you must appear in the Zhongbohou Mansion, and I have my own way of keeping you. Su Wanning disappeared for too long, and the personal girl Qingzhu came over, so she could only end it in a hurry.

The corners of Lu Jiarong's lips were hooked, her eyes were dark, and she saw her rein in her shrewdness and sharpness, and greeted her maid with an innocent and simple face.

"Miss, the eldest princess asked people to spread the word that it would rain heavily tomorrow and the mountain road would be difficult to walk, so she left early tonight." Qingzhu cautiously raised his eyes to peek, for fear that his young lady would be angry when she heard that the eldest princess had left alone.

Unexpectedly, Su Wanning just tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Let her be." ”

In the previous life, Su Wanning was instigated to burn Wanhua Garden, and the eldest princess of Qingyun waved her sleeves and left, leaving her alone to deal with the aftermath.

The same is true for reliving again, it seems that she shouldn't expect more from her mother.

After all, in her previous life, when her mother pushed her to be a secret guard, her face was full of determination, her eyes were empty and indifferent, and she was afraid that she would not be able to easily rely on family affection to impress her again.

She doesn't want to delve into the reasons for the time being, and there are more interesting things to do at the moment.

If Su Wanning remembers correctly, Qin Ruoxuan is just a cloth cloth now.

Almost at the same time that she became a secret guard, the other party transformed, accidentally made a fortune to buy the qualification of a tribute student, entered the Guozijian to study, and has been unimpeded in the officialdom ever since.

And she, Su Wanning, what she has to do now is to cut off her financial path and let Qin Ruoxuan stumble on the threshold, and it is best not to fall down.

Of course, this matter should also be considered in the long run.

The rain was so heavy that the tiles in one corner of the study loosened at some point, and a puddle of water accumulated along the cracks in the old bookshelves, wetting many of the books.

Su Wanning and his entourage returned to the Zhongbohou Mansion three days later.

She glanced at the damp bookshelf, and it just so happened that she could take this opportunity to build a set of self-defense weapons with her own hands.

"Qingzhu, let Steward Wu go to the market to invite a skilled old carpenter to come over, and then go to the warehouse to carry out the Huanghuali wood sent by his father from Lingnan on his birthday."

If there is extra material, she can be kind and make a pen holder for Lu Jiarong, which will be counted as a congratulatory gift for his "surrender".

Thinking about her previous life, the first time she saw this piece of material, she couldn't put down the wooden texture on it.

It's just a pity that after many twists and turns, this piece of huanghuali was forgotten in the warehouse and accumulated dust.

In order to draw a good omen, Su Wanning specially asked the old carpenter to carve a layer of seasonal flowers on each layer of partitions, implying that they are always blooming and undefeated.

When the old carpenter was building the bookshelf, Su Wanning also took the initiative to participate, of course, she was hiding from others, and she chose another secluded place to make a self-defense weapon and take precautions.

Su Wan repaired and modified, and finally made a sleeve arrow that was not exquisite, but was better than a small one.

As soon as her hand loosened, the white feather short arrow broke through the air and crossed the courtyard wall.

She hurriedly went to the bright moon window by the wall to look for it, and two rich mothers-in-law happened to walk outside the wall.

Su Wan pondered for a moment and decided to hide for the time being to listen to the slightly excited conversation between the two.

"Isn't there still a piece of Huanghuali in the warehouse, take it to the children of Xuesitang to make a few bookcase panels."

"Ouch, no. I heard that it was a birthday gift from Master Hou to Miss. ”

"So what? Who does the master of the house value the most? ”

"The eldest princess values ...... The fatherless and motherless children in Xuesitang? ”

"Naturally. The eldest princess rushed back on a rainy night, just so as not to delay the next day's homework in Xuesitang, and the young lady was left unattended on the mountain. Do you understand this? ”

"Gotcha." Wu Guannu should inherit the land.

"Even if something really happens, it would be appropriate to cross it off the warehouse roster under the pretext of heavy rain."

The two drifted apart.

The white-feathered arrows in the grass outside the wall were no longer heeded.

The shadows inside the walls have long been missing.