Jiang Yunshu glanced at her a little strangely after hearing her words, and then frowned: "How come?" Mrs. Hou likes you very much, and Brother Xiao Yi also likes to stay with you, if someone else approaches him, I don't know how many times he has died. ”

Lin Xiaoran: ...... Can I say that this is the result of my current thigh-hugging work?

She sighed, looked at Jiang Yunshu with a sincere face in front of her, and said: "These are all rumors, not credible, I just make some novel gadgets to make everyone feel fresh, Miss Jiang, don't worry, I definitely don't have that idea about the little marquis!" ”

When Jiang Yunshu heard this, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly: "Okay, I won't say anything if you're shy." ”

Lin Xiaoran wanted to say something to explain, but Jiang Yunshu interrupted her, and pulled her for a while before ordering someone to send her away, very enthusiastic.

Before Lin Xiaoran could go out, a familiar figure appeared outside the pavilion, Lin Xiaoran raised her eyes and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared, and quickly recognized who she was.

Knowing?

What is she here for?

Xu was aware of her gaze, and the maid who sent Lin Xiaoran out said, "Miss Lin, that is the eldest maid Rong Zhi next to Mrs. Shengyang Hou, who is here to give a gift to our young lady." ”

"Gifts? Miss Jiang has had any happy events lately? ”

Nanzhu, who had been silent, suddenly asked after hearing the words.

If Miss Jiang's happy event is coming, they have to back up the gift as soon as possible.

"No, no, our Miss and Little Hou grew up together, Mrs. Hou is very attentive to our Miss, and will send some things from time to time, no, Miss just returned to the capital, and Mrs. sent the jewelry customized by the craftsman in advance."

Speaking of the back, she was a little complacent.

Somehow, after hearing the maid's words, Lin Xiaoran always felt that she was pointing at herself, and she felt weird in and out of her words.

Nanzhu responded and praised Jiang Yunshu a few words by the way, which made the maid very satisfied, but she didn't mention that Mrs. Hou also gave Lin Xiaoran a customized step shaker.

Waiting to sit in the carriage, Nanzhu complained to her indignantly: "Hmph, what is this little girl so proud, Mrs. Hou is not only giving things to her young lady, nor is she the only thing that is arrogant there." ”

"Nanzhu, don't say these things in the future, we have to keep a low profile, what's more, it's impossible for us to marry the Shengyang Marquis Mansion, why do we care about these things?"

Lin Xiaoran pulled the blanket to sleep and spoke nonchalantly.

Nanzhu pouted, and was about to say something, but Lin Xiaoran said directly: "Oh, Anla, Anla, wait to live a comfortable life after holding your thighs." ”

Waiting to hug Xiao Yi's thighs, he will do his big thing, and she will live her stable life.

Nanzhu obviously didn't understand what she was saying, and after being puzzled for a while, she was about to say something, when she saw that her big young lady had already slept with a blanket.

Namzhu: ......

……

In the past few days, Lin Xiaoran went to the restaurant to go around when he had nothing to do, and studied new dishes by the way, and his daily life was both idle and rich.

On this day, Lin Xiaoran sat behind the table with a lot of leisure, laying paper, grinding, and licking ink with a pen in the shocked eyes of everyone, preparing to paint a masterpiece of the century.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, as soon as her pen landed on the paper and drew a line, the system that had been silent for a long time suddenly sounded in her mind.

[Ding - Task Refresh: Sign up for the Flower Dynasty Festival in a month and win the first place.

Mission Success: Earn 40 points;

Mission failure: 100 points will be deducted. 】

"What's that?!"

Lin Xiaoran opened his mouth in disbelief, and when he spoke, his hand shook, and the originally straight lines on the paper instantly twisted and twisted.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she had painted well, Nam-joo suddenly screamed and destroyed the painting at the beginning, so she couldn't help but ask.

After saying that, she looked around again, but found that there was nothing strange, and she couldn't help but be more puzzled.

Lin Xiaoran looked at the crooked lines on the paper, and instantly wanted to cry without tears, didn't this kill her?

The Flower Dynasty Festival is a competition for the young lady who has not been out of the cabinet in Beijing, mainly comparing the four aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and in a few cases will compete with other content.

After the competition, there will be a special person responsible for counting the scores of the young ladies, and finally the top three will be selected according to the score, and expensive gifts will be given, and these three people will also be known as "talented women" by the world, and can also be favored by the powerful.

It is said that it is the Flower Dynasty Festival, but it is better to say that it is a competition for the powerful in Beijing to find a daughter-in-law.

In the book, her third sister Lin Xiaoqian won the first place in the Flower Dynasty Festival and became famous, and the people who came to ask for marriage were about to break through the threshold of their Lin Mansion, but the Lin Mansion did not accept anyone's proposal, which was very strange.

Lin Xiaoqian has been quiet since she was a child, and she likes to study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting the most, and it is not surprising that she can achieve such good results, but she Lin Xiaoran has always been used to salted fish, and she has not learned since she was a child, and now she wants her to spend a month to complete the goal of more than ten years, doesn't this cost her life!

Is it possible to complete this task? Obviously impossible!

But she didn't want to be saddled with points for debt.

Lin Xiaoran wanted to die.

"Okay, put it away, I'm not in the mood."

Lin Xiaoran threw the pen on the pen mountain, pouted and spoke aggrievedly.

"I knew there was such a thing, so I won't paint today."

The more Lin Xiaoran spoke, the more aggrieved she became, and suddenly moved the idea that the world was not worth it, but this idea was suppressed by her in just a second.

If you move this idea, you will be deducted points, no.

"Huh? Miss, this is just the beginning, why don't you draw? ”

Nam-joo picked up the pen for her and delivered it to her, her face full of anticipation.

"I don't paint anymore, I look upset."

Somehow, Lin Xiaoran recalled the dark month of assault before the college entrance examination, and instantly felt a headache.

Nanzhu only felt strange, and seeing that she was indeed in a bad mood, she stopped talking and just put away her things silently.

Seeing this, the others tacitly turned around and went to work, and soon the small area was cleared.

Lin Xiaoran walked to a table and sat down, poured out the tea and drank a few sips, and said, "Nanzhu, you go and invite a few gentlemen for me." ”

Nanzhu subconsciously replied, still holding things in her hand, and soon, she raised her head, looked at Lin Xiaoran like a ghost, and said in shock: "Miss, did you just say Mr. Please?" Is it the teacher that the slave thinks? ”

After speaking, she put down the things in her hand, walked over quickly, raised her hand and touched her forehead, and then retracted: "There is no fever either, Miss, what's wrong with you, don't scare the slave." ”

What's the matter, this one and two thought she had a fever to say something wrong.

Lin Xiaoran cleared his throat and said with a stiff neck: "It's not a gentleman who teaches, it's a gentleman who teaches piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Nanzhu, you should do what I tell you to do." ”

(End of chapter)