The otherwise noisy environment is suddenly quiet, and the sound of heavy objects falling on the ground is very clear.

There was a plop, and then there was a panicked call, "Young Master, are you okay?" ”

"Young Master, are you okay?!"

Ling Chan turned her head curiously and looked at the commotion.

At first glance, she saw a small boy sitting on a horse with his back straight.

His hair is like a crow's feather, his eyebrows are like a knife, his eyes are calm, and his face is arrogant on the horse, cold and arrogant, cool and dragging.

But she was looking at Ling Chan, and her ears were red.

Ling Chan was not interested, and her eyes skimmed to see a group of people surrounding another son.

He seemed to have just fallen from his horse, his clothes disheveled, his hair crooked, and a few strands of hair and dust stuck to his jade-white face. In the gaps of the servants surrounding him, Ling Chan's sight was accurately captured.

He scratched his head and smiled at Ling Chan with some embarrassment.

Ling Chan politely smiled back.

Seeing that his face was flushed, he fell on his stomach in the crowd again.

Ling Chan retracted her gaze, and saw the grandmother in front of her take a deep breath, and struggled to find her voice, she didn't seem to dare to look at Ling Chan directly, turned her head, and ordered her subordinates to find a seat to pick up Ling Chan into the house.

Among the group, only Ling Chan was sitting, and the rest, including Mama, were sitting around and walking on their legs.

Ling Chan was arranged in the best room, and the main mother came to see Ling Chan herself, and after that, she even assigned a maid to serve Ling Chan specifically, and there was a teacher to teach her alone every day.

Classes are really boring.

Ling Chan doesn't hate studying, but she hates learning how to please men, which is an insult to the word learning.

Reading and learning calligraphy, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, these are very good. It's not good to use them to win the hearts of men.

The family obviously wants to train Ling Chan to be a man's favorite slave, and the one-on-one guidance is quite strict, and it is difficult to find an opportunity to desert.

But on this day, Ling Chan saw a head sneaking out of the window behind the teacher.

He locked on to Ling Chan at a glance, and a big smile appeared on his sun-tanned red face.

Ling Chan was annoyed to listen to the lecture and gave him a smile back.

The beauty smiled, and the room was full of brilliance.

The teacher's voice paused for a moment.

But she reacted quickly, turned around angrily, and happened to see her own young master who was smiling stupidly, and suddenly her face darkened, and she went to sue with someone.

Ling Chan thought that she was out of class, and couldn't help but laugh even happier, but she heard the teacher say gently: "Copy two pages of women's training to get out of class." ”

Ling Chan's smile quickly disappeared.

You, Ling Chan, are here with a great and glorious mission! How can you learn the remnants of feudalism here every day? Although the teacher is strict, as long as she doesn't keep an eye on Ling Chan, she has a way to deal with it.

Sure enough, before Ling Chan could speak, the maid next to her had already bent down and said gently: "It's okay, I'll just write it for Miss, Miss will sit here and rest for a while, eat a snack, and I'll be fine right away." Then we can get out of class. ”

This is the maid assigned to Ling Chan by the Houfu, Guanqin.

Gentle and amiable, considerate, the best for Ling Chan.

Ling Chan smiled sweetly at Guanqin.

On the windowsill where a person had just been snatched away, another head appeared, and his dark pupils swept the empty room, stretched out his hand, and his small arms covered with thin muscles propped up on the windowsill, and jumped in, and sat firmly on the windowsill.

"Are you just going to deal with your master's homework?"

"Guanqin has no etiquette and no virtue, please punish the eldest young master!" Guanqin knelt on the ground, her voice frightened, "But Miss is smart and smart, she doesn't mean to do her homework, it's just that Miss is already familiar with it, so she doesn't write ......."

Ling Chan asked curiously, "Are you exactly the same as the person just now?" ”

"That's the second young master." Guanqin whispered.

"Do you want you to talk too much?" The eldest young master said coldly.

"Hey!" Ling Chan was a little displeased: "You came to me, but you didn't talk to me, just to blame my maid?" ”

"Who said I was here for you!"

"And what are you doing here?"

"The scenery here is good, I'm here to see the flowers."

[This remnant snow will disappear, where did the flowers come from? ] The system muttered quietly.

Ling Chan knows where there are flowers.

She laughed, "Then why don't you look at me?" ”

The eldest young master stopped talking, he stiffened his neck, half of his face was facing Ling Chan, and Ling Chan could see his black hair, half of his red ears.

The sun was shining in early spring, and the half-grown boy sat on the windowsill, blocking most of the sunlight, and Ling Chan sat in his shadow, looking up and saying dissatisfiedly: "You blocked my light." ”

He jumped down silently.

Ling Chan also stood up, pulled Guanqin up, gave her the place, and said with a sweet smile: "I'm tired of my sister!" ”

Guanqin was pressed on the seat by Ling Chan, glanced at the eldest young master in fear, and then turned his head to look at Ling Chan: "Miss? ”

Ling Chan patted Guanqin's shoulder soothingly, and asked the eldest young master with a smile: "Will you expose me?" ”

"No," the eldest young master snorted, "I will also use this trick to deal with the master!" ”

"So." Ling Chan bent her eyes, "We are accomplices." ”

Ling Chan suddenly approached the eldest young master, and she heard a fierce heartbeat in his chest, "Accomplice, don't you still look at me?" ”

Fu Wenzhang only felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest and fall into the hands of the smiling girl in the sun.

He was at a loss, only feeling that today's action had failed to the extreme, so he took a step back sharply, hurriedly climbed over the windowsill and ran away.

The afterglow of the setting sun was red, and along the wide open window, it was gently covered with Ling Chan's black hair.

During this time, the house raised her very finely, the original malnourished state disappeared, and she was a little beauty who was in the water.

Guanqin hesitated and said, "What are the two young masters here for?" ”

Ling Chan thought for a while, "The one who was taken away by the teacher was the second young master?" They look exactly the same. ”

"Well, the eldest young master and the second young master are twins......"

Before she could finish speaking, the eldest young master's head popped up on the windowsill again: "My name is Fu Wenzhang!" If you want to know anything, ask me what a maid can know! ”

After shouting, he ran away in a puff of smoke.

……

Fu Wenzhang ran all the way, climbed over the wall and climbed the tree back to his yard, kicked the door open, and said loudly: "Hurry up and bring a cup of tea to the master!" ”

Obviously didn't get along...... Say a few words, but his throat is almost smoking!

A room full of people turned their heads to look at him, and the waiter who was thrown away hurriedly stepped forward and wiped the sweat from his forehead for him, "Why is the young master's face so red?" Is it heatstroke? ”

Fu Wenci jumped up excitedly, "Brother, did you help me give her the gift?" ”

Fu Wenzhang: "......" his brain was dizzy, where did he remember his brother's entrustment?