After all, they are sisters, even if she is not as good as a finger of Awan, but she still has the same blood, doesn't she!

Thinking like this, Zong Zheng Moyin felt that his heart was boiling again, and even the temperature of his fingers was enough to melt everything.

And Wen Tianyan's whole person seemed to melt, "Chen...... I love you......"

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Chang Geyue got up early in the morning and saw Bizhu and Yao Ruo, who were very entangled, she gently rubbed her eyebrows, "If you have something to say, say it directly." ”

Bizhu understands Chang Geyue's temperament, "Miss, the rumors about you outside are hard to hear, hard to hear. ”

Overnight, I don't know why, Miss and His Royal Highness the Nine Kings were obviously in love, but they turned into Miss snatching love with a knife and robbing the eldest lady's sweetheart?!

This kind of drama of sisters robbing a man is already very interesting.

With the notoriety of the young lady's cruelty, domineering and disrespect for the elders, it is completely a big news in Jincheng.

She just bought some of the candied fruit that Miss loved to eat in the morning, and she heard eight gossips about Miss along the way.

And it is also from all sides to show that the young lady is vicious, domineering and unreasonable.

The most hateful thing about each key is that there are cases as a backing.

Chang Geyue nodded, "And then?" ”

Mouth grows on those people, what can she do.

And in the past, it was just a mouthful of bad things to say bad things about others, but now it seems that eighty percent of these people who arranged her still have money, so they are working harder and harder.

She Chang Geyue was very excited and excited to be someone else's way to make money, "What else." ”

Yao Ruo paused, and then said, "This is a post from Princess Anping in the morning, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet two days later." ”

Hearing Princess Anping's post, Chang Geyue was stunned for a moment, and then took it.

Juanxiu's hairpin flower is delicate and does not lose its style, and it is really Anping's handwriting.

She still remembers that Anping didn't love calligraphy at first.

It was she who used calligraphy to relieve the depression in her heart after becoming the crown princess, and Anping accompanied her to practice.

Thinking about Chang Geyue, she put away the post, and then said, "Prepare breakfast." ”

Bizhu sighed, then miss, are you going or not. "Miss, the slave maid heard that all the ladies at the Mid-Autumn Festival Night Banquet are going to perform."

And their young lady's talent - zero!

Chang Geyue smiled lightly, "So? ”

Bizhu's face froze, although it was embarrassing to say it, but, "Miss, let's not go." Your reputation has not been very beautiful lately, and those official ladies will definitely take the opportunity to embarrass you. ”

Chang Geyue smiled lightly, Chang Geyue really doesn't know any talent, but Wen Wan is a talent.

But in order to match the identity of this body, and her reputation for being useless and vicious, she decided-"Bizhu, let's make a soup." ”

Bizhuga won't laugh anymore, "Soup? Miss, how about the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet to be attended by hundreds of people? Are you going to cook at the rhythm of the whole palace? ”

Hands will be soft.

Moreover, she was not sure that what her young lady had made would drink.

Chang Geyue bent the corners of her mouth slightly, then took a brush and wrote the names of a few ingredients on the table, and then said, "Condensation soup, everything you need is here, you go and prepare it, there are still two days to go, Miss Ben still has to study it." ”

Bizhu looked at the wild vegetables that could be stepped on in the mountains and fields on this paper, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

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