"This yard is very good, who lives in it?"

Although she meant to flatter, Hua Rong did not disturb Jiang Yunhua to supervise the work during the day, and after Jiang Yunhua left, she still read, practiced calligraphy, and drew drafts.

Hearing a familiar voice from the courtyard, Hua Rong immediately put down the pen, but the other party was faster than her, and before she could leave the table, the door was pushed open.

Li Xiangling, who was wearing an indigo long dress, stepped into the house surrounded by maids.

The temple is solemn and solemn, Li Xiangling is dressed a lot more low-key, and the accessories on his body are not so complicated and luxurious, but the large bird feathers on the skirt are embroidered with gold wire and stepping thread together, and the sparkling luster is refracted when walking, and it is still so gorgeous that people can't take their eyes off it, like a proud peacock.

Looking at each other, Li Xiangling blurted out: "Who are you?" Why here? ”

The hostility in her words was very heavy, and it could be seen that she had long known who lived in the courtyard and deliberately broke in.

"Slave Huarong, I've seen the second miss."

Hua Rong walked around the table and saluted, Li Xiangling's eyes widened, and Hua Rong looked up and down several times, and couldn't help muttering: "It's really you, why did you look like two people just now." ”

Today is a cloudy day, the light in the house is a little dark, Hua Rong came to the sunflower water the day before yesterday to stain the clothes, so he borrowed the monk's clothes prepared for pilgrims in the temple to wear. Look at the book

Just now, she buried herself in front of the desk to paint, with a peaceful and quiet temperament, like a magnolia flower blooming quietly, which was completely different from the timid and fearful little girl that Li Xiangling had seen a few times before, so Li Xiangling didn't recognize it.

Hua Rong flattered and replied: "The slave maid has a low status, so she is not worthy of letting the second miss take it to heart, I haven't seen her for so many days, and it is normal for the second miss not to recognize the slave and maid." ”

Hua Rong's posture was very low, which satisfied Li Xiangling's sense of superiority very well, her expression was much better, she looked at the room unceremoniously, frowned, and said, "Why is there nothing in the house, is this how you serve Brother Ah Qiu?" ”

Before her clothes were cut, Li Xiangling was so angry that she made up her mind to ignore Jiang Yunqi anymore, but after she calmed down, she was reluctant.

There is no one in Hanjing's family who looks better than Jiang Yunqi, and many of these people are some gentlemen, either walking birds and fighting crickets, or gambling and lustful, unlike Jiang Yunhua, who can ride and shoot.

She accidentally fell off the painting boat while swimming in the lake that year, and if it wasn't for Brother Ah Qiu's timely rescue, she would have died long ago.

Li Xiangling never looks forward or backward, since she can't let go, she has to use all means to get Brother Ah Yu!

"Second Miss Hui, the situation was urgent before, and the young master specially asked to travel lightly, so I didn't bring many things up."

"Bold, it's clear that you didn't take good care of your master, and you dare to talk back!"

Li Xiangling scolded sharply, glared at Hua Rong, ordered someone to throw all the things in the house out, and then brought all kinds of objects in.

The golden silk nanmu desk, the brocade screen made of cloud yarn, and the two-legged unicorn holding bead incense burner......

Everything is priceless, but if it is broken, Hua Rong can't afford to pay for it for several lifetimes.

After rearranging the room according to his own preferences, Li Xiangling smiled with satisfaction, and then the maid handed over the drawings that Huarong had just left on the table to Li Xiangling: "Miss, do you want to throw away these things too?" ”

The patterns and flowers she had drawn were all in her mind, and she didn't want to conflict with Li Xiangling, so she didn't say anything, but she didn't expect to be noticed.

Li Xiangling took the drawings and glanced at them, then looked at Hua Rong, and asked meaninglessly: "You painted these these?" ”

Although Hua Rong didn't write her name on the paper, she was standing in front of the table just now, and the ink on the inkstone hadn't dried yet, so she couldn't deny it.

"Second Miss Hui, these are indeed drawn by slaves, slaves and maids, slaves and maids, ......"

Before Hua Rong finished speaking, Li Xiangling threw the drawing paper in her face.

"A maid raised by a prostitute, scratching her head and making a gesture to win the love of her master, and even showing off her talents, don't you think you can marry Brother Ah Lu as a housewife in the future?"

Before Li Xiangling's birthday, Hua Rong showed an unusual girl's co-ordination ability, which made her very faceless, and now she found that Hua Rong could also draw, and she only felt angry.

A maid in the room is a tool for the master to warm the bed, what else can it be if you are not ambitious to learn so many things?

Hua Rong hurriedly knelt down: "The second lady misunderstood, the slave maid is self-aware, and she definitely doesn't dare to have unrealistic delusions, these are the embroidery patterns that the eldest lady asked the slave to draw, not the slave maid deliberately showing." ”

Jiang Yunhua copied the Sun family for Hua Rong before, Li Xiangling had long thought that Hua Rong was a scheming vixen, and he couldn't listen to Hua Rong's explanation at all, and said angrily: "You dare to quibble, there are so many embroidery girls in Uncle Zhongyong's mansion, if you didn't deliberately show off, why didn't you find someone else to find you?" ”

After Li Xiangling finished speaking, he didn't give Hua Rong a chance to explain again, and ordered someone to hit Hua Rong with thirty prototypes.

The maid who followed Li Xiangling was very experienced, and every blow was extremely heavy, but she didn't leave any scars on Hua Rong's hands.

After thirty prototypes, Hua Rong's hands were already so painful that she lost consciousness.

Li Xiangling coldly warned: "Brother Ah Xiao is the only one who wants to marry me, he likes you now, I won't do anything to you, but if I see you do something with these hands that you shouldn't do, I will never let you go!" ”

is different from Xiao Mingyou's roundabout framing, Li Xiangling's likes and dislikes are all on her face, she has a wealthy family background as a backer, and she can easily get everything she wants without scheming, if anyone makes her angry, she has a way to torture the other party.

"The slave and maid understand that the slave and maid will definitely serve the young master in peace in the future, and only do their own business," Hua Rong did not dare to go against Li Xiangling's wishes, and obediently responded, and then reminded, "The hour is not early, the young master is coming back for dinner." ”

Li Xiangling naturally didn't want Jiang Yunhua to see him like this, so he asked people to help Hua Rong up, and not long after, Jiang Yunhua came back from outside.

Li Xiangling glanced at Hua Rong with satisfaction.

Count this as interesting, she didn't lie and play any tricks.

"Brother Ah Qiu, you're back."

Li Xiangling hurried up to meet him, smiling innocently.

Jiang Yunqi paused slightly, and looked at Li Xiangling coldly: "What are you doing?" ”

Li Xiangling ignored his coldness and said with a smile: "In three months is my grandmother's birthday, I came to the temple to copy the scriptures for my grandmother, and then asked the monks in the temple to read it, my grandmother will definitely like this gift." ”

Li Xiangling found a good excuse for herself, so that she could not only live in the temple openly, but also have a good reputation for filial piety after she returned.

Jiang Yunhua was not moved by Li Xiangling's filial piety, glanced around, and saw the flowers crowded in the corner by the crowd.

She hung her head and didn't look at anyone, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Jiang Yunhua's eyebrows twisted slightly, he walked past Li Xiangling and walked in front of Hua Rong, and ordered in a deep voice: "Look up!" ”