"That's right," Ye Chiwan muttered in a low voice, turning his head to look at her, "Then how many do you want?" ”

"Six," Jiang Shu smiled faintly, "You will definitely not be willing to give up eight or more, this is the smallest auspicious number." ”

"Okay, six is six, you can get it yourself." Seeing that this amount was still within an acceptable range, Ye Chiwan happily lifted the lid of the bamboo basket in his hand and held the basket towards her.

"Then thank you Sixth Sister." Jiang Shu was not polite to her, took out an embroidered silk handkerchief from his sleeve, spread it flat in the palm of his hand, and counted out six intact red eggs from the basket and wrapped them in it.

"Fifth sister, you can take a few too." Seeing Jiang Shu wrapping the silk handkerchief and quietly glaring at her, Ye Chiwan hesitated for a moment, and handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Ye Xiyan, who was separated from Jiang Shu by her.

Although she was worried about the fact that this fifth sister conspired with Ye Hujiao to lock her and Jiang Shu in Wantian Hall yesterday, this matter was not exposed after all, and she still had to do some work on the face.

"No need." Ye Xi shook his hand slowly, looking a little excited.

"Fifth sister, what's wrong with you? I don't seem to be very happy. Jiang Shu turned his head slightly and asked pretending to be concerned.

In fact, as early as the Xu Mansion, at the beginning of the banquet, she noticed that she was depressed.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing, it's just a toss for a day, and I'm a little tired. Ye Xi hurriedly restrained his expression, so as not to be seen as flawed.

She admires Zhu Changrun and hates Yu Jingrong, and she must not let people know, otherwise she will be despised.

"Then the fifth sister will rest early after she goes back." Jiang Shu didn't mean to know what was going on, and seeing that she didn't want to say it, she didn't bother to ask.

"Well, thank you, Fourth Sister." Ye Xiyan nodded lightly, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Not far ahead, there is a fork in the road. Since the dwellings of the people were relatively scattered, the ways were different, so they were separated.

Jiang Shu held the red egg in one hand, and walked slowly forward along the flower path leading to Qingran Pavilion for a distance, estimating that the other people had already walked away, and then returned along the same road, and went straight to the Mingse Tower in Yehu.

She wanted to see what the arrogant and extravagant woman who had always been arrogant and domineering and had no one in her eyes was punished by kneeling in the Buddhist hall for one night, could not go to Xu's house to participate in the full moon banquet, and was grounded for ten days.

"Get out, get out, get out of here——!" I walked to the gate of the courtyard of the Ming Se Building just now, and with the sound of broken porcelain, a female voice suddenly came out of it.

This Ye Huzhu is really uncontrollable.

The corners of Jiang Shu's lips couldn't help but purse them, paused slightly, pushed open the two black lacquered wooden doors that were hidden, and strode in.

In the main room of Mingselou, after watching the two maids Xiang Xing and Shuanghe being scolded by themselves, they only lowered their heads and went out without obeying orders.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", the blue and white porcelain vase suddenly cracked into several pieces and burst out in all directions. The sharp breach reflects the bright candlelight on the lamp stand in the room, emitting brilliance.

And the heavy bottom of the porcelain vase burst out of the threshold, and happened to fall at the feet of Jiang Shu, who had just stepped up the steps to the corridor.

Jiang Shu subconsciously took two steps back, bent down to pick it up, looked at it in turn, saw the words "Jingdezhen in the seventeenth year of Yongle" written on it, raised his feet and stepped into the threshold, and pretended to be puzzled: "Why did the third sister lose her temper so much?" This is the best blue and white porcelain in Jingdezhen during the Chengzu period, it has been more than 100 years, and it is a pity to say that it will fall! ”