Thinking that the second brother rarely took a day off, Ye Jingzhao just wanted to go back from class earlier.

Mr. Song noticed that her mind was erratic, and punished her to copy the Book of Poetry, and she was not allowed to go back if she couldn't finish copying.

"Yo, fourth sister, Mr. Song will not punish people easily, you are really a great blessing."

Ye Jingyun got up and looked like he was watching a good show.

Her mother hadn't mentioned it to her before, so she asked Ye Jingzhao to study with her, and when she went back yesterday, her mother advised her a lot, so she endured it

What is the status of the three rooms?

Also worthy of studying with her?

There was no intersection before, and she was too lazy to take care of it.

But now that I want to be with her every day, how can she be willing?

Although the second sister is a concubine, she is in a big house in the end, and she is also well-behaved on weekdays, so she can endure it.

Now there is another fourth sister.

Isn't it going to make people laugh at her?

Ye Jingyun was a little unwilling in his heart, the evil fire in his heart was already surging, and when he saw Ye Jingzhao, the nameless evil fire couldn't be suppressed.

She allowed herself to put away the items on the table, too lazy to take care of the third sister.

Ye Jingyun saw her with such a lofty attitude, how could she endure it?

The maid on the side stepped forward and gave her young lady a look.

She pulled the corners of her lips and chuckled, and then followed the maid out of the school.

Ye Jingmiao has been hiding aside, neither retreating, nor approaching.

Seeing that the third sister finally stepped out of the school, she breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Fourth sister, why don't I accompany you."

Ye Jingmiao didn't dare to make friends with the fourth sister under Ye Jingyun's nose.

But in the end, everyone is a Bofu girl, and her aunt always teaches her not to stand in line easily.

Maintaining an equal relationship between both sides is the way to survive.

"Second sister, no need, if you go back late, Aunt Xu should worry about you."

She put away her things, put them at her feet, took out the Book of Poetry, laid out the rice paper, and picked up the brush to urge the second sister to go back early.

Ye Jingmiao saw that she refused to accept her overtures, so she had to go back first.

Thinking about the long future, take your time.

Only Ye Jingzhao and the master and servant of red dates are left in the school, but it is rare to be clean.

The red dates sat next to Miss Four, holding the bookcase and watching Miss Four fall on the rice paper with one stroke of ink.

The fourth lady's words look decently beautiful on the surface, but in fact, she is a little resolute inside.

This kind of handwriting, red dates thought, even if you look at Kyoto, I'm afraid it is rare to find a girl who is better than the fourth lady's handwriting.

This was punished by Mr. Song.

After writing it, it will be handed over to Mr. Song.

She was worried in her heart, "Fourth Miss, if Mr. Song sees your deeds, will Third Miss be angry?" ”

Today is the second day of studying, and Mr. Song has not carefully seen the handwriting of Miss Four.

Now that the third lady is like that, she doesn't like the fourth miss when she looks at it.

Ye Jingzhao didn't slow down, slowly put down the pen, and said slowly, "Don't be afraid, it's for Mr." ”

She made up her mind in her heart, she had never studied with Mr. Song at home in her previous life, and Mr. Song did not know her homework.

Now she doesn't want to go to school at home.

simply revealed his true ability.

If Mr. Song appreciated it, the third sister would definitely not follow.

At that time, the second aunt was afraid that she would let her go back to Yuming Academy to study.

Just what she wants.

An hour passed, lunch was not served, and the pastries brought in the morning were just enough to satisfy the hunger.

Ye Jingzhao divided the only remaining piece of plum blossom cake on the plate into two halves, half for her and half for red dates.

The red dates were extremely moved, although they were hungry, they refused to pick them up, "Fourth Miss, you still have to copy the Book of Poetry, and the slave doesn't do anything, don't be hungry." ”

She stuffed half a piece of plum blossom crisp into the red dates, "Take it quickly, but if you have a bite to eat, you will not be hungry." ”

Hearing this, the red jujube felt sour, his eyes were red, and he wiped a handful of tears.

"Hurry up and eat."

She urged two more sentences.

There was a sound of close footsteps under the porch in the backyard, and the master and servant stopped their movements in unison.

Look up.

I saw Qiuhong coming to the school with a food box.

"Fourth Miss, the Third Lady specially asked the slave maid to bring lunch."

Qiu Hong blessed her body, and then put the food box on the empty bookcase on the side.

The red dates are shining with golden eyes, and they come forward with the autumn red to cover the delicacies.

Two bowls of white rice, two vegetarian dishes, and two meat dishes.

"The third lady specially told the fourth lady not to starve herself, and to have lunch first and then continue to copy poetry books."

Since the day of the beating, Miss Four gave her two choices.

These days, Qiuhong has finally made up her mind.

Because the amount of medicine given by the second lady a few days ago was the amount of one month, the second lady did not call her over again these days.

Ye Jingzhao picked up the dishes and chopsticks and motioned for the red dates to eat with her.

The red dates were entangled for a moment, and they simply sat down to accompany the fourth lady.

"These days, can the second room still deliver you a letter?"

After lunch, she wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief and asked about Qiuhong's recent situation these days.

"Not really, but ......"

Qiu Hong glanced left and right, and lowered her body a few more points.

"The third son came back from his grandfather's house today, and he just bumped into the slave maid on the road, and the slave maid met in the back garden tonight......

Qiu Hong's complexion was a little red.

She is already the third son's person, and now the third son has asked her to have a private meeting, what can she do?

But it's not good to say this in front of Miss Four, a girl who has not left the cabinet.

Red Jujube frowned tightly and glared at Qiu Hong with some dissatisfaction.

Ye Jingzhao didn't care much, "The fetus in your womb, can you think about it?" ”

"The slave wants to keep this child!"

This result was also expected by her.

"You don't have to tell the third brother about your pregnancy first, and hide it first, after a few days, find a reason, you go out of the house to live for a few days, and when you come back, tell the second room that the fetus in your womb is gone."

"Yes, the slave and maid all listen to the fourth lady, and the slave and maid will not dare to have different intentions in the future, and the slave and maid will never dare to forget the great kindness of the fourth lady in this life."

Qiu Hong knelt on the ground, with a sincere face.

But there was no joy in her heart.

In the previous life, Qiu Hong killed her mother, and even if she stopped the loss in time in this life, she would never forgive Qiu Hong.

Now that she has chosen to keep this seed.

Then she is a two-room faction.

Now that the time is not in a hurry to tear her face, one autumn red is gone, and the second room will definitely send countless autumn reds.

On the contrary, it is better to leave Qiuhong, which will also be a sharp blade to contain the second room in the future.

After all, how can a person without ambition compete with the second room?

Qiu Hong took away the food box, and Ye Jingzhao copied it for another hour, and then he finished copying the poetry book.

Put away the things and go to school with red dates.

The third sister, Ye Jingyun, suddenly turned back to the school.

She smelled a hint of crisis.

With a calm face, he walked towards the third sister.

"Fourth sister, what do you want to do to frame me by stealing my handkerchief!"