Chapter 99
Jiang Yunshu looked at her strangely after hearing her words, and then frowned and said: "Why? Mrs. Hou likes you very much, and brother Xiao Yi also likes to be with you very much. If someone else approaches him , I don’t know how many times I’ve died.”

Lin Xiaoran: ... Can it be said that this is the result of my current thigh hug?

She sighed, looked at the sincere Jiang Yunshu in front of her, and said, "These are all rumors, they are not credible, I just know how to make some novel gadgets to make everyone feel fresh, Miss Jiang, don't worry, I will I absolutely don’t have that kind of thought about Young Master Hou!”

Hearing this, Jiang Yunshu raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly: "All right, I won't say anything if you're shy."

Lin Xiaoran wanted to say something to explain, but Jiang Yunshu interrupted her, dragged her to talk for a while, and then ordered someone to send her away, extremely enthusiastic.

Before Lin Xiaoran could go out, a familiar figure appeared outside the gazebo. Lin Xiaoran raised her eyes to look at the figure that appeared suddenly, and quickly recognized who she was.

Let me know?

What is she doing here?
Xu Shi noticed her gaze, and the maid who sent Lin Xiaoran out said, "Miss Lin, that's Rong Zhi, the eldest maid next to Mrs. Shengyang Hou, who came to give our lady a gift."

"Gift? Is there any happy event for Miss Jiang recently?"

Nan Zhu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked after hearing the words.

If there is any happy event for Ms. Jiang, they have to bring back gifts as soon as possible.

"No, no, our lady and the young master grew up together. Mrs. Hou is very fond of our lady. From time to time, she will send some things. No, the lady just returned to the capital, and the lady sent the jewelry customized by the craftsman in advance. coming."

Speaking of the latter, she became a little complacent.

For some reason, after hearing the maid's words, Lin Xiaoran always felt that she was pointing at herself, and what she said made her feel weird.

Nan Zhu responded and went back, complimenting Jiang Yunshu a few times, which made the maid very satisfied, except that Mrs. Hou also gave Lin Xiaoran a custom-made Bu Yao.

Waiting to sit in the carriage, Nanzhu complained to her indignantly: "Hmph, why is this little girl so complacent? Mrs. Hou doesn't only give things to her young lady, and she doesn't only have her share of things. What is that arrogance?"

"Nanzhu, don't say these things in the future, we have to keep a low profile, not to mention, we can't be engaged to the Shengyang Houfu, why do you care about these things?"

Lin Xiaoran opened the mouth nonchalantly while pulling the blanket to sleep.

Nanzhu curled her mouth, and was about to say something, Lin Xiaoran said directly: "Oh, Ann, Ann, wait until you hold your thighs firmly and live a comfortable life."

Hold Xiao Yi's thigh tightly, he will do his important things, and she will live her stable life.

Nanzhu obviously didn't understand what she was saying, and after being puzzled for a while, she was about to say something when she saw that her big-hearted lady had already fallen asleep under a blanket.

Nanzhu: ...

……

In the past few days when she was free, Lin Xiaoran went to the restaurant when she had nothing to do, researching new dishes by the way, her daily life was both leisurely and rich.

On this day, Lin Xiaoran sat behind the table with a lot of leisure, laying paper, grinding, picking up a brush and licking ink under the shocked eyes of everyone, preparing to draw a masterpiece of the century.

Under the attention of all the people, just as her pen landed on the paper and drew a line, the system that had been silent for a long time suddenly sounded in her mind.

[Ding——Mission Refresh: Sign up for the Huachao Festival one month later, and win No.1.

Successful mission: get 40 points;

Mission failure: 100 points will be deducted. 】

"What the hell?!"

Lin Xiaoran opened her mouth in disbelief, her hands shook when she spoke, and the originally straight lines on the paper instantly became crooked.

"Miss, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she was painting well, Nanzhu suddenly cried out and even destroyed the painting at the beginning, so she couldn't help asking.

After finishing speaking, she looked around again, but found that there was nothing strange, and she couldn't help being even more puzzled.

Lin Xiaoran looked at the crooked lines on the paper, and felt like crying for an instant, didn't this kill her?
The Huachao Festival is a competition for girls who have not left the court in Beijing. It mainly competes in the four aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and only in rare cases will they compete in other content.

After the competition, there will be a special person responsible for counting the scores of the ladies, and finally the top three will be selected according to the scores, and expensive gifts will be given out. At the same time, these three will be known as "talented women" Can be favored by the powerful.

Rather than talking about the Huachao Festival, it might as well be a competition for the dignitaries in Beijing and China to find their daughter-in-law.

In the book, her third younger sister, Lin Xiaoqian, won the first place in the Huachao Festival and became famous. The people who came to ask for marriage almost broke through the threshold of their Lin family, but the Lin family did not accept anyone's marriage proposal, which is very strange .

Lin Xiaoqian has been quiet since she was a child, and she likes to study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting the most. It is not surprising that she can get such good results, but Lin Xiaoran has always been used to salty fish, and she has never learned anything since she was a child. Now she needs to spend a month to complete it. His goal for more than ten years, isn't this killing her!

Is this task possible?Obviously impossible!

But she didn't want to be burdened with debt points.

Lin Xiaoran wanted to die.

"Okay, put it away, I'm not in the mood."

Lin Xiaoran threw the pen on the pen hill, curled her lips and spoke aggrievedly.

"If I had known about this kind of thing, I wouldn't be painting today."

The more Lin Xiaoran spoke, the more wronged she became, and she suddenly had the idea that the world is not worth it, but she suppressed it after only a second.

Points will be deducted for moving this idea, no.

"Hey? Miss, this is just the beginning, why don't you stop painting?"

Nanzhu picked up the pen for her, and brought it to her with a look of anticipation.

"I won't draw anymore, I feel upset."

For some reason, Lin Xiaoran recalled the dark month before the college entrance examination, and instantly felt a headache.

Nan Zhu felt strange, seeing that she was really in a bad mood, so she stopped talking and just put away her things silently.

Seeing this, the others tacitly turned around to find something to do, and soon the small area was cleared up.

Lin Xiaoran walked to a table and sat down, poured out some tea and drank a few sips, and said, "Nan Zhu, go and invite me some gentlemen."

Nan Zhu replied subconsciously, she was still keeping things in her hands, and soon she raised her head, looked at Lin Xiaoran like a ghost, and said in shock: "Miss, did you just say please sir? It's the servant who wants to teach Sir?"

After finishing speaking, she put away the things in her hand, walked over quickly, raised her hand to touch her forehead, and then said back: "I don't have a fever, miss, what's wrong with you, don't scare the servant."

What's going on, this one and the two thought she had a fever to say something wrong.

Lin Xiaoran cleared her throat, straightened her neck and said, "It's not the teacher who teaches, but the teacher who teaches piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Nanzhu, follow my orders."

(End of this chapter)

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