Concubine [Slow Wear]

What am I thinking? ! How did things go from practicing calligraphy to going to bed? ! Lin Xianxian is still a little bit blindfolded, but when it comes to her mind, it won't be what she thought. But why not let others know? ! Based on Lin Xianxian's simple understanding of feudal society, she thinks that it may be because of her lack of status and confidence. It is like being a small employee in a large company with no qualifications and background. If you show your love for the company in various ways, then there will inevitably be one of those old qualifications who are struggling in the company. We haven't made a sound yet. ! a feeling of.

As for more, because Lin Xianxian's thinking did not match the feudal thinking, she couldn't understand it.

Lin Xianxian was silent for a while, and it is not easy to tell others that you have misunderstood. After all, no one has clearly stated what her intentions are or not. What if she guessed wrong? !

Lin Xianxian simply stopped talking, buried her head and hugged the man's waist tightly.

Yinzhen thought that she was unhappy, and his heart was quite soft to cry or laugh. He supported her shoulders and turned over to hold her down, and said in a low voice, "I'm still angry with you, little conscience, who is this for? !Um?!"

The voice in the tent gradually faded, and the bed curtain swayed again,

On the second day, because Yinzhen's movements were gentler last night, Lin Xianxian got up with him. Of course, there may also be a contribution from the Health Pill.

When Lin Xianxian ordered the Cantonese-style morning tea yesterday, Yinzhen remembered about Linglong shrimp dumplings and forgot to ask her, "Sisi, are these Linglong shrimp dumplings the food of your hometown?"

"No!" Lin Xianxian answered with a sigh of relief while concentrating on fighting the difficult entanglement in front of her. She wanted to save the trouble and go straight to the matter, but the fact is that Jiangnan really doesn't have this kind of morning tea.

In addition, Sisi is the nickname Yinzhen gave to Lin Xianxian, meaning Acacia, Xiangsi, he originally wanted to call her to be Xiangxiang, but when he thought that all the maids in her courtyard started with the word Xiang, he felt the word Xiang. Some of them didn't suit her, so they replaced it with the word "Si". As for why it is love..., Yinzhen looked down at the little girl who was helping him fasten the buttons with a focused expression, and a romantic smile curved the corners of his mouth. He raised his hand to hold it. Holding her little hand, he pulled her to the dining table, thinking as he walked, maybe he could ask Su Peisheng to send her some paint for painting later.

When he got to the dining table, he could clearly see all kinds of food in the steamer. Yinzhen was also a little dazzled. In the steamer, not only the shrimp dumplings and chicken feet ordered by Lin Xianxian yesterday, but also the chefs in the dining room still had no idea. I have added steamed buns with tofu skin, small portions of braised pork and other dishes suitable for steaming. Among them, there are also a few kinds of dumplings that are also made of Chengpi. It seems that for this morning tea, the chefs in the dining room are also starting. Got a brain.

This breakfast is very satisfying and enjoyable to eat. This kind of breakfast can be continued after a small portion, and even different types of breakfast can be continued, and after eating this, I still think about the novelty of tasting that. , so that Yinzhen unknowingly, almost did not support himself.

After the meal, after rinsing his mouth with the mouthwash tea, Yinzhen asked Lin Xianxian, "What do you want?" Before the two of them cleaned their hands and prepared to eat, Yinzhen had already told Lin Xianxian that he looked at the crystal shrimp. Dumplings have a good intention and are ready to offer them up. Now asking her what she wants, it is obvious that she wants to reward her!

Lin Xianxian's eyes rolled, Yinzhen saw that she was really thinking, and couldn't help laughing. He didn't just ask her about this question, but most of the answers he got before were satisfied if he could help him. And so on, whether it's the woman in the backyard or the subordinates outside him, this has basically become a standard answer that won't make mistakes, so as not to annoy him, Yinzhen himself is a little used to hearing this. Answered.

But in reality, do they really want nothing from themselves? ! What they were asking for, he knew the answer.

Unexpectedly, I met a Lu Zhi today. Seeing Lin's appearance, Yinzhen was looking forward to her answer.

"I want to write a letter to my family and tell them that I am doing well." Lin Xianxian originally wanted a small kitchen of her own, but the small kitchen is free, but compared with the large kitchen, it is easier for people After all, although the big kitchen is nominally under the control of Fujin, but Fujin is only responsible for the expenses of the dining room, and the management of personnel and food safety in the large kitchen belongs to Fugong, who stands behind him. It was the real master of this manor.

So when the dishes came out of the big kitchen, if there were no surprises, at least it was more reliable and safer than her own small kitchen.

After all, it is not difficult to have a small kitchen, but it is not easy to find a reliable person who can look after the small kitchen.

Moreover, this requirement is also in line with the appeal of a girl who is married far away from home, which is reasonable. In contrast, the requirement of the small kitchen seems to be too self-conscious.

Lin Xianxian's words, 'It's going well', aroused Yinzhen's pity. He reached out and held Lin Xianxian's little hand, kneading it comfortably, "Okay, I have answered you. Write the letter. When it's over, you can send it to the front yard."

After hearing this, Lin Xianxian squatted down and thanked her, "Thank you for your grace."

Her charming and graceful attitude of bowing down and bowing makes Yinzhen see a bit of graceful taste that belongs to Jiangnan women only in her. This feeling of deja vu reminds Yinzhen of Nian's family and Nian's behavior. It seems that the Lianggong family's origin is also in the south of the Yangtze River, but compared with the two, Nian's graceful woman has a little bit of weakness, standing in the crowd, as long as she She frowned, as if she had been bullied and wronged by someone, while Lin's graceful woman had a bookish spirit. Yinzhen can't say which one is better. If he must say, he is willing to tolerate and pity Nian's weakness, but the bookish spirit flowing out of Lin's bones is what he likes and appreciates more.

And if this sub-book business spirit is filled with some softness that is unique to his daughter's family, Yinzhen never imagined that there would be such a person. Even if he thinks of it, his first reaction is probably a mother's temper, because he has a lot of feelings for the scholar. Men are naturally the first to think of men when the word is associated with him, but now, Lin Shi is a living person standing in front of him, which makes Yinzhen have a love for her that he can't look away from.

Yinzhen stretched out his hand to support Lin Xianxian's hand, and lifted her up gently, but his eyes were glued to her face, and he stopped for a while.

When the servants serving in the room saw the appearance of the master, they all lowered their eyes and avoided it.

As for Lin Xianxian, her face was warmed by the handsome guy's sultry gaze, her drooping eyelashes trembled, and she unconsciously raised her hands to cover her hot cheeks.

This shy little action made Yinzhen laugh, and the laughter carried a sense of confidence in the success of flirting with the little girl, which sounded a different kind of **** and sultry.

Looking at the little girl's little mouth, she pouted again, unwilling to admit defeat, Yinzhen turned his hands behind his back, leaned over slowly, closed his eyes lightly, and dropped a light kiss on her forehead.

After the kiss was settled, Yinzhen opened his eyes, looked at the glinting eyes under her eyelashes, and the small mouth that was half pursed due to his sudden attack, he couldn't help but stretch out his index finger, Lightly buttoned her forehead, "Little girl!"

'Why hit me? ! ' Lin Xianxian raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, her cheeks became a ball of grievance, and these four words were written brightly in her eyes when she looked at Yinzhen's accusing eyes.

The little girl who recruits people without knowing it! Yinzhen rubbed his index finger behind his back, stared at Lin Xianxian's smiling eyes, his eyes darkened, he stared at Lin Xianxian for a moment, suddenly straightened up and walked towards the outside, "Su Peisheng, go."

A bunch of people in the room bowed to see him off, only Lin Xianxian and some monks with Zhang Er were confused, what! Is this gone? !

After walking out of Tinglan Courtyard in a little haste, Yinzhen whispered to Su Peisheng, "Go ahead and choose some good items. When your letter from Master Lin has been written, send it to Lin's house in Jiangnan. You do it yourself, do it in a low-key manner, do you understand what Master means?"

Su Peisheng bowed, "The servant knows." Isn't it because he can't let the other masters in the backyard know about this, he understands! After all, the reward given by the master to Ling Ge is somewhat similar to the gift given by the son-in-law to the Yue family. If Fu Jin finds out about it, I am afraid that the first person who cannot spare Ling Ge will be this one. "The servant must have done it properly for you, and I will never let... know." As he spoke, Su Peisheng glanced in the direction of the main courtyard to show that he understood the master's instructions, "You can rest assured. ."

"Yeah." Yinzhen stood up straight and was about to concentrate on walking when he suddenly remembered something. He turned to the side again. Su Peisheng, who had already straightened up and was about to retreat, saw this and leaned over again, "Master?"

"Have you kept your Master Lin's painting properly?"

"When it's finished, put it in the study in the front yard, in the box in the second row on the Bogu shelf." Su Peisheng described the location of the painting in detail to convey his goodness to the master.

"Yeah." Yinzhen recalled the location following Su Peisheng's words. He was afraid that Su Peisheng would throw the painting directly into the painting bottle. The small portrait that Lin painted for him was not suitable for people to put there. Appreciation.

Yinzhen rubbed the wrench on his thumb with the hand behind his back, and instructed, "Your Master Lin likes to paint, so ask someone to go to the warehouse to find some good dyes for your Master Lin to send." After thinking about it, he added more One sentence, "I will deliver it in the afternoon."

"Yes, the servant will do it now." Su Peisheng bowed, unable to restrain himself from secretly glancing at the master, who was a little out of place after he came out of Tinglan Courtyard.

Yinzhen didn't notice Su Peisheng's sneaking glances, he just put his hands behind his back to speed up his pace, until he got into the carriage and he was the only one left in the carriage, his tumultuous emotions that had started from nowhere gradually calmed down. down.