Scheme of the Official Descendant

The taste of Tanji Roast Duck in Yunyang City is really different from that in Kyoto, and Ren Yaoqi doesn't know where the difference is, although it seems that the roasting heat and sauce are the same.

Ren Yaoqi felt that Xiao Jinglin was very satisfied with the meal, because by the time they finished their meal, there was basically no food left on Xiao Jinglin's table. She remembered that the princess seemed to have a good habit of not wasting food.

The three of them finished their lunch in silence, and then the servant girl came in to wait for them to wash their mouths and clean their hands to clean up the dishes.

While sitting in the inner room drinking tea, Ren Yaoqi said: "Young Master Xiao, may I borrow someone from your subordinates?" Seeing Xiao Jingxi looking over, Ren Yaoqi hastily added, "Just ask him to send me a Just a letter."

"Let Hongying go." Xiao Jinglin said from the side.

Ren Yaoqi was taken aback when she heard the words, and then thought that the maids around Xiao Jinglin were also good at martial arts, and their skills should not be worse than Dong Sheng's.

"Hongying's skills are good, but if you want to sneak into the inner house, you should use my people." Xiao Jingxi smiled, "It's not like they haven't done things like delivering letters."

He smiled and glanced at Ren Yaoqi.

Ren Yaoqi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by his pointed eyes. The last time he asked Dongsheng to deliver a letter to him, he didn't ask Xiao Jingxi what the master meant. Although Xiao Jingxi didn't look like he wanted to argue with her. It made her feel that the sentence she asked was a bit pretentious.

Xiao Jinglin didn't pay attention to the atmosphere between Xiao Jingxi and Ren Yaoqi, she thought about it and said nothing. Her maid has been following her at the border. Although her martial arts are good, she is indeed not as familiar with the conditions of each household in Yunyang City as the people around Xiao Jingxi.

This large private room must be used by people of status on weekdays, including some literati, so a two-foot-high mahogany desk is placed against the wall, and the four treasures of the study are placed on it.

Ren Yaoqi went over and took a look at the paper and ink. They were all good things, but they were all things that could be bought in the pen and ink shops in Yunyang City, and they were not special.

Hongying hurried over and asked in a low voice, "Miss, do you want to use pen and ink?"

Ren Yaoqi nodded, originally wanted to call Apple who was standing outside, but Hongying had already stepped forward to help her sharpen the ink. Ren Yaoqi also followed her.

After a while, Ren Yaoqi stood in front of the desk with his left hand and bowed his head to write with ink.

A light came in from the half-opened window, and it happened to shine on her left hand holding the pen. The fingertips were as crystal clear as plain snow. At first glance, it was a bit dazzling, but the strength in holding the pen was calm. Not the slightest stagnation.

Xiao Jingxi came over at some point and stood aside watching her write.

Ren Yaoqi smelled a clear medicinal fragrance, but it made her concentrate on writing more calmly.

It wasn't until the last stroke was made that Xiao Jingxi's voice sounded nearby: "Are you used to writing with your left hand?"

Xiao Jingxi calmly withdrew his gaze from Ren Yaoqi's fingertips.

The reason why he asked this was because Ren Yaoqi's left-handed handwriting had no special features, but it was very neat, and it looked like he had practiced it for many years. At Ren Yaoqi's age, if he used his right hand to write most of the time, it should be impossible to practice his left hand so well, and there is no need for it.

But he remembered that when Ren Yaoqi held the chopsticks, he obviously used his right hand when holding the chess pieces, so he was inevitably a little curious.

Ren Yaoqi glanced back at Xiao Jingxi, thought for a while and changed the pen to her right hand, then took out a piece of white paper and wrote the word "Jing" on it.

Although there is only one character, it makes people with discerning eyes feel that it is not from the same hand as the character written by her left hand before. Ren Yaoqi's handwriting is excellent, with a free and easy atmosphere in the clear and elegant, very famous style, which even her father is very satisfied with.

"I just don't want people to recognize me when I write with my left hand." Ren Yaoqi explained with a smile.

She has practiced right handwriting for more than 20 years, even if she wants to change the handwriting, it can be recognized by familiar people. Fortunately, she can read people with her left hand.

Xiao Jingxi stared at the word "Jing" in a daze.

In fact, when Ren Yaoqi wrote it, he just wrote it casually, probably because Xiao Jinglin was standing opposite the desk. Because the two were already friends, she didn't care about the so-called taboo. It's just that she forgot that Xiao Jingxi's name also has the word Jing in it.

Fortunately, Xiao Jingxi's face calmed down quickly, and he picked up the piece of paper as if nothing had happened, and compared it with the written letter held by Ren Yaoqi: "The right hand Handwriting is better than left-handed writing." He commented objectively.

Ren Yaoqi smiled and turned to look at him when he heard the words, half-truthfully said: "It's natural, I usually use my right hand, and I mostly write with my left hand when I do bad things."

Xiao Jingxi looked at the smiling face close at hand, and hearing her jokes on him, couldn't help laughing.

Xiao Jinglin, who was standing on the other side of the book case, saw the two people behind the book case. One was a gentleman like jade, the other was gentle and beautiful. Each of them held a piece of ink-stained paper in their hands, and they smiled at each other in a tacit understanding. After that, whispered. The picture was so harmonious that one couldn't bear to break it.

By coincidence, the princess who never liked poems and songs, nor liked sad spring and autumn, opened her mouth and murmured softly: "From now on, the green temples will look at the grass, and the * will add fragrance. .”

Her voice was very low, so Ren Yaoqi didn't hear it. She also didn't notice that the expression on Xiao Jingxi's face who was standing beside her suddenly became very strange.

By the time she noticed, Second Young Master Xiao had already returned to normal as if his face had changed. It's just that the tip of his ear suddenly turned red for no reason.

Ren Yaoqi was talking to him about the future arrangements, but she didn't pay attention to the expression on his face.

Xiao Jingxi lowered his head to look at Ren Yaoqi's slightly trembling eyelashes while speaking, the voice that came into his ears was very soft, soft and pleasant, which made him stay in place when he originally wanted to walk away. Can't move.

This feeling is very strange, like hearing, seeing, and smelling all of a sudden become very sensitive, but also falling into a kind of nightmare, what he hears, sees, and smells is only related to that specific person. So the movement of the body is imprisoned instead.

Xiao Jingxi was suddenly a little dazed. According to common sense, it is impossible for such an expression to appear on the face of Young Master Xiao who is regarded as an immortal.

Facts have proved that no one is really omnipotent. At least in the life of the omnipotent Second Young Master Xiao, there are mysteries that even he cannot understand.

Of course, with the ability of our Second Young Master Xiao, it is only a matter of time and experience to understand these things.

"Young Master Xiao?" Seeing that Xiao Jingxi didn't respond to her words, Ren Yaoqi couldn't help turning her head and calling, but saw Xiao Jingxi watching her motionless, not knowing what she was thinking.

Fortunately, her shout brought Xiao Jingxi back to his senses, Second Young Master Xiao lowered his eyes, and said calmly: "Let Tong Xi go."

Ren Yaoqi glanced at Xiao Jingxi with a strange expression. She just asked Xiao Jingxi if she could let Dongsheng deliver the letter. Then Xiao Jingxi thought for a long time and replied to her, let Tongxi go.

Aren't Dongsheng and Tongxi the same person?

Or is Xiao Jingxi a quirk, thinking that those who use him must accept the name he gives? Does even domineering have to be expressed in such a subtle and "graceful" way? The world of gods is indeed beyond the comprehension of mortals.

Ren Yaoqi was silent for a while, then nodded meekly and smiled, "Okay." As long as Xiao Jingxi is willing to help, she doesn't mind accommodating his hobby.

Xiao Jingxi asked Hongying to call Dongsheng in, Ren Yaoqi folded the dried paper and handed it to Dongsheng, and then gave him a few instructions.

Xiao Jingxi didn't interfere with their conversation, walked to the table and sat down to drink tea by himself.

Xiao Jinglin also sat back opposite him, staring at Xiao Jingxi thoughtfully.

"You blushed again just now." Xiao Jinglin's voice was very low this time, only she and Xiao Jingxi could hear it.

"You read it wrong." Xiao Jingxi stopped the hand holding the teacup, but his tone was still calm and gentle, without any guilt, and returned a gentle smile to his sister.

Xiao Jinglin propped her chin, looked at him carefully for a while, and then concluded with a deadpan expression: "You are lying."

Xiao Jingxi: "..."

When Ren Yaoqi ordered Dongsheng to come back, he saw that the two brothers and sisters sitting at the table were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit strange. Can't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Jinglin wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xiao Jingxi first: "It's okay, it's just that Lin'er is thinking about the daughter's banquet not long ago, and she is worrying about what talent to perform."

Ren Yaoqi looked at Xiao Jinglin, but saw that Xiao Jinglin's face seemed to be stiff. Just about to ask a question, Xiao Jingxi smiled and said gently: "Mother specially invited a luthier into the mansion, and plans to teach her calligraphy and painting in person. So if she wants to go out in the future... I'm afraid it will be more difficult."

As he said that, Xiao Jingxi gave Xiao Jinglin a meaningful look, and smiled like a brother who dotes on his younger sister.

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