She Shocks The Whole World After Retirement

After two years of seclusion, she could finally rest, and it was rare for Jing Jiaren to relax mentally. Last night, she took a bath and drank the Shen Shen Soup. This night, Jing Jiaren slept very soundly.

The next morning, if Honghong hadn't been roaring downstairs, Jing Jiaren might have fallen asleep and missed the swearing-in ceremony. She was startled by Hong Hong's roar. When she opened her eyes, she heard a smiling female voice asking: "Hong Hong, your master hasn't gotten up yet?"

Judging from the voice, she must be the dowry nanny her mother brought from the Zhang family. Jing Jiaren has called her Grandma Green Cotton since she was a child.

Jing Jiaren got up quickly, took off her silk coat and put it on. She opened the sliding door and walked to the balcony. Leaning on the railing, she shouted to Grandma Lu Mian who was standing in the yard downstairs talking to Hong Hong: "Grandma Lu Mian, it's so early. Just come here?”

Lu Mian is a grandma who looks to be in her sixties. She is wearing a dark green dress and her long white hair is combed meticulously.

Lu Mian raised her head with a warm voice, and when she saw Jing Jiaren, her eyes suddenly showed kindness.

Jing Jiaren had just woken up in the morning, and Jing Jiaren's three thousand black hair was draped slightly messily behind her shoulders, which weakened her aloofness and added a little tenderness of a young woman. Looking at the increasingly graceful woman, Lu Mian's voice unconsciously became softer, "Beauty, your mother asked me to come over and make you a bowl of pasta to get a good omen."

Compared with other super worlds, the Divination Continent, which believes in divination, is somewhat superstitious.

They believe that eating a bowl of pasta before attending big games or important occasions will be a good omen.

Jing Jiaren smiled and sighed helplessly: "Mom is really superstitious, so I'll trouble Grandma Lu Mian."

"good."

Jing Jiaren's thoughts flashed, and the lock blocking the door automatically opened and the green cotton was put in.

Jing Jiaren returned to the room and entered the cloakroom.

All her dresses are in the same black and red style. Although the colors are the same, the styles are exquisite yet elegant. Jing Jiaren chose a black dress with a tube top design, with an exaggerated camellia tied to the chest.

Such an exaggerated skirt, worn on Jing Jiaren, made her skin look like cream and her neck was slender.

Jing Jiaren put her hair in a dish and when she came downstairs, the noodles were already cooked.

"Beauty, come and eat." Lu Mian wiped his hands and stood at the side of the restaurant. After Jing Jiaren finished eating the noodles, he took the bowl into the kitchen and said, "Your mother asked you to go to her place before setting off. She has something to tell you."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Jing Jiaren stood up, washed her hands, said goodbye to Hong Hong, and then went to the patriarch's mansion.

*

Jing Jiaren's mother is named Zhang Zhanyi. She is a woman with a cold and elegant temperament. From the back, she looks like Jing Jiaren who has been immersed in time.

Early in the morning, the maid gently placed clusters of brightly blooming bouquets on the stone table. Mrs. Zhang selected a few bouquets from them and said, "Remove the others." The Jing family has its own spiritual herb courtyard. Flowers are also cultivated. Every morning, the gardener will pick a batch of flowers before sunrise and send them all to the patriarch's house. After Zhang has finished selecting, other spiritual flowers will be sent to other people's yards.

Zhang cut a bouquet of magnolia flowers, placed it on a black jade plate, and then decorated it with a rockery stone. A flower arrangement full of oriental charm was completed. "Take this bouquet of flowers to the patriarch's desk."

"good."

As soon as the maid took away the bouquet, Mrs. Zhang turned around and looked out the courtyard door. Seeing the slim and elegant woman standing outside the door, a cold but touching smile appeared on her face. "Beautiful lady, come here quickly and see me."

Jing Jiaren pushed the door open, walked in, walked around the camellia garden, and came to Mrs. Zhang. "Mother."

Jing Jiaren sat down on the empty stool next to Zhang and casually picked up a thin bamboo and started playing with it. Mrs. Zhang stared at her movements and guided her with a gentle voice. When Jing Jiaren finished playing with it, she looked at the thin bamboo in the green jade vase and commented: "Yes, the artistic conception is there, but it is too full. "

Mrs. Zhang picked up the scissors and seemingly casually cut the bamboo branch on the left side of the thin bamboo. The artistic conception of the flower arrangement suddenly became elegant and delicate.

"Mom is still amazing." Jing Jiaren praised sincerely.

Ms. Zhang shook her head, and said with a serious pun: "Oriental flower art pays attention to the beauty of artistic conception. Too much is not enough, and too much is messy. The same is true for flower arrangement, and the same is true for life." Ms. Zhang stared at Jing Jiaren with a pair of cold and beautiful eyes, He added: "Beauty, you are like the thin bamboo in this vase. Although you have grown tall and tall, your life has been too smooth and you have never suffered any setbacks. If you are bent by a strong wind, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

Jing Jiaren understood that this was the purpose of her mother calling her over to talk. "Mom, you want to warn me not to be arrogant and look down on other contestants just because you have some talents and abilities?"

Mrs. Zhang was quite pleased to see that Jing Jiaren could understand her with just a few clicks.

She nodded and replied: "Yes. You are my daughter. I know better than anyone else that no matter how calm and calm you are externally, you are always arrogant deep down. My mother was very similar to you when she was young, and she always felt that I am superior to others and the best in the world. But this day, it is very big, and there are many mountains outside the mountains and people outside the world."

"You are indeed talented in divination, but how can the contestants who can finally enter the divination event be ordinary people? You have been in retreat these years, are the other contestants just wasting their time? Beauty, you will always have to compete. If you have a sense of reverence, you will not fall too badly. I hope you can understand this truth."

Zhang has always been smart and has a delicate heart. Jing Jiaren has been very obedient to her mother's discipline since she was a child.

Zhang's words had a greater impact on Jing Jiaren than the non-trivial words Jing Ruge said yesterday.

Jing Jiaren thought about it carefully before humbly responding: "Mom is right."

Mrs. Zhang looked at the time and saw that she had plenty of time, so she started chatting with Jing Jiaren again. "How was your harvest from this trip to the inner courtyard?"

Jing Jiaren subconsciously replied: "Successfully finding the "Secret Art of Divination" is the greatest reward."

Mrs. Zhang smiled, looked at her meaningfully, and then said: "What about other aspects? Have you never met any young man who fell in love with you? Your father and I, your aunt and your uncle are all We met and fell in love in the inner courtyard. For us, the inner courtyard has a special meaning. I thought you could also meet your beloved partner in the inner courtyard."

Jing Jiaren glanced at Mrs. Zhang angrily, then lowered her head and said in a self-deprecating tone: "The matter between me and Ye Qingyang has spread throughout the three thousand worlds, who dares to provoke a heartless and unjust woman like me? "Jing Jiaren has no intention of getting married in this life.

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, her heart ached. She held Jing Jiaren's hand in her palm and sighed: "As time goes by, everyone will forget this matter. By the way, in the inner courtyard, there is no child like Ye Qingyang." Are you bullying you on purpose?"

Jing Jiaren shook her head, "He is not that kind of sinister villain."

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