The Devious First-Daughter

"If it was a few years ago, the prince would have had the chance to see sister Ziying, but now, what's the use of talking about it!" Ning Xueyan sighed.

"A girl with a poor life is nothing like this, but the fifth girl said that I have no chance to meet this Ziying girl, but she is really wrong. Let's see what this is?"

Wen Xueran stood up with a smile, the folding fan "snaked" in her hand, folded it, then put it on the table beside her, turned to the servant, and took a scroll from the servant's hand. There are a lot fewer scrolls, and there is a light pink silk cover on the outside, which can be seen from a careful collection.

Heng Yuqing also looked over curiously.

The scroll was opened, and everyone looked sideways, only to see a simple street, full of people coming and going, the full moon was in the sky, on a bridge in the middle of the picture, a girl in plain clothes stood there with a maid, the girl Ning Xueyan's whole body trembled because of her charming and unparalleled appearance.

She has seen that face for more than ten years, so she clearly knows that it is Ning Ziying, and the one behind, although vague, can be vaguely seen to be Lan Ning, and her face suddenly turns pale, why? Possibly, how could it be possible for Wen Xueran to have her own portrait in her hands.

In my memory, the few times I sneaked out to visit the night market were all with Xia Yuhang, and when I looked at the other side of the bridge in the picture, there was a bang in my head, like a lightning strike, and I couldn't control my face. With a horrified expression, his slender fingers were clenched subconsciously, and there was actually a slender figure on the other side of the bridge.

How could it be possible, how could it be possible to know, how could Wen Xueran know about his relationship with Xia Yuhang, could it be that he was there at the time?

This figure is clearer than Lan Ning's. Even though it's just a side profile, you can still see that it's Xia Yuhang. He is looking up at the girl on the bridge with a gentle face. The talented man and the beautiful woman, everything has become the background, the two people can be seen clearly even if they don't stand out, this is the theme of the whole picture.

"A beauty is like jade across the clouds. Even though it is just a picture, it can be seen that this Ziying girl is so beautiful. If I had known that there was such a beauty in your house, it would be much more beautiful than your house." Let's hang out." With a regretful face, Wen Xueran pointed at the girl in the painting with the fan in her hand, and sighed a bit, as if she had met her late, but the tone sounded a bit frivolous.

"My lord, where did this painting come from?" Although her face was still a little pale, Ning Xueyan's expression had basically returned to calm, and she raised her eyes and asked softly.

"This was given to me by the prince of Lijun. I heard that the painting here is the girl Ziying from your mansion. I originally wanted to visit the mansion, but later I said that this girl is so beautiful. I'm sorry." Wen Xueran's eyes fell on Ning Xueyan's face, and then she sighed suddenly.

The implication is that if Ning Ziying is still alive, she will definitely visit again now.

He is a foreigner, and he is also a well-known romantic son. He actually wanted to visit a boudoir daughter. Ning Xueyan gritted her teeth in secret, raised her head, glared at Wen Xueran angrily, and said bluntly: "Sister Ziying I won't regret it."

Heng Yuqing's eyes shifted from Wen Xueran's body to Ning Xueyan's body, her lips moved, but no sound came out after all, then she lowered her head and looked at the scroll painting carefully, it seemed that it was really painted It seems that the Chinese are attracted.

"The fifth girl is not Miss Ziying, how do you know that Miss Ziying will not regret it?" Wen Xueran seemed not to hear the anger in Ning Xueyan's words, proudly raised her handsome chin and slender fingers at Ning Xueyan It flicked lightly on the paper, and it happened to land on Xia Yuhang's body.

He tilted his head in some doubts, and asked curiously: "It's not that Brother Huaiyuan has an unusual relationship with Miss Ziying, why does this one look like Brother Yuhang instead of Brother Huaiyuan! Sure enough It's a famous girl who loves each other, could it be that the relationship between this girl and this girl Ziying is unusual?"

Seeing that he described himself like this, Ning Xueyan couldn't control the anger in her heart, her face suddenly turned cold, she stood up abruptly, stretched out her hand to grab the scroll, and brought it to herself, saying coldly Said: "Don't you think that the prince of Lijun has misunderstood the person? What's more, sister Ziying and elder brother are just one, two-faced fate, how can there be so many fates?"

She couldn't help but not be angry, Wen Xueran's words were easy to say, it seemed to be saying that Ning Ziying was hooking up with each other, and these words were clearly ruining Ning Ziying's reputation.

Sensing that Ning Xueyan was exerting strength in her hands, Wen Xueran suddenly let go of her hand, and the painting was pulled straight to Ning Xueyan's side. Yan's peach blossom eyes blinked a couple of times, but there was a bit of a dull look in them.

It was completely different from his usual romantic attitude.

"Fifth girl, don't be angry. I also heard from others. I heard that the relationship between Miss Ziying and Brother Huaiyuan was reported by your house. I'm not talking nonsense. As for the matter of Brother Yuhang, it's from here. From Zhang's painting, no matter how you look at it, this person looks like Brother Yuhang from Xiafu."

After being startled by Ning Xueyan's sudden anger, Wen Xueran explained.

It came from the Huguohou Mansion? The mansion had already issued a password ban before, saying that no one was allowed to talk about Ning Ziying, but now, from an outsider like Wen Xueran, Ning Xueyan suddenly smiled, and her eyes widened. There was a bloodthirsty chill at the bottom, those people, even if they were dead, would not let her go, and they were still ruining her reputation.

"No matter where the prince got this scroll, I will thank the prince on behalf of sister Ziying. As for the matter of sister Ziying, she has actually engaged in a marriage. As for who, I think My son, you should be able to see it too!" Ning Xueyan raised her face, a slight sarcasm appeared on her slightly pale face, a pair of bright watery eyes, as if immersed in an ice nest, chilling, It's frustrating.

No matter who painted this painting, she is unwilling to keep it in the hands of others. Such a painting, such a handwriting, is not something that idiot Ao Xian can draw. Wearing a veil, how could she ever show her face so openly.

Then there is Lan Ning, even if Ao Xian saw her, or the wind blew her veil at that time, she didn't believe that Ao Xian could see clearly who was the maid behind her in such a short time, and who was she? What it looks like can be expressed on the screen.

Knowing clearly the appearance of her previous life, the appearance of her maidservant, and the relationship between herself and Xia Yuhang, and adding this familiar brushwork, even if Ning Xueyan wanted to admit it, she couldn't do it. It was drawn by Xia Yuhang, and this was actually drawn by Xia Yuhang.

Looking at the brush and ink traces on this scroll, this painting should have been drawn not long ago, and it must have been written by Xia Yuhang.

No matter what purpose Xia Yuhang painted for, she couldn't tolerate the painting being left outside. Just now, she was trying hard with her hands, thinking that if Wen Xueran didn't let go, she would just tear the painting into pieces, but she never thought that Wen Xueran would see the opportunity Li has let go, but even so, she must take back this painting today.

If it doesn't work, she ruins it!

Lan Ning, who was standing behind her, had also woken up from the horror in the painting. At this time, she tried her best not to let her tears fall. For such a good girl, there is still someone who is behind her. She hated and felt sad for not letting her be at peace, but letting such vicious rumors spread in the mansion.

"Miss Ziying is still engaged? Could it be Brother Yuhang? This...how is this possible?" Wen Xueran's eyes flickered, and she stretched out her hand as if to point to Xia Yuhang on the painting, but then found that the painting was in Ning Xueyan In his hand, he had to tap casually in the air, quite awkwardly.

"Senior, no matter who Ziying's fiancé is, it has nothing to do with Shizi. This painting has just been thanked on behalf of Ziying. I will go to Ziying's spirit and burn the painting right now, so as not to spread it. Those indecent words ruined Sister Ziying's innocent reputation for no reason."

Ning Xueyan said coldly, she was in no mood at this time, so she stayed to enjoy the flowers and drink.

No longer in the mood to chat with others, her voice was as cold as the cold wind in March, although it was not high-pitched, it contained the meaning of ice.

Seeing that she looked wrong, Heng Yuqing immediately got up, said goodbye to Wen Xueran with her, and turned to go out together.

"Xueyan, are you okay, or this is not what you thought." Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Heng Yuqing looked at Ning Xueyan who was still stern, and persuaded softly, hesitated for a moment, and said, " Or, will you recognize the wrong... person?"

"I'm fine, thank you Yuqing." Looking at Heng Yuqing, Ning Xueyan showed a slight smile and nodded.

Afterwards, the two of them didn't talk any more, they got into their own carriages and went back to their homes. Today's outings can be regarded as parting ways.

Under the peach blossom tree, Wen Xueran was sitting alone in the pavilion, facing the peach blossoms all over the courtyard, a charming smile appeared on her handsome face, those charming peach blossom eyes bent into two moons in a good mood, picked up Drink the wine in hand.

"My lord, if Miss Ning Wu took this painting, she wouldn't find anything, would she?" the servant standing behind him suddenly said in a low voice.

"What did you find? Is there anything to discover? Anyway, I didn't draw this painting. Even if I found something, it doesn't matter." Wen Xueran smiled lazily, the corners of her lips were as beautiful as peach blossoms, and the garden was full of peach blossoms Falling down, but nothing compared to the coquettish smile on the corner of his lips.

"Your Majesty, this Miss Ning Wu has nothing to do with this matter, right?" The servant asked cautiously, not understanding what the deep meaning in his master's eyes meant.

"Either it's related, or it's not." Wen Xueran's lips curled slightly, and she picked up the fan and opened it in a cool manner, and shook it.

Once in and out, he kept all the boy's questions in his mouth, secretly looked at his master's handsome face, and didn't understand what the smile on his face meant. What is the meaning of the superficial affection!