The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Xue Tingsheng was stunned. He was already upset, and now this woman was trying to turn the tables on him. The anger that he had suppressed with great difficulty flared up again.

He stood up and patted the snow off his body. "Who told you to build a snowman in the middle of the road? Why did you build it here in such a spacious snowy area? Also, this is a study, why are you making noise here? Have you never learned the rules?"

Rong Ziying was also stunned. Although Xue Sheng was more handsome than those Cenzhou men she was used to seeing, she didn't expect him to be so unromantic.

However, she has watched quite a few operas about happy enemies, and wasn't it always like this: they were disgusted with each other at the beginning, but ended up falling in love with each other?

So she was no longer afraid. She was not right but confident: "I am not your slave. No one can teach me the rules of a slave. Do you think I am your servant? This is ridiculous!"

At this time, Chun Tao pretended to be in a hurry and reminded her at the right time: "Miss, this is Master Xue..."

At this time, Rong Ziying covered her mouth, lowered her head and bowed to him, "Excuse me Ziying, I didn't know you were Tingsheng's cousin..."

Xue Tingsheng looked at her with some disdain: "Are you Rong Ziying?"

It turned out to be someone from Aunt Rong's side, which made him even more annoyed.

Rong Ziying didn't notice Xue Tingsheng's annoyance, and hesitated to speak: "But... cousin Tingsheng broke my snowman, please apologize to it."

"Who are you apologizing to?" Xue Tingsheng thought he had heard it wrong.

"And a snowman." Rong Ziying raised her eyebrows slightly coquettishly and glanced at Xue Tingsheng secretly.

Young Master Xue, who wanted to come out and teach someone a lesson, seemed to have swallowed a fly. He could not utter a word. He just glared at Rong Ziying like a fool and went back to his study.

Rong Ziying then looked up at the direction where Xue Tingsheng left, and smiled triumphantly: "Chuntao, look, Xue Tingsheng remembers me, doesn't he?"

Chun Tao was worried: "But why do I feel that the young master is really angry?"

"What do you know?" Rong Ziying said, "If his heart is as hard as a rock and he has no feelings for me, then that would be a problem."

After saying that, she squatted down again and repaired the snowman calmly, humming the soft Cenzhou tune leisurely.

Hearing the voice, Xue Tingsheng glanced at Rong Ziying from a distance and concluded: she was sick.

We'll have to get someone to shovel away that stupid snowman.

……

The next evening.

Xue Tingsheng's eyes were dry and sore after reading all day, and he felt dizzy looking at the distinct black and white words on the scroll.

At this moment, I suddenly smelled a sweet scent.

Suddenly he looked up and saw a woman in a charming yellow dress under the dim candlelight. She was holding a string of bright red candied haws in one hand and she stretched it in front of him.

The sudden appearance of bright colors brightened his tired eyes.

Looking closely, it was Rong Ziying again.

Before he could speak, Rong Ziying passed the candied haws to him again, motioning him to take it: "It's your treat."

Xue Tingsheng was a little puzzled and hesitantly took the candied haws that was about to drip with sugar juice.

Rong Ziying was not shy and found a chair to sit down. She said apologetically, "Cousin, I was too reckless yesterday. I came here today to apologize to you. Please don't be angry with me, right?"

Xue Tingsheng considered himself a gentleman, and he firmly believed that women and villains were difficult to raise. It would be shameful for him to get angry with a woman.

So he said, "I am not a narrow-minded person."

"Really?" Rong Ziying was delighted: "So my cousin is not angry with me anymore?"

Xue Tingsheng frowned: "What's there to be angry about?"

Rong Ziying smiled brightly: "I thought cousin Tingsheng would hate me for this, but I feel relieved when I hear what cousin said."

Xue Tingsheng thought to himself: It’s still very annoying.

As she spoke, Rong Ziying gave the candied haws to Chuntao, and took something out from her sleeve. She stood up and walked to Xue Tingsheng's desk, handing it to him with both hands: "Cousin, this is the purse you dropped next to the snowman yesterday."

Xue Tingsheng took it and looked at it: "It's mine, but... why is there a magpie here?"

Speaking of this, Rong Ziying raised her chin and said, "Yesterday I saw that the purse was dirty, so I washed it. When I washed it, I found a crack on it, so I... took the initiative to embroider a magpie on it to repair it. I am not good at needlework, so please don't laugh at me, cousin."

After saying that, she took the candied haws from Chuntao again.

At this moment, someone pushed open the door of the study.

The person who came was of slender figure. Even with the winter clothes on, her waist was still thin. Her skin was as white as snow, and her soft eyes were exceptionally bright even under the candlelight. The only flaw in her beauty was that even with her hair deliberately covering it, a slight bruise on her left cheekbone could still be seen.

Before meeting Fu Rongxin, Xue Tingsheng, who had been reading for a day, still thought that Rong Ziying was quite eye-catching. But when Fu Rongxin came, Rong Ziying instantly became dim, which was a world of difference.

Fu Rongxinzhi glanced at Rong Ziying quietly, and then said to Xue Tingsheng: "Cousin, my aunt said that you have worked hard in studying, so she specially stewed some ginseng chicken soup and asked me to bring it to you."

As she spoke, Caizhi took out the food box and brought out the steaming chicken soup.

She saw the candied haws in Xue Tingsheng's hand and said softly, "Why is my cousin eating these dirty things? My aunt will be unhappy if she sees it."

Fu Rongxin saw Rong Ziying's pretentious look yesterday. She was indeed the little bitch brought by Xue Tingliu. She was trying to seduce him just after she arrived. I'm afraid Xue Tingliu wanted to place his own people next to her eldest brother.

Fu Rongxin glanced at Rong Ziying: Just a jumping clown, do you think she, Fu Rongxin, is dead?

Rong Ziying was also looking at Fu Rongxin: "This is Sister Rongxin, right? I heard that you were recuperating a few days ago, and I haven't seen you since."

After she finished speaking, she took a bite of the candied haws and said, "Although I'm from Cenzhou, I'm not a vulgar person. The things I pick for my cousin are naturally the best, not dirty things."

Fu Rongxin remained calm and said, "Sister Rong, you don't know that my cousin is now focusing on the imperial examination. He can't afford to make any mistakes in his food or drink. Sister, there is no brother in your family who has passed the imperial examination, so I guess you don't know how important the Spring Examination is."

Rong Ziying was unhappy: Fu Rongxin was just a daughter of a merchant family, and was not as good as her. How could she have the nerve to ridicule her background?

But she just patted her head in annoyance: "Sister Rongxin's family is a merchant family. She has a brother who also has no imperial examination experience, but she is so meticulous about these details. In the end, I am careless and not as thoughtful as my sister."

Fu Rongxin narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this: It's rare that there are people in this world who even she thinks are pretentious.

Rong Ziying sighed again: "People say that I have a straightforward personality. I guess it's because I played a lot with my brothers when I was young, so my personality is like a boy's. I'm not as caring as my sister."

As she spoke, she moved closer to Fu Rongxin: "I don't have many sisters of the same age in my family. I never liked playing with girls since I was a child. I always felt that they were scheming and not as frank as boys. But when I saw Sister Rongxin, I felt happy. I hope Sister Rongxin won't think I'm dumb and always say the wrong things."

Facing Rong Ziying, Fu Rongxin suddenly felt powerless: This kind of person is so shameless. He clearly said malicious words, but he insisted on pretending to be stupid and pretending to be straightforward in order to stop others from fighting back.

Rong Ziying continued to talk: "Sister, you must be very popular in Linzhou, right? I wonder if your family has arranged a marriage for you? Sister is so beautiful, I'm afraid there will be many people who want to marry you."

Looking at Fu Rongxin's increasingly gloomy face, Rong Ziying slapped her head again: "Oh, did I say something wrong again? Are you angry, sister?"