The daughter of the firstborn is rebellious and is reborn to bury her whole family

Xianglan looked the other person up and down. Based on her limited experience, she felt that the girl standing in front of her was either rich or noble.

Thinking of this, she gently tugged at Shen Qiyin's sleeve and tilted her head to look at her.

do you know it?

Shen Qiyin shook his head almost imperceptibly.

but--

Although I don't know him, I have some clues.

The cloak that the woman was wearing was made of Yunjin, which was mostly used by the inner palace. The reason why she recognized it was because it was Yunjin that Emperor Xuanwu had rewarded her with before.

In other words, this person is most likely someone from the palace.

When Shen Qiyin came back to her senses, she heard Xianglan say in a crisp voice: "Miss, you are too kind. I was just talking nonsense."

"This is nonsense!"

The woman disagreed: "Everyone's experience is different, so the feeling of reading the book will naturally be different."

"Most people see it as a lingering love story, but you read a different perspective from it, which really makes me admire you."

When Xianglan heard this, she actually thought it was a compliment, so she immediately changed her words and said, "It's because my young lady taught me well."

Hearing this, the woman unconsciously turned her gaze to Shen Qiyin.

Shen Qiyin nodded to the other party.

Unexpectedly, he heard the other party say: "I have only heard that you are a great doctor. Today, after seeing you, I know that your insight is also so good, that's why you can train such a smart girl."

In one sentence, Xianglan only paid attention to two words: "training... hehehe..."

Shen Qiyin saw her almost obscene smile and knew that some strange idea had popped up in her little head again, so he denied it seriously: "Miss, you misunderstood, this is not what I taught you."

After hearing this, Xianglan pouted her lips so much that an oil bottle could be hung on them, and called out "Miss" in a sticky voice, like she was acting like a spoiled child.

The woman was amazed at what she saw.

"You two don't act like master and servant."

Not like sisters either.

The atmosphere between them was neither that of a master-servant relationship nor that of a sisterly affection.

Instead, it feels like a close friend, giving people a relaxed and pleasant feeling.

Perhaps because of speculation, they chatted for a while longer, and there was no lack of communication when they were choosing books.

Because Shen Qiyin had copied books in the past, she had read many kinds of books, so she understood a little about everything you talked about with her.

Although Xianglan didn't understand, her angle of approach was always exceptionally unique.

The few of them had a very pleasant conversation, so when they left the bookstore, they even made an appointment to meet next time.

Shen Qiyin also asked, "I have not yet asked what your name is, young lady?"

The woman smiled and said, "My surname is Yan, and my given name is 'Shu'."

Shen Qiyin chewed on the two words carefully: "Yan Shu, Yan Shu..."

Why did she feel like she had heard this name before?

It was not until Yan Shu's carriage had gone far away that she suddenly remembered that the Marquis of Qingyang's surname was Yan, with a single given name, Zhao. Perhaps Yan Shu was a young lady in the marquis's mansion.

Although Shen Qiyin was somewhat curious, it was not that serious.

Besides, making friends with others requires a natural process, and she had no intention of bothering to find out.

In the evening, she and Xianglan returned to the Shen family.

After nightfall, Xiao Yan came.

Shen Qiyin originally thought that he just came to see her simply like before, but she found that he looked serious, as if something had happened.

"What's wrong?" She stood up subconsciously: "What happened?"

"Yes." Xiao Yan's brows were deep, and he pulled the cloak beside him and put it on her: "Come with me."