Miss Ben dares to flirt and marry

"I was skeptical at first, and I guess it's not too different from what you and I guessed, but since you can see that Yun'er likes Ying'er, you should know that I really only have sisterly affection for Ying'er."

Lan Feixue lowered her head in thought, but frowned and said: "But I think Miss Mo likes you very much. Although she lied to me to elope with Mr. Yan, her words are full of affection. I think what she was thinking at the time." The person is you."

"But I have no intentions for her." Rumor explained: "Let's not interfere in the affairs between them. After all, Yun'er is very smart, she should be able to handle it. This is also a matter between the two of them."

"En." Lan Feixue nodded when she felt that the rumors made sense.

At this time, the rumor in the rumor turned away and breathed a sigh of relief, but she heard Lan Feixue continue to say: "But lying is always bad, mother now wants me to spread branches and leaves for Yan's family, and I will not do it in the future." Knowing what to do, the Yan family's fraudulent marriage must be clearly explained to my parents."

After listening, Yan Zhongyue sighed and held Lan Feixue's hand, "Feixue, don't worry, I will handle all these matters."

"Ah."

Lan Feixue was silent.

In the other courtyard of Yan's house, Yan Daiyun was calculating the ledger in the study, while the maid next to him was cleaning. Mo Ying'er peeked at Yan Daiyun from time to time, and then turned his eyes away.

Yan Daiyun was dressed in unlined clothing, with a thin face under the candlelight, fair complexion, vermilion lips, fascinated to see.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the house, and Mo Ying'er looked up curiously, Yan Zhongyue just walked in, holding an account in his hand to the desk, handed it to Yan Daiyun and said: "Yun'er, this family Rouge Shop’s Danhong income this year does not match the amount, please look at the accounts, and check this shop when you have time.”

"Okay." When Yan Daiyun raised his head to take it, he happened to catch a glimpse of Mo Ying'er in his eyes, but when he saw her eyes falling on Yan Zhongyao, he was immediately a little displeased.

And Mo Ying'er seemed to be aware that she was discovered by Yan Daiyun, subconsciously lowered her head and continued to wipe the table and chairs, but she muttered in her heart, why did she hide from Yan Daiyun's gaze?

It is well known that she likes rumors, so why act like a thief?

Yan Daiyun sighed and lowered his eyes, and pushed a bowl of ginseng soup on the table to Yan Zhongyao, "Cousin has worked hard for Yan's family these days, don't get tired, this bowl of ginseng soup is for cousin to drink Bar!"

After hearing this, Mo Ying'er's ears trembled, and she raised her head to look at Yan Daiyun, but Yan Daiyun returned her with an indescribable expression, she could only bite her lip and was at a loss.

She deliberately made that bowl of ginseng soup for Yan Daiyun, it was for her to strengthen her body, but Yan Daiyun gave it to Yan Zhongyu by offering flowers to Buddha. She should be satisfied, but she felt uncomfortable.

"This ginseng soup tastes very good. I wonder which cook in the house made it?" Yan Zhongyue picked up the ginseng soup and took a sip. After tasting the deliciousness, he thought about going back and serving a bowl to Lan Feixue.

Yan Daiyun's eyes turned to Mo Ying'er, "Ying'er did it."

The bowl was still on his lips, Yan Zhongyao hesitated for a moment, glanced blankly at Mo Ying'er, then at Yan Daiyun, puzzled.

Yan Zhongyou looked at Mo Ying'er generously, and said with a smile, "Thank you Ying'er for the ginseng soup."

Mo Ying'er immediately became nervous, and stammered: "Actually, it was made for Miss Cousin. She was punished because of me before, so I... But if Ah Yao likes to drink , I will make it for you every day from now on."

As soon as the words came out, Mo Ying'er regretted endlessly, she clearly knew that Yan Daiyun liked her, she shouldn't have said these things in front of Yan Daiyun, but she said them indiscriminately.

Mo Ying'er glanced at Yan Daiyun secretly, trying to observe her eyes, and sure enough, he saw Yan Daiyun's face became paler, he raised his eyes to look at her, then lowered his head and lowered his eyes again, Mo Ying'er's heart seemed to be suddenly disturbed by someone. It seemed to be pulled.

"Ahem, don't bother. After all, you are in Yun'er's yard now. If I want to order you, I have to ask Yun'er." Said Zhong Yao leisurely, put down the bowl of ginseng soup, "Yun'er will watch first, and then tell me the result tomorrow."

Rumor left in a hurry.

Mo Ying'er bit her lip and lowered her head, finally couldn't help but asked: "Miss Biao, I really made that bowl of ginseng soup for you, I didn't know Ah Yao would come back today."

"If you had known that your cousin would come today, you would have prepared an extra bowl, right?" Yan Daiyun said coldly.

"Yes." Mo Ying'er clenched her fingers, and finally exhaled. Why did she need to explain? "Thank you, Ms. Biao, for helping me just now. Ms. Biao said that she would create opportunities for me and Ah Yao, and sure enough...talk...keep talking..."

Mo Ying'er lowered her head, feeling uncomfortable, not daring to look at her.

Yan Daiyun just looked at her blankly, but said nothing.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Daiyun was no longer in the study, but Mo Ying'er's desk hadn't been wiped down yet, and even she herself didn't know why she was absent-minded.

"Have you heard that the eldest lady arranged a marriage for Miss Biao?"

A few maids were whispering to each other, but she overheard them. Mo Ying'er stood there in a daze, but stopped moving. She tilted her head slightly, wanting to hear what they had to say.

"I heard that it's Chen Ge, the young master of the Chen family who is the number one benefactor in Tanzhou." The maid continued to speak, and the words pierced her heart like a sharp sword.

"How could it be Young Master Chen? I heard that Young Master Chen is an ignorant dude. Our cousin is so good, how do they match?"

"A dandy will always learn well one day. The lady doesn't want some shameless people to continue to pester our cousin!" The maids' extremely sarcastic words were heard in their ears, and they said it loudly on purpose, targeting her every sentence, " Some people can't hook up with the young master, just like pestering Miss Cousin, don't even think about it, we are not bad, if Miss Cousin can like her, how can she not like us?"

"That's right, I just wanted to win Miss Biao's favor with a bowl of broken ginseng soup. We don't know how many delicacies from mountains and seas have been served to Miss Biao, and we haven't dared to ask for credit like her."

"Anyway, Miss Biao has already agreed to someone else, we have no chance, and some people should stop wishful thinking."

The servant girl spoke loudly, intentionally reaching Mo Ying'er's ears.

Mo Ying'er lost her mind for a moment, and dropped the rag in her hand on the floor. She quickly bent over to pick up the rag, but felt that her mind was very confused, so she gritted her teeth and ran out of the study.

Yan Daiyun is getting married?

Mo Ying'er gritted her teeth and thought, although she didn't like Yan Daiyun, Yan Daiyun was a friend she had met once, and she should be happy for her.

But why is she not happy at all?

Mo Ying'er didn't know where she had gone in her wild thoughts, but she ran into Yan Daiyun head-on, and wanted to turn around and run away for a moment.

"Where are you going?" Yan Daiyun stared at Mo Ying'er, "My cousin likes to drink your ginseng soup, so you can't wait to go to her yard to make it for her?"

Mo Ying'er was stunned, she was puzzled by Yan Daiyun's words.

Mo Ying'er turned her head and took a look, only to realize that she had unknowingly walked into the courtyard of the rumor. It was an accident, but she didn't want to explain.

Because even if she said it, she didn't know how to explain that she was thinking about her all the way.

Mo Ying'er replied in a low voice: "Yes, you promised to help me get close to Ah Yao, but there has been no movement for so long, I can only come by myself."

Yan Daiyun sighed for a long time, and suddenly took off the purse from his waist, Mo Ying'er recognized at a glance that it was embroidered by her for rumors, she always thought that Yan Daiyun had lost the purse, but it turned out that she had been wearing it all along body.

Yan Daiyun gritted his teeth and whispered: "Auntie keeps a close eye on you. The servants will not let you see your cousin. Go back to your room obediently. I will deliver your purse for you. I will also deliver the food you cook in the future."

Mo Ying'er clenched her fists, her heart tightened, and she managed to force a smile, "Thank you, Miss Biao."

"You go back and wait, I can let you see my cousin tonight." Since she can't be allowed to meet Yan Zhonglian, then she will help her make an appointment with Yan Zhongrum, Yan Daiyun smiled wryly, what a nice person he is Ah, to be able to do this.

Mo Ying'er looked up at her blankly, then lowered her head and said, "I heard that you are getting married."

"Well, so helping you meet my cousin before I get married is the last bit of my heart for you..."

Recently there were rumors in the house that she had a lot of marriages with the young master of the Chen family, and she didn't bother to explain, no matter which family her aunt promised her, it would be better if it wasn't Mo Ying'er anyway.

If it wasn't her, why would she care?

At this time, a servant came and urged: "Miss Biao, Master and Madam are waiting for you in the study."

"Okay." Yan Daiyun glanced at Mo Ying'er, turned around and exited the yard.

Mo Ying'er stood there as if she lost her soul, and she didn't know how long she stood there, but the figure of Yan Daiyun and what she said floated in her mind, she thought that Yan Daiyun had given up, and she no longer liked her.

She should be happy.

I can see her A Yao tonight.

Why can't she laugh?

After the day's work was done, Mo Ying'er returned to the room, sat in front of the mirror and dressed up, but stared at the jewelry box in a daze for a long time.

It was getting hot, Mo Ying'er sighed, she took off her clothes and walked into the wooden barrel, the night was so strong that the gauze curtain could not cover the spring light, she half exposed her snow-like fragrant shoulders, and gently wiped her body.

There were footsteps outside the door, and Mo Ying'er held her breath, but there was no surprise on her face.

In fact, she can probably guess that the person who will come will be Yan Daiyun, she always does this, stealing the things she made for Yan Zhongyao, and every time she meets Yan Zhongyao, the person she sees is Yan Daiyun.

The man picked up a wooden spoon and lightly scooped up water to pour down her body from above. Mo Ying'er trembled slightly, but when she closed her eyes, she imagined that Yan Daiyun was walking towards her, hugging her lightly, in her arms In the scene of talking love words by her ear, her hand involuntarily held the hand of the person behind her.

"Shadow, it's me."

The voice of rumors came suddenly, Mo Ying'er was taken aback, subconsciously let go of her hand, turned around to look, and sure enough it was rumors.

This time it wasn't Yan Daiyun?

"A Yao~" Mo Ying'er smiled wryly, trying to show a smile, "I know it's you, Miss Biao promised to help me meet you today."