Luo Jiaojiao's heart froze when she thought of her poisoned sister. She left her father's study and walked slowly on the gravel road back to her boudoir.

The wind blew the trees on both sides of the path, making bursts of whimpering sounds.

Luo Jiaojiao walked against the wind, trying to let the wind blow away the sadness in her heart, but it only made the hair on her forehead and her dress flutter in the wind.

"Master! Where are you?" Luo Jiaojiao stopped under the osmanthus tree in front of her house.

The falling sweet-scented osmanthus made Luo Jiaojiao even more sad. She remembered that she hadn't visited her mother's grave for a long time.

"Li'er! Let's go see my mother tomorrow!" Luo Jiaojiao's voice was filled with sadness.

"I'm going to buy things for visiting the grave!" Li'er turned around and went to buy things.

Xuan'er helped Luo Jiaojiao into the boudoir. Luo Jiaojiao realized that her body was already cold when she entered the room. She climbed onto the bed and huddled under the quilt.

Xuan'er took out the porcelain pot under the quilt, filled it with hot water and gave it to Luo Jiaojiao to hold.

"Master! Yesterday Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, sent you some clothing materials, so he should be reciprocated!" Xuan'er comes from the palace, and she knows a lot about these things.

"I don't have anything valuable in return!" Luo Jiaojiao said disapprovingly.

"It's not about the high or low, it's about the intention!" Xuan'er touched Luo Jiaojiao softly.

"Besides my own clothes and jewelry, what else do I have to give away?" Luo Jiaojiao's body warmed up and she became sleepy. She yawned and lay down on the couch.

"Master, aren't there a lot of small things in the box? Why don't I help you choose a gift in return?" Xuan'er was helping Luo Jiaojiao organize her wardrobe when she discovered some small things she had brought back from the capital.

"Okay! Just pick one or two items and send them over!" Luo Jiaojiao closed her eyelids in distress.

Xuan'er entered the inner room, opened the wardrobe, took out a box and began to look through it. A pair of exquisite little clay figurines fell into her eyes.

Just give this one! Xuan'er found a piece of handkerchief, wrapped the clay figurine, took it in his hand and went out.

Jiang Yu heard that the doorman in the mansion said that a sister-in-law came to look for him outside the mansion, so he came to the door with doubts. When he saw that the person coming was Xuan'er, he quickly walked over and bowed his hands in salute.

"This is my master's idea!"

When Xuan'er saw Jiang Yu coming in front of her, her face turned red for some reason.

"Okay! I thank Luo Xiaoniang on behalf of Mr. Lang!" Jiang Yu took the two clay figurines and smiled.

Yesterday, Bao Langjun had been waiting for Luo Xiaoniang's return gift, but there was no movement. He was so angry that he didn't even eat well. When he came back from the morning this morning, he sat behind a few cases and was stunned, which made Jiang Yu not dare to be angry.

out.

It's better this time. Lang Jun should be in a better mood! Jiang Yu walked into Bo Langjun's study with a face of joy.

Bo Langjun, who was sitting behind the desk, raised his head when he heard Jiang Yu's footsteps.

"Is there anything good?" Bo Langjun couldn't help but ask when he saw Jiang Yu walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"Xuan'er sent this!" Jiang Yu put the clay figurine wrapped in a handkerchief on Bo Langjun's desk.

Bo Langjun gently unfolded the veil, revealing the pair of exquisite clay figurines.

Jiang Yu was startled when he saw Bo Langjun, and then pursed his lips. Could it be that Lang Jun thought this clay figurine was worthless? Jiang Yu clearly felt that his master was a little unhappy.

"Go see Luo Xiaoniang in person! Ask her to properly dispose of everything she brought back from the capital! Don't leave any behind!" Bao Langjun frowned and ordered.

"yes!"

Only then did Jiang Yu understand why his master not only didn't smile when he saw the clay figurine sent by Luo Jiaojiao, but also had an ugly face.

Not long after Xuan'er returned to Luo Mansion, she heard from Cheng Xiao that Jiang Yu was here. Luo Jiaojiao looked at Xuan'er suspiciously. Xuan'er walked out of the house and asked Jiang Yu what was going on?

Jiang Yu said he had something important to talk to Luo Jiaojiao face to face. Xuan'er went into the room and reported truthfully. Luo Jiaojiao sat up and let Jiang Yu come in to talk. Cheng Xiao refused to let Jiang Yu enter the room.

Luo Jiaojiao had no choice but to put on her cloak and walk out of the house. Jiang Yu asked Luo Jiaojiao to move under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and then conveyed Bo Langjun's intention to Luo Jiaojiao.

Luo Jiaojiao nodded after hearing this. After Jiang Yu left, Luo Jiaojiao returned to the house and went straight to the inner room. She asked Xuan'er to take a furoshiki and dumped all the knickknacks on the ground.

The bread is ready.

"Remember to take this baggage with you tomorrow!" Luo Jiaojiao told Xuan'er.

"Yes! I have remembered it!" Xuan'er seemed to have figured out something!

Li'er also came back. She entered the house with a sense of coolness. She said everything had been purchased.

Luo Jiaojiao held Li'er's hand and asked her if she was cold. Li'er smiled and shook her head and said, "Not cold!"

Xuan'er has already adapted to the relationship between Luo Jiaojiao and Li'er, who are so close that they want to wear a pair of pants.

If this were in the palace, Li'er would have died a long time ago! Xuan'er thought silently in her heart. However, she would like to be like them, but she has already developed the habit of distinguishing between superior and inferior, so she can only look at it with envy.

It's there, but it still doesn't fit in.

Luo Jiaojiao rubbed Li'er's little blue hands, and the two of them started to fight. In the end, Xuan'er stopped between them, and they stopped each other.

The sky gradually darkened, Luo Jiaojiao and the other three had a hasty dinner, and then they went to bed early.

Luo Jiaojiao was sitting on the bed in the bedroom, looking at the package on the table in trance. She really couldn't bear to part with the knickknack that she had personally selected. If she had known that it would have to be destroyed when she brought it back, she might as well have left it at the tea art shop.

In fact, there may not be anything wrong if she keeps it! But Luo Jiaojiao knows that Bao Langjun's caution is justified. If someone finds out through these small items that she has been to the capital, then it is very likely that Bao Langjun's plan will be ruined.

At that time, her life may not be saved! Luo Jiaojiao can still distinguish the importance and pros and cons of this.

During those days in the Imperial City, Luo Jiaojiao personally experienced the treacherous and changeable situations and intrigues and fights between each other. Unless there were extremely special circumstances, she would never want to step foot there again. Because it was both heaven and purgatory.

Multiple forces are entrenched and the situation is complex, making it difficult for capable people without a foundation to survive.

The night was cold, and Luo Jiaojiao curled up in the quilt and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Everything she and Bao Langjun experienced in the imperial city was still vivid in her mind.

Why do I still think about these things? We were just acting on the occasion, and we couldn't take it seriously! Now that I'm back, everything has passed like a dream. He is still the high-ranking Bo Langjun who can cover the sky with one hand in Dai Kingdom, but he himself

Just a little boudoir girl.

Luo Jiaojiao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so she simply sat up hugging the quilt.

By the end of this year, she will be fifteen years old. Her daughter should have gotten married long ago by her age. Luo Jiaojiao put her chin on her knees and closed her eyes.

Yang Zisheng seems to be flirtatious, but he is a passionate person. He has shown his sincerity to himself, but it is a pity that the person he likes is not him!

Luo Jiaojiao tilted her head and thought, but her heart gradually became irritated. The husband who made her heart beat only wanted to take her as his concubine, which made her furious when she thought about it.

"Even if I can't get married in this life, I will never be your husband's concubine! Humph!" Luo Jiaojiao lay down angrily.
Chapter completed!