Chapter 5: The Enemy Meets

Ji Qiaohui is the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Changning, and there are still a few months left to be the gift of peace.

She speaks softly, looks gentle and comfortable, and has the demeanor of a lady.

In her previous life, Ji Qiaohui treated her very well, but she fell for Ji Qingliu's discord and had little contact with Ji Qiaohui. Moreover, Ji Qiaohui and Queen Lu got married not long after, and the two did not have much contact. Now that she is courting herself, of course she has to reciprocate with courtesy.

Thinking of this, Shen Qiaoan nodded and returned her with a smile, "Remember, you are the third sister." Uncle Ji used to mention you to me, saying that the third sister is gentle and virtuous, and Qiao An will learn more from the third sister in the future. ”

When Ji Qiaohui heard her say this, she was naturally very happy, pinched the handkerchief and covered the corners of her mouth, her eyes were full of smiles.

"Ahem, this is my own sister Ji Qingliu, ranked fourth, and next to me is Ji Mingyue, the daughter of the second uncle, ranked fifth, younger than you, only eight years old."

Ji Qiaohui covered her mouth and smiled for a moment, and introduced the two sisters seriously.

For these two younger sisters, Ji Qiaohui has always waited for them equally, and they are fair, and everyone in the house praises and boasts, but Ji Qingliu is angry in her heart.

Obviously, the two are sisters of the same country, but she is not partial to herself, but often looks at outsiders.

Seeing that Shen Qiaoan said that his father praised the third sister outside, but did not mention herself, Ji Qingliu couldn't help but glare at her resentfully, suspecting that she was making up nonsense, or deliberately not mentioning herself.

Shen Qiao'an naturally noticed her unkind gaze, and still had a light smile on her face, but the eyes that looked at her were a little cold.

Ji Qingliu was shocked for a while, his figure swayed slightly, and he was almost stunned by this infiltrating gaze.

Yulan, the personal maid on the side, hurriedly helped her.

Seeing that her face was slightly pale, and her eyes were so frightened when she looked at her, Shen Qiaoan knew that she was frightened by herself just now.

"What's wrong with Sister Qingliu? Is it uncomfortable? Shen Qiao'an looked concerned.

It just so happened that Yuyan came in with a plate of candied fruit, and Shen Qiaoan ordered, "Yuyan, bring a few stools for my sisters to sit down." ”

She smiled apologetically at Ji Qiaohui, "Third sister, you came to visit me, but I couldn't entertain me well because of my physical inconvenience, I'm really sorry." ”

If others heard this, I am afraid they would still think that Shen Qiaoan was too thick-skinned, but listening to her speak so intimately, her speech and demeanor are not like ordinary country girls, Ji Qiaohui gradually liked this Sister Shen in her heart, and hurriedly responded, "It's okay, if you enter our house, everyone will be sisters, no need to be polite." ”

Soon Yuyan and Yuying came over with a few stools, laid a layer of soft cushions, and the maids helped them sit down, Ji Qiaohui said again, "There are only two maids in your room, it must be not enough, when my mother comes back, I will talk to her, let her add a few people for you, so that you can call." ”

Shen Qiaoan pursed her lips and thanked her with a smile.

Ji Mingyue is only eight years old, she is young and young, and her temperament is more lively and innocent, seeing that Shen Qiaoan is good-looking and soft-spoken, she can't help but speak weakly and ask her about the scenery and things she plays in the countryside.

They have been raised in the boudoir since they were young, and the time to go out to play is also fixed, and they can't walk out of the house at will. is so unfree, which makes them yearn for the scenery outside.

Shen Qiaoan understood their thoughts, so she told what she had seen and heard over the years.

Ji Qingliu on the other side eased up slightly, and when she saw that the two of them were talking to Shen Qiao'an, she couldn't help but get angry, especially her own sister, who listened to Shen Qiao'an's story very seriously, but didn't care about her discomfort just now, and her heart was even more unhappy.

Before coming to visit Shen Qiao'an, her mother told her that this sister Shen was the daughter of her father's old friend, and her father valued her most affectionate and righteousness, and regarded it as extremely important.

However, at this moment, this Shen sister smiled and smiled, and it didn't look like that. If she holds it now, and lets Sister Shen say more good things about her in front of her father in the future, so that she can gain more favor from her father, then it will be comfortable.

It just so happened that Shen Qiaoan was talking about the things when she visited Suzhou and Hangzhou with her mother, where the Wumen Bridge was elegant and beautiful, exquisitely conceived, and the gurgling water that could be seen everywhere was like a soft jade belt, which complemented the green mountains and green peaks. The winding path of the ancient garden is secluded, and the tower scenery contrasts with each other, which is unique.

Ji Mingyue couldn't take her eyes off when she heard this, her eyes showed hope, and Ji Qiaohui also sighed, yearning for the style of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Yanjing folk customs are quite open, every time the heat is hot, the magnates in Beijing will go to the summer resort, but most of them are not far from Beijing, even if there are some good scenery, but it is also artificially created, where can compare to the magic of Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Seeing that she was not a country girl, and she had also swam through Suzhou and Hangzhou, which was known as heaven, Ji Qingliu felt a little more jealous in her heart, and her tone of voice couldn't help but become yin and yang.

"Sister Shen is the same age as me, but she has traveled so far. It's not good for my daughter's family to show up at a young age, and Sister Shen will not talk about these things in the future, lest others think that you are debauched. ”