As the sun sets, I suddenly saw Aunt Su's maid hurried to Zhuyiyuan to report to Yingluo, saying that Mr. Shen and Mr. Shen have been back and invited Miss Ying'er to the dining room for dinner.

Yingluo washed a little, then walked towards the dining room with Qiaoer. On the way, Yingluo thought to herself that Chen Jing, the son of the Shen family, was also a romantic figure with extraordinary appearance and knowledge. She is also a famous talent in Kyoto, but most of the people in this world are seeking fame. I don’t know if this eldest son of Shen is actually worthy of his reputation?

After Yingluo slowly entered the flower hall in front, she saw two men, one old and one young among the crowd. The older one was naturally Chen Tanchun, and the younger one was Chen Jing, the only son of the Shen family, who had never been seen in the legend.

Chen Jing was wearing an indigo blue robe and a jade belt, making her figure look tall and handsome, with a confident look that she looked quite kind, but Yingluo looked sensitively and noticed a trace of deliberate concealment. It was something she had seen before that she had only seen in the eyes of people who had been immersed in the officialdom for many years - the desire for power.

Yingluo stepped forward steadily, and when she walked to Chen Tanchun, she bowed softly, "Uncle Shen."

Chen Tanchun saw that it was Yingluo and smiled and said, "It's Ying'er! Come on, I'm going to introduce it to you. This is the dog Chen Jing. You didn't see him before because he has been studying abroad for more than half a month, so he only has time to return to the mansion today.

Yingluo smiled brightly and saluted slightly at Chen Jing, "Young Master Chen."

Chen Jing had long seen a garland in a long tea-white dress, with her eyes, white skin as snow, and a beautiful face. Her black hair was gently pulled up with a jade hairpin, making her face look more and more beautiful and refined. The flowers hall were filled with spring scenery, but she was suppressed by her.

Chen Jing paused slightly and didn't say anything for a long time. Chen Xuan next to him pulled his sleeve in the dark. Chen Jing then came to his senses and bowed to Yingluo with an extremely awkward smile and said, "It turns out that this is Miss Ying'er. I heard my father mention it earlier. It's rare that I have the honor to see you today."

Yingluo just lowered her eyes and smiled, and stopped talking. Chen Tanchun next to her seemed to have seen something and said to Chen Jing: "Jing'er, you will take care of Ying'er as your own sister in the future. Do you know?"

Chen Jing showed a big smile on his face, as if trying his best to cover up something, and said, "I understand, father."

Chen Tanchun waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the dining room." Everyone entered the dining room one after another and sat down one after another.

Today, there are all the people, all the concubines and ladies are there, and the whole dining room is extremely lively. During the meal, Chen Tanchun couldn't help asking: "Jing'er, I'll be able to try it in a few months. Are you sure?" Chen Jing looked at Chen Tanchun, and a confident smile raised on his face and replied: "There should be no problem with Jidi."

Chen Tanchun's eyes flashed, and he looked at Chen Jing with satisfaction and said, "That's good! You are ready for yours, you don't need to worry about rankings."

When Aunt Su heard this, she looked at her son with relief, and the joy and pride on her face was beyond words.

Aunt Bai next to her covered her lips and smiled, "The eldest son is literary and elegant, and he will definitely win the top scorer this time!" Chen Tanchun glared at her, but there was no reproach in his eyes, but instead smiled. This really touched his heart, and it was extremely sensible.

The meal was very harmonious and perfect. Chen Tanchun, who was in a comfortable mood during the meal, asked Chen Jing to drink a few cups with him. After the meal, Chen Tanchun, who was slightly drunk, was helped by Aunt Shui to take a nap. The other aunts gathered up and played the Ye Zi Card. Yingluo and the other ladies had a tea and chatted for a while, and then went back.

At night, just now, the mist dissipated and the moon was hazy. Yingluo and Qiaoer were wandering around and stopped. Seeing the crabapple flowers in front of them, there was a stone table and a few stone piers, they called Qiaoer to take a break. When they walked over, they saw an unfinished chess game on the stone table. Yingluo smiled slightly. It was nothing, and she just finished the endgame. She turned around and asked Qiaoer if she could play chess. Qiaoer shook her head like a rattle, and waved her hands and said, "Girl, I don't know this. It's too difficult to learn chess!" Yingluo chuckled helplessly and said, "You...oh, then I can only play with myself."

While Yingluo was fighting with her left hand and right hand, a trace of alcohol faintly floated across her nose, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly. When she turned around, she saw a pair of big hands resting on her left shoulder. Yingluo felt a trembling heart. Isn’t this the Chen Jing?

At this time, Chen Jing's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were a little confused. Looking at the chessboard beside Yingluo, he sighed repeatedly: "Miss Yinger is really good at chess, which makes Chen admire him very much." After that, his whole body seemed to be unable to support him and smashed him straight towards Yingluo. Qiaoer couldn't help but exclaim, and Yingluo's beautiful dodge was dodging, and Chen Jing was about to hit her. Looking at Chen Jing who was pretending to be stupid by wine, Yingluo's frown brows stretched open, and her eyes gradually filled with chills. A contemptuous sneer climbed up to the corner of her mouth. Qiaoer, who had just put down half of her heart, looked at her girl's familiar eyes and thought to herself: It's over, I'm afraid someone will be unlucky again.

Chen Jing was flashed and almost knocked over the chessboard on the table. The sound of the chess pieces falling to the ground made his thoughts float back. The night wind blew, and the wine seemed to have been awake three points. He shook his head vigorously, and finally saw clearly that there were two people standing next to him, Yingluo and her girl with a cold expression.

Chen Jing looked at the chess pieces scattered in front of him and realized that it seemed not very good. He only remembered that in the hazy sight of a beautiful woman in the flowers, she lowered her eyes and thought, revealing her fair and slender neck, which attracted countless imaginations, as if her body could not control herself, and she felt an impulse in her heart that she just wanted to hug the beauty into her arms.

Chen Jing looked flustered, and quickly sorted out his wrinkled robe, and forced himself to calm down and bowed to Yingluo, saying, "Miss Ying'er is really sorry. Chen had drunk a few more drinks just now. When the night wind blew, he was a little unsteady. He accidentally abruptly. He also asked the girl to forgive Chen."

Yingluo's eyes were indifferent and said coldly: "Young Master Chen, it's too late at night. If there is nothing to do, go back and rest early." After that, he ignored Chen Jing behind him and took Qiaoer back to Zhuyi Garden.

Chen Jing, who was ignored by Yingluo, looked at the figure that was leaving without a trace, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. He snorted coldly, thinking to himself, how many months would I have to wait for what I want, I would never get what I wanted! Then he left.

Behind the bushes of crabapples, a delicate shadow was hiding among the flower shadows. Looking at the scene not far away, my eyes were covered with coldness, and then a strange sneer appeared on the stunning face.
Chapter completed!