"When will I take a look, Sister Xuan'er, you will dress up beautifully then."

Zi Lan's eyes turned into a bad idea.

Zhao Xuan'er was puzzled for a moment and asked inexplicably: "Ah, it's not my opinion, what's the point of dressing up."

I couldn't help but frown.

"See if he is a gentleman. If he sees you and you are dressed up beautifully, I can't take his eyes off. No matter how good his family background is, he can't take it. He is greedy and lustful, but he is not a good person."

Zi Lan wanted to test it out a little. Anyway, it was not for them. They could go out to see the guests, observe how each other reacted, whether there was a stunning look in their eyes or a few more glances, etc., and make a preliminary verification.

"Oh, you use me as a touchstone. It's so bad. I don't. Sister Hui'er is so nice to me, so I don't do this."

Zhao Xuaner instinctively shook her head.

"Hey, this is not sorry for Hui'er, it's helping her try good people and bad people."

Zilan felt that he had found a good solution.

"I think your method is useless. If aristocratic family is well educated, how could it be reflected on the surface?"

Zhao Xuan'er hid behind Shuhui and stuck out her tongue and made faces at Zilan, mocking her.

"Silly kid, that method is not easy to work, so I still have to investigate it, my good boy."

The old lady couldn't laugh, so she hugged her and groped.

"It doesn't work, alas! Then forget it."

Zi Lan sighed a pity.

It was said that the elders would have to discuss the relationship. The girl said it was not the end. Zilan took the two sisters to the garden to play.

"Sister, you see, I drew a picture of a golden camellia, but I haven't shown it to you. Can you help me see it?"

Shuhui and Zhao Xuaner are increasingly fond of painting, and they also think it is good to cultivate sentiment and relax.

"Yo! It's a bit charming, it's really good."

When Zilan saw that Shuhui really drew the beautiful charm of golden camellia. She painted it very well and had a lot of charm.

"Yes, I just said that I like her picture the most."

Zi Lan also smiled and nodded, "It's really good, it's really good, it's great."

She couldn't help but praise Lianlian.

Shuhui chuckled, "I just keep insisting because I like it. I still remember what my uncle said to me. If you like it, keep sticking to it. Whether it is good or not, it will bother others. If you don't like it, you can ignore it.

I have been painting less than you in the past years, but I don’t feel too disappointed and embarrassed. When I paint, I feel that I have forgotten all my worries and am very happy to immerse myself in it. When I paint well, I will be very happy and have a sense of accomplishment."

"My sister is better than me. I have indeed painted a lot less in the past two years. Making money has taken up most of my time. My father has also repeatedly said to me. Now it seems that I am a little too busy. It is really not good. I can't compare to my sister's pure concentration."

Seeing that Shuhui made great progress, Zilan also examined herself, was she worried too much and too much.

"You are filial to your uncle and aunt, how can you be a scheming team? But as a sister, I also hope you can relax. You have been too tired over the years."

Shuhui looked at her and persuaded her with great distress.

"You are right. This is a marriage that may not be settled, and the family's property has been taken back. It's just that my brother is not at home, so I have to take a look at it regularly. I have been spending a lot of time to come to play with you."

Zilan spread his hands and felt that he should relax, look at the books he liked, make perfume and paint, and live a relaxed and comfortable life for a girl in the boudoir. Only two or three years have passed. After marrying, there is no such a good life of leisure and unworry.

"Yes, come on, let's draw, is it good to draw portraits? Let's draw each other."

"Okay, why didn't I expect it?"

Zi Lan clapped her hands and praised happily.

"That's right, let's draw a few paintings for ourselves as a souvenir."

Shuhui smiled.

"Just do it like that, go and serve some refreshments, we need to draw."

Zi Lan waved his hand and ordered.

"yes."

The girls quickly went to serve the refreshments, and the three sisters put on the drawing board in the garden to prepare for painting.

Putting on the drawing board and picking up the pen, Zilan gradually found that leisurely and comfortable thought. She has been too busy these two years and should have a rest.

"Lan'er, how did you feel when you got engaged? Are you afraid?"

Shuhui asked while painting while pretending to be careless.

"I was a little confused and frightened on the day of the engagement. You also know that over the years I have done a little bit of things for the tribe. The elders loved me and pampered me a lot, but they actually wanted to tell me that we were so close.

But you may not be able to do so many things after going to the Cui family, because trust is sometimes very important.

Maybe I was thinking a little bit too much by myself. My mother even chatted with me for a while. She slept with me during those days at home. It got better slowly, and there was always this process."

"What you said is, sometimes I feel a little nervous, not sure what I am thinking. I don't know who to tell me."

Shuhui also had some minor worries.

"Not me, I am the same. Once I get married, I will no longer be the treasure I love and care for. I have to shoulder many things alone, be strong and brave and independent. Sometimes I feel a little timid when I think about it, but I believe that the candidates my elders find for us are the most suitable.

What we need to do is to make use of what we have learned and do our best to do it. It doesn’t matter if we can’t do it. As long as I live a peaceful and happy life, it will be the best reward for my parents and relatives.”

"You are right. No matter what kind of life you have to go on, it's because I'm thinking too much."

Shuhui felt much more comfortable when she heard Zi Lan's painting. After all, she was a tiger girl in the general who was strong in character, but she just changed her identity and was a little confused for a while.

Zhao Xuan'er focused on painting and never said anything. Zilan glanced at Shuhui and winked.

"Sister Xuan'er, what are you going to do?"

"I'm actually willing to start my own business, but I'm just worried that I can't hold on and not be strong enough.

Actually, I know that the old lady has been helping me find a suitable one. There are many scholars in the imperial examination this time, and my grandfather is also busy with me. I know.

But I also know that the people who said they were kissing because of the face of Yanghou Mansion, and had nothing to do with whether I was excellent. I didn’t want to repeat my mother’s mistakes, nor did I have such a big ambition. I just wanted to have a yard to live a small life and have a child in the future. Life is simple, peaceful and peaceful. "

"Sister Xuan'er, your requirements are not high. It seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult. The people are all this day, but they also have their hardships."

"Yes, I have been working hard to learn to be a housekeeper over the years. How can I not know the bitterness and pain outside? It is a great kindness for me to grow up in the Marquis' Mansion.

As for the marriage, hey! To be honest, I really don’t have much confidence, but I’m sorry for the old lady and grandfather, and I’m so worried about me that I’m injuring me.”

Zhao Xuan'er has really grown up a lot and has a clear understanding of her situation. She just doesn't know how to decide the future path.
Chapter completed!