Junior sister, she is fierce and beautiful

Chapter 135

"Miss Fuling, Miss Moran—"

While Fu Ling and Mo Ran were talking, Ji Bumeng saw the two of them, hurriedly said sorry to the daughters who were surrounding him, and walked towards them.

"Mr. Ji is not only good at chess, but also has a good personality. In the future, the guests attending the birthday banquet in your residence will be thoughtfully arranged. So many rich ladies will also look at Mr. Ji differently." When Mo Ran saw Ji Bumeng coming over, his face showed surprise After the color passed, he opened his mouth and said with a smile.

"Miss Moran, don't laugh at me. I'm just a chess idiot, how can I handle this. Those ladies are quite enthusiastic, and I don't know what to do." When Ji Bumeng was standing at the door to receive guests, she looked like He looked like a noble young man who could do his job with ease, but now that his back was turned to that side, his expression collapsed and he was extremely worried.

Seeing Ji Bumeng's expression, Mo Ran couldn't help laughing, "Master Ji is really not easy."

Fu Ling looked at Mo Ran, then at Ji Bumeng, thoughtful.

"Fu Ling, let's help Mr. Ji too. Mr. Ji is really too busy to deal with so many people." When Fu Ling was in a daze, Mo Ran called her.

"There are a lot of servants in the prefect's mansion, and there are servants who can help others. If we can help Young Master Ji, the servants can also do for Young Master Ji. How can we help when we go?" Fu Ling asked strangely. .

What's more, she and Mo Ran are just outsiders, not even the servants of the prefect's mansion.

"You don't have to be so disciplined." Mo Ran sneaked into Fu Ling's ear and whispered to her: "Since the people here are all fake, and the world itself is also fake, we don't have to care about the difference in identity."

"Senior Sister Mo Ran, although it is a picture scroll, as you said, we are bystanders and cannot interfere too much with the lives of the people in the picture scroll." Fu Ling pouted, unable to agree with Mo Ran's thoughts.

"Okay, Junior Sister Fu Ling thinks this is not good, so let's not do it." Mo Ran didn't insist, and gave up after being told by Fu Ling.

Ji Bumeng hadn't slipped here for a long time before she had to go back and continue to deal with the constant stream of visitors.

It wasn't until the sun was setting and night was approaching that the guests finally arrived. Ji Bumeng breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the mansion.

When the birthday banquet in Ji's mansion started, Fu Ling sneaked in with Mo Ran and sat down on an empty seat in the corner.

The birthday banquet in the prefect's mansion, which is probably an important picture in this picture scroll, is full of guests and friends, festive lanterns are hung all over the garden, the hot dishes are not on the table, and the cool night breeze is mixed with a faint fragrance of flowers. Through the garden, very fresh.

The master of the prefect's mansion, Old Master Ji, was sitting on the table at the top, surrounded by many people, and Ji Bumeng could be vaguely seen standing next to Old Master Ji. Tonight, he was dressed differently from the daytime. robe.

She was dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, embroidered with complicated and elegant patterns with silver silk threads. The silver threads reflected faintly in the moonlight, even Fu Ling and Mo Ran who were sitting on the seats farthest away could clearly see them. The human Ji Bumeng is even more conspicuous in this outfit.

"Ji Bumeng... Senior Sister, have you ever imagined why he is called this name?" Fu Ling looked at Mo Ran who was sitting next to her. She didn't know when her eyes were fixed on Ji Bumeng and she didn't move away. Feeling weird.

It was Mo Ran who first reminded her not to treat the people in the painting as human beings, but it was also Mo Ran who couldn't help but treat the people in the paintings as human beings first.

Regarding her reminder, I don't know if Senior Sister Mo Ran has listened to her.

"Awake, so I don't dream. Young Master Ji must be as good as his name, he can focus on pursuing the way of chess, and is not shaken by outsiders' words, so he lives very clearly." Mo Ran looked away, looked at Fu Ling, and smiled.

The sobriety of chasing the way of chess?Fu Ling didn't know if Ji Bumeng's not dreaming meant he was awake, but the place where he was most awake was obviously not the way of chess, but knowing that he was in the painting.

But which painting author can endow the person in the painting with such a degree of sobriety? This is no longer painting, but creating a person.

"Senior sister, if you want to say that, then the painter not only has a deep knowledge of flowers and plants, but also has a good understanding of chess." Fu Ling said.

Hearing what Fuling said, Mo Ran knew that Fuling's thoughts must be different from hers, "Junior Sister thinks, what's the reason for Mr. Ji's name?"

"I'm not as specific as Senior Sister. I just think that he must have something different from others, something that others don't know but he knows." Fu Ling replied.

When she first arrived, she compared everything in the picture scroll to the real world, and subconsciously regarded everything here as real.

But at this moment, the sense of disobedience in her heart made her unable to help but start to think of this place as a painting.

If you regard this place as a painting, you will find more strange places. Whether it is Ji Bumeng's name, the chess skills Ji Bumeng pursues, or today's birthday banquet, they all seem to be laying the groundwork for some story.

And the more she gets along with Ji Bumeng, the more she realizes how conspicuous he is in this painting, and the more she feels that there is a great possibility that the dragon ball is hidden in Ji Bumeng's eyes.

"Senior Sister Mo Ran, don't trust Ji Bumeng too much." Fu Ling said to Mo Ran.

Mo Ran laughed, "Junior Sister Fu Ling, Mr. Ji is the person in the painting, what can't be believed, the people in the painting can still deceive us. And at the beginning, the one who said Mr. Ji is trustworthy is Junior Sister Fu Ling?"

"I did think so at first, but I changed my mind."

Fuling didn't tell Mo Ran the conversation she had with Ji Bumeng when she met Ji Bumeng by the lake last night. Everything he says and does comes from himself.

"Junior Sister Fu Ling, don't worry, I will remember." Mo Ran agreed with a smile.

But when Fu Ling saw her smiling face, she felt that Mo Ran didn't take it seriously.

But she couldn't say it herself, but she began to feel weird in her heart. She still sympathized with Ji Bumeng last night as a person in the painting who couldn't change her own destiny. Now Ji Bumeng, who is looking at the orchid and jade tree in the distance, can't give birth. Goodwill came.

After a while, the maids served pot after pot of delicacies, filling the whole table, and the aroma of delicacies instantly overwhelmed the fragrance of flowers in the wind.

"I haven't tasted much delicacies in the mortal world. Compared with Zixiaozong's Lingquan Xianguo, these dishes look more delicious." Mo Ran enjoyed the birthday banquet, and took chopsticks to taste the dishes on the table. dishes.

Poria is staring at the dish with her chin in a daze. Can this dish be eaten? Everything in the cloud and sky secret realm in Mustard Space is real, and the herbs in it are naturally edible.

(End of this chapter)