As long as Luo Xiaojing is mentioned, Zhou Ya is full of fire. A ghost woman who comes out of nowhere is not only admired, but also captivated her cool and wise son.

Duan Qingyan pursed her lips without saying a word. She just listened to Zhou Ya clapping her hand and said, "Xiaoyan, you can rest assured. As long as you have your aunt, Luo Xiaojing just wants to make some trouble, but she can't make it."

"I know, aunt." Duan Qingyan looks clever, but Zhou Ya's reassurance is not so sweet. "I'm just worried. After all, Luo Xiaojing is not like us. She has no bottom line."

"It's not her turn to be the master of the Royal ornaments." Zhou Ya's tone sank. "I'll find a chance to talk to Yu again. I've seen so many scheming women who want to be in the upper class. I don't believe I can't deal with her. It's you, Xiaoyan..."

At this time, Zhou Ya's words changed: "don't worry about these things all the time. When you have time, you'd better take some good works out. Even if the emperor still doesn't want you to enter the Royal ornaments, I can have a reason to stand out for you."

"Don't worry, auntie. I won't let you down."

For this reason, Duan Qingyan can't go any further. After lunch with Zhou ya, she leaves in a hurry and goes to Duan.

Duan Qingyan just left, Zhou Ya called Uncle Yan over.

"Lao Yan, what's the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Luo Xiaojing is always a big trouble for Zhou ya. She only knows that she is not enough to kick Luo Xiaojing away from Leng Yu.

Uncle Yan bowed: "only a little."

"Tell me whatever you find."

Uncle Yan said truthfully: "the jingsongfang, luoxiaojing's crystal shop, has been smashed, and many people have been injured. It is said that it is because she is at odds with her aunt, and her aunt is looking for trouble."

"Aunt?" Zhou Ya picks an eyebrow. She clearly remembers Duan Qingyan saying that Luo Xiaojing is an orphan.

"Yes, I'm sure it's my aunt." With that, uncle Yan took out his mobile phone, found out a picture and handed it to Zhou ya, "it's said that this is the man. I look a little familiar."

Narrowing her eyes, Zhou Ya looks at the photo. The woman's slightly mean expression coincides with someone in her memory. As soon as she shakes her hand, her mobile phone falls on the carpet.

"It's her, it's her." Frightened to cover her eyes, Zhou Ya trembled all over, "I will never forget this face in my life. Her name is Luo Meili, right

"Yes, ma'am. Her name is Lori."

After Luo Rou's car accident, she once pulled Zhou Ya's ferocious claim for a huge amount of compensation. The push and shove and the roar became her nightmare.

"She, she is Luo Xiaojing's aunt?"

Suddenly I think of the most important thing, Zhou Ya's shaking is more severe, so Luo Xiaojing is

Zhou ya, who stands up because of excitement, seems to be transferred all her strength and falls back to the sofa. Uncle Yan is scared and asks in a hurry: "madam, are you ok?"

How can she be ok? Luo Xiaojing is Luo Rou's daughter, Luo Rou's own daughter!

The most worrying thing is that it happens. If Leng Yu knows that Luo Xiaojing is Luo Rou's daughter, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Lao Yan, I'm fine. I'm just worried about Yu." Kneading the extreme pain of the temple, Zhou Ya's voice is weak, and one guess after another is coming. She thinks that Luo Xiaojing has a premeditated plan to enter the imperial palace. Does she know what happened that year.

"The young master is an adult. He has the ability to distinguish himself. Nothing will happen." Lao Yan knew something about that year and comforted him in a soft voice.

"I can't let it happen, even if it's possible." It can't be repeated. No one can afford it.

"Then..." Uncle Yan thought, "do you want to tell the young master?"

"No, never tell him." Zhou Ya repeatedly stopped, shaking her hands to support the sofa, and stood up wobbly, "I have to think about how to solve this matter without breaking my muscles and bones."

The less people know, the better. The easier it is to solve it, the better. If it's big, I'm afraid even the Royal ornaments will be involved.

Just thinking, the doorbell that broke everything came.

"Madam, it's the second uncle of the young master."

"Jinghong? Let him in

Zhou Ya collected God, quickly said, she is not alone, she also has a helper.

……

On a beautiful weekend, Luo Xiaojing, who originally wanted to make an appointment with Su Yue and then inquired about jingsongfang, was forced to stay in Nanyuan by the great God.

"I'm still hurt. What are you going to do? Did you change the patch? Does antiphlogistic medicine take on time again

Gao Leng became noisy, but she didn't dare to listen to Da Shen. She took the medicine and was carried to the studio by Da Shen.

"Did you let me take the knife?"

Looking at the familiar carving room, Luo Xiaojing is eager to jump on it. As soon as she steps out, Leng Yu stretches her long arm and carries her back to her side.

"Wait until you're better." Luo Xiaojing's appearance of being more intimate than he was when he saw the sculpture was really delicious. Her deep eyes swept her reddish face. Leng Yu said word by word, "I told you I taught you how to design, don't learn it?""Learn In fact, when Luo Xiaojing came back from work last night, he was waiting for the great God to teach her, but he didn't take the initiative to mention it, and she was embarrassed to say so.

"Now."

All the drawing tools are ready-made. Leng Yu chose the most basic hand-painted one. The wisteria flowers are blooming outside the window. He took a look and got a flash of inspiration: "how about first look at the object and draw a picture?"

"What are you looking at?" Luo Xiaojing rubbed his hands. At the moment, he felt a little superior to the great God.

"Just Wisteria."

Leng Yu points to that direction. Luo Xiaojing blinks his eyes for a few seconds and immediately sits at the table.

She is a "student" who has to seize the opportunity to perform well. If the "teacher" sees that she has a bad attitude and says that if she doesn't teach, she won't teach, but that's bad.

Taking out the pen, Luo Xiaojing began to draw on the drawing paper.

Because he almost fell into the pit of flowers recently, when Luo Xiaojing painted Wisteria closely related to the theme of flowers, he was very fast. The branches, leaves, veins and petals Dot into a line, line into a picture, less than five minutes, probably Wisteria was drawn by her.

"Boss, do you think so?"

The painting of Wisteria is handed to Leng Yu. Leng Yu puts down his pen and looks at Luo Xiaojing's stroke.

"Just the rules." He turned his mouth and looked down at the wisteria he had just painted half of. "He could not say any advantages, but he could not say any disadvantages."

Luo Xiaojing has been used to it for a long time. After all, Dashen has always been a high standard. She has a cheeky smile: "that's passing."

"If it's a 100 point system, I can only give you 50 points."

It's only fifty. That's too low.

Luo Xiaojing's face was tight. She pouted her lips and muttered: "you just said that there is no defect."

"That's my mercy."

Luo Xiaojing feels Leng Yu's breath and is getting close to him. His eyes can't help aiming at the corner of his white shirt.

"Here, as well as here's processing, in my standard, in fact, should be given zero points."

While speaking, Leng Yu sits behind Luo Xiaojing, pressing her long arm over her shoulder. Her fingers with a pen pass through her white wrists and slowly fall on the drawing pape