Chapter 780

Seeing her saying goodbye, Xiao He just closed his mouth. Sangui's mouth was closed too tightly. She used many methods, but she couldn't pry anything out.

While talking, the three have come to the inner court.

The girl in Mrs. Zheng's room came out with a proper smile. She politely led Miss Xue and Xiao He in. Cui Zhu returned to Zheng Zhongwen's east courtyard.

Xue Baozhen also hasn't seen Mrs. Zheng for many days. At this time, after a look, Mrs. Zheng lost a lot of weight and her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

Mrs. Zheng got up and reluctantly smiled. She took Xue Baozhen's hand and sat down: "let me see. This little face is a little more handsome than last time."

Xue Baozhen bowed his head shyly, blushed, and whispered, "you know how to make fun of Jane."

Looking at Xue Baozhen, Mrs. Zheng thought of seeing Qi Rongyue for the first time. She was dressed in plain clothes and had no ornaments on her black hair, but still could not conceal her beautiful demeanor. She had a simple but sincere smile, and was generous and decent. In her elegance, she spoke wittily and modestly. She didn't speak much, but her sentences were incisive, real and impetuous.

I'm afraid such a girl will never find another one.

"What are you thinking, aunt?" Seeing Mrs. Zheng staring at her hand, Xue Baozhen asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Zheng said with a faint smile, "nothing to think about."

"Bil, go and bring me a pot of Dahongpao that my master brought back last time."

Xue Baozhen said with a smile, "Auntie, how do you know that I like to drink Dahongpao?"

Mrs. Zheng released her hand: "your mother and I are handkerchiefs. We have nothing to talk about. She will naturally tell me what's strange about your preference."

Xue Baozhen took the opportunity to ask, "I don't know what he likes in ordinary times?"

Mrs. Zheng looked at her and asked with a smile, "it seems that you didn't come to see me specially today, but to inquire about Zhong Wen's preferences."

Xue Baozhen's face turned red and her head hung down shyly.

Looking at her appearance, she was also a very ordinary little act of a lady of great family, but after comparing with the dissolving moon in my mind, I think she looks like a little family.

Mrs. Zheng shook her head and threw away these thoughts in her head. Dissolving the moon is dissolving the moon, and Baozhen is Baozhen. It's unfair for Baozhen to compare Baozhen with dissolving the moon.

"Zhong Wen doesn't pay much attention to tea tasting. He can taste one or two pieces of tea except Longjing, which is a sweet scented osmanthus. There is no difference in his mouth."

"Longjing, osmanthus flower?" Xue Baozhen was surprised. Isn't this kind of tea preferred by Southern women? How can a man like him like Longjing?

Mrs. Zheng smiled and nodded: "yes, it's Longjing with osmanthus, but there is no special hobby."

Xue Baozhen deliberated for a while, but she still said: "does Wang Ye like painting very much? Last time I went to his study and saw him drawing, it seems that he drew a lot. "

Mrs. Zheng glanced at her and heard the implication of her words. She was a little upset. The smile on her face was cold. "I don't know much about painting. It depends on his mood."

When Xue Baozhen heard what she meant, she knew that she would not speak more, so she stopped asking and said with a smile, "I wanted to ask him to draw a picture for me, but he seems to be very busy recently and hasn't seen his people." After that, she looked at Mrs. Zheng eagerly, waiting for her response.