My claws must be on it

【World: Rivers and Lakes】

【Grade: B】

【Target: Song Buxi】

【Executor: Duan Ziyun】

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Rockery, ink lotus, stone bridge, swimming fish.

The brush that outlined the ink painting paused for a moment, then continued to splash on the paper.

Duan Ziyun gathered the fox fur, and took the opportunity to secretly look at the courtyard while drawing.

Is it worthy of being the royal garden? There is an atmosphere of grandeur and refinement everywhere...the atmosphere of antiques.

This time it's time travel.It tells the story of the heroine Xia Yidan who travels to ancient times to open a business firm and become the richest man, falls in love with an oiran when she visits a brothel, wins the title by writing poems, and meets the heroine who is at the pinnacle of her life... In short, it is very cool and sweet.

Of course, she is the only one who is sweet, with a group of female supporting roles, and the author can abuse as much as he wants.

Both Duan Ziyun and Song Busi are female supporting roles.

The difference is that Song Buxi is the second female number, the legendary "Second Lady's Maid of Waste Chai", while Duan Ziyun is only the female n number who has appeared in several appearances even though Duan Ziyun is the high-ranking princess Ding'an.

However, if the strategy this time is a plot like "the princess chasing the maid", Duan Ziyun will probably wake up laughing from a dream.If you don't want it, you have to. It's your honor. If you kneel down and thank you, you're welcome.

It's a pity that the company won't hand over its wages so easily.

God’s perspective tells you that the maid named Cuicui in the legend, ah no, Lier’s real name is Song Buxi, it’s not that simple.As one of the golden fingers of the heroine, she has her own awesome hidden identity.She is a recluse.Her identity before she retired...

Song Buxi.

name, so that it can already be used to indicate identity.

Song Buxi, a chivalrous woman of a generation.

It is enough to explain her prominence for a while.

It's a pity that she lost all her martial arts skills in a war, so she could only hide her name and work as a maid in Xia Yidan's house.Of course, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, even if Song Nv Xia is a maid, she is not an ordinary maid.This is just a cover for her to hide herself, for the sake of her new Wenyin Pavilion.

Duan Ziyun put down his pen, raised his head and exhaled a puff of breath, which turned into blue smoke and rose in the cold autumn.

The system defined Song Buxi as an indifferent person.For her, everything can be used as a bargaining chip in pursuit of interests, including feelings.This kind of personality will cause great obstacles to the strategy, so that the difficulty of this world was once raised to A level.

But Duan Ziyun was very happy to see this, and she had a premonition that this would be her most comfortable strategy, and even easily passed the novice task.

I have to say that she likes Song Busi very much.

The servants followed behind quietly, and Duan Ziyun comfortably supported the bridge corridor, watching a few fish swimming in the pond.

"Princess," the butler passed through the crowd and stood respectfully by the side: "The steward of Pinwu Commercial Bank asks to see you."

The hostess' firm?In charge of Lier?Song Buxi?

"Bring it in." She replied lightly.

A young man in green robe followed the maid and walked forward slowly, bowing respectfully: "Princess Wanan."

As worthy of being a chivalrous man, even if his hands are weak now, the unrestrained and upright charm can't be erased. Wearing this suit, Song Buxi looks like a handsome young man, with black hair tied up and picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

Duan Ziyun sized her up without any trace, nodded and smiled gently: "Why is the girl here?"

"I'm asking for something." Song Buxi lowered his brows and smiled generously, "I hope the princess will help me."

"I want to ask you something?" Duan Ziyun touched the words, didn't say whether it was good or not, but walked slowly back to the case, slowly spread a piece of rice paper, dipped in ink and picked up the pen.

Song Buxi waited quietly, watched her paint with a smile, and suddenly said: "The princess likes to paint, and we know that Yunchuan produces phoenix trees, and the brushes he makes are unique."

Duan Ziyun looked up at her and smiled: "What do you think of my paintbrush?"

"Xiuge is fine, top grade." Song Buxi tilted his head to observe, pondered for a while, and then said: "But the matching pen is made of deer fir, which is delicate but easy to break."

Duan Ziyun looked at her, then lowered his head to draw a picture: "...what the girl said is not bad, but she understands."

Song Buxi bowed again: "If you know that the princess likes this, I hope the princess will never dislike it if you give me a small gift." The accompanying maid stepped forward and presented a box, and Song Buxi pinned the hair that fell to her neck to her ears Finally, she rolled up her sleeves and opened it for display: "My little girl is not talented, and I got a set of Yunchuan Wutong Hao brushes, please accept it."

Duan Ziyun smiled softly, his eyes swept over this set of pens.

Yunchuan Wutong, how could it be said to be "accidental"?I am afraid that I have already found out what I like, and spent a lot of effort to find it.In the end, he carefully said something by chance.

Being so vigilant, he really deserves to be the Master of Pavilion Wenyin.

"Miss, don't worry." Duan Ziyun raised his head and blinked, took out a writing brush and rubbed it lightly, and smiled lightly: "...I was so greedy for this set of brushes, so I accepted it brazenly."

Song Buxi also smiled, his eyes filled with water for a moment: "This is my daughter's honor."

Duan Ziyun secretly praised the beauty in his heart: "...don't know what the girl's visit is about?"

Song Buxi said: "I am the master of my family's Pinwu Commercial Bank. The young lady was in business when she was young, and she was fortunate to have a good quality timber, so Wu Zhangshi seemed to sign in the palace... The princess knew that this business was from the fourth prince's family in previous years... the prince's family Zhang The manager asked the young lady to discuss matters, but the young lady has not returned for three days."

It's not so much Mr. Zhang, the prince's family manager, but rather the fourth prince.Rather than discussing things, it is better to say that the enemy is under house arrest.

Indeed, the Fourth Prince was offended by robbing the business, and the only one who could ask for help was Princess Ding'an who was also in Los Angeles.

Said it was cold and heartless... After all, he couldn't let go of Xia Yidan who had been with him before.As expected of a heroine, even people like Song Buxi will be moved by her and help her everywhere.

Duan Ziyun put down his pen, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at her with a smile.

Song Buxi was not in a hurry: "I came to visit today, and I also learned that my business has contacts with the princess's house. If the princess raises his hand to help... From now on, Pinwu is willing to give another [-]% of the profit."

Another [-]% profit.This is not a small amount.

But Duan Ziyun laughed twice, with a cheerful look: "Girl, we only have fun together, how do you know that the merchants come and go with you. Whether it is the fourth prince or Wu in charge, the relationship between the period, and It's just someone who doesn't understand."

He Zhi is the word of Duan Ziyun.What this passage means is that I, Duan Ziyun, as a princess dandy, am not in charge. I don’t care about the interests of the royal family.

This is a veiled refusal.

Song Buxi was taken aback, and looked at her stealthily. If she was rejected, she would have to think of another way, but this Princess Ding'an... until now, she has a smile on her face, and it doesn't look like a simple rejection.

"Then according to your wishes..." She cautiously tried.

Duan Ziyun looked at the picture she had just drawn with a smile, and carefully blew on it before raising his head to look at the waiters around him, and waved his hand to let them go down.

There were only two of them left in the pavilion.

What does this mean?Song Buxi watched the princess walk slowly, staring at her with smiling eyes without blinking: "you know, girl, the girl's appearance is really loved by Hezhi."

Like my looks?

Song Buxi suppressed his doubts, took a few steps closer, and tilted his head to look at her painting.

"But Miss Xia is indeed in critical condition... If the girl is eager to save the Lord, it is possible..." Duan Ziyun approached her, picked up a strand of her long hair and brought it to the tip of her nose, staring at her eyes suggestively: "... Talk to me with something else."

Song Buxi blinked in surprise, and moved his eyes to the painting.

The eyebrows of the person in the painting are like distant mountains, the almond eyes are slightly narrowed, and the head is bowed and smiling.

That green-robed knight.That green robe beauty.

It turns out... the princess really intends it?

Song Buxi deserves to be called Song Buxi.After thinking this through, she stopped being surprised or hesitant, her eyes were as soft as spring water, and she naturally held Duan Ziyun's hand.

She is different from ordinary people, even in the closed-minded ancient times.There is nothing secret to be discovered or nothing to be unacceptable.Here are the chips.That's all.

Song Buxi raised his head, and the two of them scratched their noses lightly.She opened her mouth slightly, revealing a few white teeth, exhaling like blue.Looking up, the half-closed eyes have long eyelashes, with a deceptive watery light.Seeing that Duan Ziyun's smile didn't change, she simply bit her lips.

Duan Ziyun was in a really happy mood now, she held her hands, hugged her waist, slowly brought her into her arms and sat on a chair, gently biting her soft lips, guiding her jerky movements .After a long time, he gritted her lips with his teeth to indicate that she could let go.

Song Busi ended the kiss, and leaned into her arms naturally, looking at her with a three-pointed docile and seven-pointed smile with watery eyes, and her lips were as red as blood.

Sure enough, she was not familiar with how to do this kind of thing.Time was too tight for her to prepare, so she had to try it hastily.Song Buxi sighed inwardly.

Duan Ziyun gently straightened her messy hair around her ears, gently scraped her lips with his fingertips, and smiled lazily.

Song Busi licked his lips carefully.It seems... I'm doing pretty well?

Duan Ziyun held her hand, raised the paintbrush in his right hand, and said in an ambiguous and hoarse voice: "I haven't asked you yet... Girl's name?"

Song Buxi tilted his head and blinked: "Little girl, Lier."

"Li'er? Miss Xia started it?" Duan Ziyun pondered for a while: "Do you have a name before entering the mansion?"

Song Buxi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again: "Before the little girl enters the mansion... her name is He Xiaodao."

"He Xiaodao?" Duan Ziyun tapped his chin with a brush: "He...Xiaodao?"

She picked up a pen with a smile, and wrote in the lower right corner of the drawing paper:

"Lee" -

"Miss Li'er will live in Mingyuejian from now on, how about it?" Duan Ziyun held her hand and walked forward, and the servants followed up again: "Miss Xia's matter... He Zhi will visit the Fourth Prince's residence tomorrow."

"It's arranged by the princess." As if remembering something, she asked again: "How long will Lier live?"

Duan Ziyun looked into the distance, his eyes showed a peaceful tenderness: "I'm tired of living here until the girl wants to go back to Miss Xia's house... how about it?"

Song Buxi nodded, and also looked at the flowing clouds in the sky ahead.

They all know in their hearts that they will live until someone gets tired of it.

The author has something to say:

Duan Ziyun (romantic face): Oh?Want to save her?What do you exchange for?

Song Buxi (indifferent): ...

Duan Ziyun (Panic): Wait, wait, I understand, you put on your clothes first! !