Chapter 367

The next day, it was a rare sunny day.

Today is also the last day of the new year's Day holiday.

Early in the morning, the Ran's servant began to get busy.

In the past, the ran family had only two masters, but now they have another one, but they eat more.

After ran Bowen's death, all the servants except ran housekeeper have changed. These people have heard of Ran Bowen but haven't seen it. In their eyes, ran Tengxiao is the only master. Few people are respectful to the former master's daughter.

One mountain cannot be two tigers.

The ran family can only have one master on this mountain.

When the mirror went downstairs, ran Tengxiao was sitting at the dining table in the restaurant, eating breakfast and listening to the radio.

The dining room is an eight meter long table. Outside the landing window is an endless racecourse. At the moment, the servants on the racecourse are cleaning the lawn.

Ran Bowen sat in the chair at the end of the table. The sun fell on him through the French window. The handsome face of the young man was like a knife cutting an axe.

Hearing the footsteps, the man raised his eyes and looked at her.

"Get up so early."

It's 7:05 a.m.

The mirror opened the chair opposite ran Tengxiao and sat down. The servant asked, "do you like Chinese or western breakfast?"

"Chinese, thank you."

Soon she was filled with Chinese breakfast in various formats.

There are soybean milk fried dough sticks, congee steamed stuffed buns, rice flour rolls, all kinds of everywhere, making a simple breakfast unbearable.

Mingjing frowned, "except porridge and steamed stuffed bun, all the others have been withdrawn."

"Little aunt, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very good."

"That's good, so uncle will be relieved."

"It's still early. After dinner, let Xiaohua take you around the manor and get familiar with the environment. This will be your home in the future."

Ran Tengxiao picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth: "take it easy, little aunt. I'll deal with something and have lunch together."

Then he got up and left.

Holding his coat, Ye Jian quickly followed ran Tengxiao out of the door.

The mirror took back his eyes and slowly used breakfast.

"Miss." Xiaohua yawned and came to her.

The mirror wiped his mouth, stood up, walked out of the living room and said with a smile, "did you see the person you wanted to see in your dream last night?"

The mirror stood behind the porch post and touched the dent.

Xiaohua opened her eyes when she heard the speech: "Miss, you are so divine. I really dreamed that she looks like your eyes."

"Really?"

The mirror smiled: "what kind of person is she?"

The little flower stared at the side face of the mirror. In the morning light, the girl's skin seemed to be transparent, crystal clear and can be broken by blowing.

"She is a very gentle person, especially kind. I have never seen an aunt as gentle and talkative as her to stay with her..."

Xiaohua closes her eyes and feels the sunshine on her cheeks.

"There is a feeling like a spring breeze, the same as that of the eldest lady."

Xiaohua took a deep breath: "even your taste is very similar."

Xiaohua had a flash in her mind and suddenly thought of an incredible possibility.

The eldest lady was not born by Yu Jiang and master Wen, was she?

She was frightened by her idea.

Spiegel turned and walked down the side steps.

Xiaohua stared at the back of the mirror in shock. The white skirt reflected silver waves in the morning light. With her walking steps, she was like a blooming lotus.

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, Pooh.

How could the eldest lady be Yujiang's daughter? When Yujiang came to Lord Wen, the eldest lady was almost two years old.

It's probably just a coincidence.

Mingjing went round the racecourse and revisited the old place. The blue sky was still that blue sky, and the distant Mingshan stood towering in the morning light.

In the stable, a horse suddenly rushed out, and the horse driver who was feeding grass was surprised. The horse was usually the most honest. Why was it suddenly like crazy, so he quickly lost his things and chased up.

But the horse ran so fast that it was more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

The jockey quickly rode a horse to catch up.

Seeing that he was about to hit someone, one of them recognized that he was the youngest daughter of housekeeper ran. Master Ma was shocked and shouted, "get out of the way, get out of the way, this horse is out of control."

In case there is a good or bad thing about housekeeper Ran's daughter, his ten lives are not enough to compensate.

Xiaohua's legs softened when she saw the horse coming.

The horse's speed is very fast and comes in a rampage. It doesn't give the other party a chance to react at all.

In the winter morning, the breeze was gentle and smooth, and the temperature warmed up a little, but it was still the degree of white fog at one breath.

The girl dressed in white, standing on the green lawn, reflected that the white dress was more and more white as snow. The wind blew her clothes and made her immortal.

But I saw the girl standing there without any panic, which became the most beautiful scenery in the winter morning.

She saw her right thumb curl up and put it on her lips. Suddenly there was a loud whistle, which pierced the silence of the sky and broke the peace of the racecourse.

The crazy horse was about to hit the mirror. When he heard the whistle, he immediately raised his front feet, and gave a loud hiss in his mouth, like a long sword piercing the fog, and finally ushered in the dawn.

The horse's hooves were raised high, and Xiaohua almost felt the smell of the horse's breath on her face, mixed with the smell of grass, which was disgusting.

Then the horse dropped his front hoof, walked meekly to the mirror, lowered his head and affectionately arched the palm of the mirror.

Mingjing smiled and touched the horse's head: "Yufeng, even you are old."

Xiaohua stared in shock: "Miss, how do you know it's called Yufeng?"

The horse master fell down from his horse and stepped forward quickly to force Yufeng. Yufeng blew a hot breath out of his nostrils and became restless.

"You cheap hoof, what are you running about? Go back with me." The horse master shouted and scolded.

The mirror said faintly, "let go."

Master Ma glared at her: "be careful, this evil horse is very careful. I'm crazy to hurt you. I'm kind to remind you."

Xiaohua turned her eyes: "what nonsense are you talking about? The horse is as honest as a quail when it meets the eldest lady."

Yufeng approaches the mirror and raises her head. Xiaohua sees the grievance in her eyes.

This horse is spiritual.

"Miss?" The horse master was surprised and looked at her carefully. The performance of the mirror in Marseille last year was obvious to all.

Who would have thought that the president of the jockey club had changed into the eldest miss of the ran family.

It is said that she has a good way of training horses. Even Yufeng, who has always been an evil sect, is honest in front of her.

Mingjing smiled and touched Yufeng: "you say it's evil. Where's it?"

The horse master's attitude is much better. "This is an old horse. Usually it doesn't fit in well, nor can it be touched, nor can it be ridden. Master Xiao can't do it. He is more proud and charming than the princess, but I don't know why. Master Xiao has to keep it."

It's delicious to eat and drink. Is it strange.

But what's more strange is that in addition to the above problems, the old horse is very obedient and obedient. He usually nests in the stable, basks in the sun, sleeps and lives a pension life in advance.

Who knows, I suddenly went crazy this morning.

Then she was hit by the eldest lady.

Xiaohua said, "Yufeng, I know. It was at Ran's house when I was young. It was strong when it first came, like aunt Yujiang..."

Xiaohua quickly stopped and turned pale. This name is taboo in Ran's family.

If Xiao Ye hears it, she's dead.

Ma Shi subconsciously asked, "what about Yujiang?"

This is the first time I've heard the name.

"Nothing, Miss Yufeng seems to like you very much."

Mingjing touched Yufeng's head and suddenly flew on his horse. His action was natural and clean. Xiaohua was stunned.

The horse master was also surprised. Yufeng had no one to ride. Except that the horse was stiff, he was not equipped with any tools. The eldest lady got on the horse without the help of any tools. This skill is really beautiful.

The mirror light reined in the horse, the wind raised the front hoof, and the horse hissed loudly.

In the morning light, the girl sat on the horse's back. Her white skirt fluttered like a dance. Her beautiful face was like covered with a layer of clear frost, showing a bit of cool cold. It was picturesque in the sun.

"Yufeng, more than ten years have passed. Let me see if you have stepped back."

The wind hissed and seemed to respond. He spread his front hoof and ran out. One man and one horse ran away.

The white figure sitting on the horse's back is thin but lonely, flexible and straight.

Behind the flower bed not far away, the man stared at the white figure on the racecourse, and his green veins burst on the back of his clenched hands.

Ye Jian didn't dare to remind.

When Lord Xiao was about to leave the manor, he suddenly asked people to turn back. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene as soon as he got off the bus.

The eldest lady is really a mystery.