"Okay!" The servant smiled instantly.

However, in order to increase his chances of success, he whispered in Chunqin's ear: "If your young lady doesn't want to come, just say that the young master is sick and wants to see her."

After saying that, the attendant silently apologized to Nangong Shuyan in his heart.

Sorry, sir, this is not a curse! These are all white lies told for your happiness!

"Okay." Chunqin agreed and hurried back to Huashaoyuan.

Shaofeng, who was eavesdropping on the side, frowned.

He thought the Marquis was telling him a joke last night.

Miss Jiang would actually ignore the Marquis and fall in love with the second young master from this abandoned courtyard! ?

But looking at it today, it does seem possible.

So he hurriedly took a few bites of the bread and squatted back near Huashaoyuan.

After Chunqin came back, she relayed the servant's words to Jiang Ziyi.

Jiang Ziyi looked up at her suspiciously, "Is he really sick?"

Chunqin felt a little guilty when asked this question.

He stammered back, "Yes, I'm very ill, with a high fever that won't go away. I just want to see you, young lady."

Haruko even exaggerated her description of the illness.

Jiang Ziyi: ...

She felt like she was being treated as a fool. Would Nangong Shuyan be the kind of person who would say such a thing?

But she didn't directly point it out.

Harukoto wouldn't harm herself, so there must be a reason for her saying this.

Jiang Ziyi thought about it and realized that she had not been to Hanmeiyuan for a long time.

Now is the time to show off in front of Nangong Shuyan and advance the progress of the strategy.

So after cooking lunch at noon, Jiang Ziyi did not send Chunqin to deliver it, but chose to deliver it herself.