After two years of seclusion, she could finally rest. Jing Jiaren felt relaxed. After taking a bath last night and drinking the Divine Suppression Soup, Jing Jiaren slept very soundly that night.

The next morning, if Honghong hadn't growled downstairs, Jing Jiaren probably would have overslept and missed the time to participate in the oath-taking meeting. She was awakened by Honghong's roar. When she opened her eyes, she heard a mirthful female voice asking, "Honghong, your master isn't up yet?"

From the voice, she was probably the nanny her mother had brought over from the Zhang family. Jing Jiaren had called her "Grandmother Lu Mian" ever since she was young.

Jing Jiaren hurriedly got up, took off her silk jacket, and put on her coat. After she pushed open the sliding door and walked to the balcony, she leaned against the railing and shouted at Grandmother Lu Mian, who was talking to Honghong in the courtyard downstairs, "Grandmother Lu Mian, you're here so early?"

Lu Mian was an old lady who looked to be in her sixties. She was wearing a dark green dress and her slightly white long hair was neatly combed.

Lu Mian raised her head gently. When she saw Jing Jiaren, her eyes immediately revealed affection.

As soon as she woke up in the morning, Jing Jiaren's long black hair was draped behind her shoulders in a slightly messy manner. It weakened her cold aura and added a hint of gentleness to her. Looking at the woman who had become more and more slender, Lü Mian said in a soft voice, "Jiaren, your mother asked me to come over and make you a bowl of pasta."

Compared to other super worlds, the Divination Continent, which believed in divination, was somewhat superstitious.

They felt that eating pasta before participating in large-scale competitions and important occasions brought good luck.

Jing Jiaren smiled as she lamented, "My mom is really superstitious. Thank you, Grandmother Lu Mian."

"Okay."

The lock outside the door opened automatically and Lu Mian was let inside.

Jiaren returned to her room, she entered the

the same, the designs were exquisite and

made Jing Jiaren's skin look fair and her neck

hair and went downstairs, the pasta

the side of the dining room. After Jing Jiaren finished eating the noodles, Lu Mian brought the bowl into the kitchen and said, "Your mother

"Alright, I'll go now."

stood up and washed her hands. After saying goodbye to

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was Zhang Zhanyi. She was an aloof and elegant woman. From the back, she

of fresh flowers on the stone table. Madam Zhang chose a few of them and said, "Take the others away." The Jing family had their own Spirit Grass Academy, which also cultivated flowers. Every morning, the gardener would pick a batch of flowers before sunrise and send them all to

it with a rockery. Then, a plate of flowers with oriental charm was completed.

"Okay."

bouquet away, Madam Zhang turned around and looked out of the courtyard door. When she saw the slender and elegant woman outside the door, a

Jiaren pushed the door open and walked in, she walked around the camellia garden

empty stool beside Madam Zhang and picked up a thin bamboo to fiddle with, Madam Zhang guided her gently as she watched her actions. After Jing Jiaren finished fiddling, she looked at

up the scissors and cut the bamboo branch on the left side of the thin bamboo, the arrangement of

you're the best,"

the same effect. If you're too full, it'll look messy. It's like this when it comes to arranging flowers, and it's the same when it comes to people." Madam Zhang stared at Jing Jiaren with her beautiful eyes as she said, "Jiaren, you're the thin bamboo in this bottle. Although you've grown up tall and straight, your life has

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