The fireworks by the river attracted more and more people.
Even some wealthy families' carriages stopped to watch the fireworks.
Not far away, a girl wearing a light pink jacket and skirt and a sable fur cloak got out of a carriage.
She came over with her maid, and said with a cheerful tone, "Brother Hexuan, why are you hiding here setting off fireworks instead of going to the Lantern Festival?"
Qin Hexuan had noticed someone coming over before, but he didn't take it seriously.
He didn't look up until the other person greeted him.
It looks a little familiar. I seem to have seen it during the Chinese New Year, but I don’t have much impression of it anymore.
As soon as Song Tao saw his young master's expression, he knew that he definitely didn't recognize her. He quickly leaned over and whispered, "She's the Third Madam's niece, the Fifth Miss of the Fan Family."
The Qin family is a large family with relatively complicated relationships.
Old Master Qin had three wives in his life, and countless concubines and maids.
His first wife, Cheng, and Mr. Qin were childhood sweethearts and had a deep relationship, but he was in poor health and unfortunately died of illness after giving birth to a son and a daughter.
Qin Songyin's biological mother was Mr. Qin's second wife. There was no love between the couple. She was married purely to take care of the house and take care of their young sons and daughters.
Therefore, his son Qin Songyin was also not favored by Mr. Qin.
When Qin Songyin was five years old, his biological mother died of illness.
Three months later, Mr. Qin married his third wife, Feng.
So Qin Songyin grew up completely in a tight spot at home.
The older brothers and sisters are favored by Old Master Qin, while the younger brothers and sisters are taken care of by Mrs. Feng.
He, the child whose father doesn't love him and whose mother is not around, has the hardest life.
Sometimes he doesn't live as well as Master Qin San, a bastard. At least he still has the care and love of his biological mother.
Master Qin San married Fan Shulan, a concubine of the Fan family, and this Miss Fan Wu was Fan Jiajue, the daughter of Fan Shulan's half-brother Fan Dechang.
Because they were too distantly related, when Fan Jiajue followed the Fan family to the Qin Mansion to pay New Year's greetings, she only saw Qin Hexuan briefly. After paying New Year's greetings, she was taken to the Third Master Qin by the adults.
But just from this one look, Fan Jiajue noticed Qin Hexuan.
She had just finished visiting the Lantern Festival and was about to go home when she passed by here. Everyone opened the car windows to look at the fireworks outside, but she was the only one who saw Qin Hexuan standing by the river at a glance.
"Miss Fan Wu is polite."
Qin Hexuan was not very satisfied with Fan Jiajue's address, but it was not easy to say anything to his face, so he could only greet him from a distance.
Qingtian poked her head out from Qin Hexuan's arms to look at Fan Jiajue, wondering if this was the sister that Brother Qin had just mentioned?
But why does Brother Qin call her Miss Fan Wu?
Fan Jiajue didn't expect that Qin Hexuan was holding a little girl in his arms.
She recalled for a long time, but she didn't remember there was a girl of this age in the Qin family. She moved closer curiously to take a closer look.
"Achoo—Achoo—"
As she approached, a mixed fragrance hit Qingtian in the face, making him sneeze twice.
Fan Jiajue felt disgusted, but she still held back and didn't retreat.
Unexpectedly, Qin Hexuan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her, then wrapped her up with his cloak and moved a few steps away from her.
Fan Jiajue thought to himself, I haven’t disliked anything yet, and you still dislike me?
Reluctantly, she took two more steps forward, wanting to see if Qin Hexuan really wanted to hide from her.
Unexpectedly, this time Qin Hexuan said directly and rudely: "I'm sorry, Miss Fan Wu, your fragrance is too strong and it is bothering my sister. Please don't come any closer."
Fan Jiajue's face suddenly turned red, and she was so embarrassed that she almost cried on the spot.
She had never been so blatantly disliked in her life.
Song Tao held his forehead helplessly. Now, his young master had offended someone again with his words.
But now that I have said it, what else can I do?
Qingtian was covered by Qin Hexuan's cloak, and suddenly she could no longer smell the pungent fragrance on Fan Jiajue. The only thing left at the tip of her nose was the clear smell of Qin Hexuan.
It doesn't seem to be any kind of incense. Unless you are too close, you can't smell it.
Qingtian took two breaths and felt that Brother Qin’s smell was indeed the best.
She had been out playing for so long at night that she was actually a little tired.
So she reached out and grabbed Qin Hexuan's cloak, and put her little face against his chest with peace of mind.
Fan Jiajue was so angry at Qin Hexuan's words that she left. As she walked towards her carriage, she lowered her head and smelled the scent of her own body. She asked the maid behind her in a tearful voice, "Does the smell on my body seem pungent?"
The maid didn't know how to answer for a moment.
To be honest, in order to go out to the Lantern Festival today, Fan Jiajue did go a little too far when dressing herself up.
Take the fragrance on your body, for example. It comes from at least three sources.
One is to have clothes, skirts and cloaks fumigated with incense.
Second, he applied ointment on his body.
Third, I also used scented hair oil.
So when they were visiting the Lantern Festival just now, everyone else was so crowded, but Fan Jiajue had a lot of space around him, and people around him would subconsciously avoid him wherever he went.
But Fan Jiajue didn't notice the problem at all. She just thought that it was because she brought her maids and followers with her, so everyone else avoided her.
In fact, after walking around for a long time, the fragrance on Fan Jiajue's body had dissipated a lot.
But just now, Fan Jiajue noticed Qin Hexuan and was about to come over to talk to him, but before getting off the car, she applied some ointment on herself.
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