In a split second, Yin Huaizhu's steps faltered slightly, almost imperceptibly, but this unusual movement lasted only a moment.
Unseen by anyone, a faint, almost imperceptible glint of light flashed across Yin Huaizhu's eyes, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky—brief yet dazzling.
However, Yin Huaizhu quickly suppressed that momentary brilliance.
In the blink of an eye, he was as calm and composed as if the brief pause in his steps had never happened.
Yin Huaizhu's lips curled slightly upward, maintaining her gentle and refined demeanor.
Looking at the little figure in front of him, he gracefully bent down, opened his arms, and easily hugged the little figure that was running towards him.
Yin Huaizhu stretched out his palm and touched Hang Suisui's soft little cheek with his fingertips.
Her voice was gentle, as warm as a spring breeze: "Have you missed me these past few days?"
Hang Suisui habitually wrapped her arms around Yin Huaizhu's neck, looked at him with clear eyes, and gave him a big smile: "Yes!"
Yin Huaizhu held Hang Suisui and sat down at the table under the peach tree.
He glanced discreetly at the two teacups on the table.
He said with a smile, "We have guests..."
It was clearly a question, but the tone was so certain.
Hang Suisui looked at the other teacup on the table and laughed: "Hahaha, I was just playing with the water."
I forgot to collect the cups because I was in a rush.
Following behind Yin Huaizhu, Jin Qian slowly walked forward, his sharp gaze like that of a hunting hawk.
After secretly scanning its surroundings, it finally landed steadily on the ground not far from the table.
There, an inconspicuous little grass is quietly growing.
This little blade of grass looks very fragile, as if a gentle breeze could blow it down, but it stands there stubbornly, its tender green leaves trembling slightly.
Just as Yin Qian was about to step forward, she was stopped by Yin Huaizhu.
Yin Huaizhu lowered her eyes and glanced at the steps that Jin Qian had taken.
“Cough, ginseng.”
Jin Qian immediately stopped and turned to look at Yin Huaizhu: "Um—"
Yin Huaizhu looked up at him, interrupting Jin Qian: "Sit."
After saying that, he looked away and stopped looking at Jinqian.
Jinqian slowly sat down, glanced at the little girl opposite him, and then said nothing more.
At this moment, he understood Yin Huaizhu's thoughts.
Alright, the tree spirit we've been chasing for most of the day has actually come to hide in the Lord's house.
That's incredibly bold.
At this point, without needing to think too much, it's obvious who was behind this.
What right does he have to comment on the work of the eldest daughter of the Si family?
Hang Suisui turned her head and looked at Jinzhen, someone she had never seen before.
Yin Huaizhu took the teapot from the table and asked the servants outside the garden to come in and brew another pot of tea.
He took three more teacups, poured tea, and began to introduce the teacups.
"This is Jinqian, a friend."
Hang Suisui greeted Jin Qian with a smile: "Hello."
Jinzhen smiled and said, "Hello, Miss."
Yin Huaizhu paused for a moment while pouring tea, then smiled and slowly pushed one of the cups towards Yu Qian.
Even though Yin Huaizhu didn't say a word, Yunqian knew that this meant he was being told to shut up.
The fresh, delicate, and refreshing aroma of tea, like a light and graceful ribbon, slowly drifted into my nose.
After thanking him, Yunqian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and praised it politely, saying, "Good tea."
After praising it, he immediately lowered his head, looking as if he were indifferent to worldly affairs.
Hang Suisui watched from the side, then picked up her teacup and took a sip: "It really is delicious!"
As the aroma of tea glides down your throat, it feels like a clear spring flowing through you.
Then she looked at Yin Huaizhu: "What kind of tea is this?"
Yin Huaizhu smiled and replied, "Snow on a thousand mountains."
Hang Suisui's eyes lit up, and just as she was about to say something, she heard several loud banging sounds coming from inside the hall.
Like a startled rabbit, Hang Suisui suddenly turned her head to look at the living room doorway.
Seeing the green hem of a dress fluttering past the doorway, every nerve in her body tensed up.
Hang Suisui put down her teacup and rushed into the living room like a gust of wind!
Aa ...
This is terrible!!!
How could she forget about number two?!
Hang Suisui rushed to the living room door and, with lightning speed, stretched out her chubby little hands to firmly hold down Number Two, who was about to peek out the door!
Before she could make her next move, Yin Huaizhu's concerned voice came from behind her.
"Sui Sui? What's wrong?"
Hang Suisui turned around and stared intently at Yin Huaizhu, who was about to walk in.
Number Two, who was being held down tightly, wanted to answer even when he heard the voice.
Hang Suisui quickly freed her hand and covered Number Two's mouth tightly, preventing her from making a sound.
Turning to Yin Huaizhu, she quickly said, "No, no, it's nothing. Something I put down fell down. I'll take it back to my room first."
After saying that, before Yin Huaizhu could get close, he grabbed Number Two and ran upstairs!
When Yin Huaizhu entered the living room, she only saw Hang Suisui's white figure disappearing quickly upstairs.
Hearing the sound of a door closing upstairs, Yin Huaizhu glanced at the second floor, pondered for a moment, and then turned and left the living room.
Hang Suisui closed the door and dragged Number Two into the room.
"Why did you suddenly run downstairs? My God, we almost got caught."
Thank goodness, suddenly there was someone who looked exactly like her, that would have scared her to death.
Green-Clad Number Two clung to Hang Suisui, refusing to let go: "Sister, sister, you're back!"
Hang Suisui put one hand on her hip and the other on the forehead of Green-Clad Number Two, preventing her from getting close to her.
What have you been doing these past few days?
"Eating, sleeping, pulling weeds, picking flowers, catching insects, chasing birds, climbing trees, digging bamboo shoots, catching fish, playing in the water... (ten thousand words omitted here)"
Hang Suisui's temples throbbed as she watched Hang Suisui counting on her fingers.
As she predicted, she was right.
This mischievous little piece of paper did all the things she had never done before.
But inside the garden, the scene was quite different.
Yin Huaizhu slowly closed the golden magic array in her palm, a ruthless glint in her eyes.
Just then, the previously empty space in front of them suddenly rippled, and a handsome man gradually appeared.
Before Qingsong could react, Yin Huaizhu struck like lightning, grabbing his throat!
His five fingers were tightly clenched like iron clamps, giving his opponent no chance to escape.
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