Chapter 13 Your sister is still young, so she is not in a hurry to get married
Qiao Yihuan frowned slightly, "This is too much, you are so young, how could your aunt marry you to such an old man?"
The little girl nodded and turned her attention to Qiao Wanyan again. "Sister, where are you going? Can you take me with you for a while? I am very obedient and will definitely not cause you any trouble."
Qiao Wanyan took her hand and said, "Of course you can. I'm going to Yongzhou too, so we can go together."
The little girl was a little surprised. What a coincidence?
She had never been out of the house, but she had heard from her servants that Yongzhou was very fun, especially during the Chinese New Year, when it was even more lively than the capital.
"That's great, sister!"
Qiao Wanyan said, "Your hands are so cold, it's really hard for you. Let's go to the car with sister and warm up by the fire."
Qiao Yihuan watched the two people leave, and she felt something was wrong. It was as if something that belonged to her was taken away by someone else. At this moment, she felt so upset that she almost couldn't breathe.
Qiao Yihuan looked at the little girl's back, and the indescribable feeling tortured her to the point of driving her crazy.
Her mind was blank. She hurriedly washed the handkerchief in her hand and walked back quickly.
"Sister, my name is Yunyao. Everyone in my family calls me Yaoyao, so you can call me that too."
Qiao Wanyan draped the blanket over her body and pulled her tighter, "My name is Qiao Wanyan."
Yun Yao smiled sweetly, "Sister Yan!"
Qiao Wanyan smiled and responded, "Want some cakes or fruits? Sister has both here."
The carriage she rode in was the best in the family, spacious and luxurious. There was a charcoal fire burning inside the carriage to keep it warm, and there were all kinds of fruits, candied fruits, cakes, and even some vernacular poetry collections to entertain her.
Yun Yao swallowed and said, "I want to eat osmanthus cake."
Qiao Wanyan handed it to her, but saw the car door opened and Qiao Yihuan came in with a pot of tea.
"Why is my sister here?"
Qiao Yihuan glanced at Yun Yao and said, "I made some ginger tea. I thought the little girl would drink some hot tea to ward off the cold since she was wearing so little."
Yun Yao was in a very good mood while eating the cakes. "Thank you, sister, but I don't like ginger tea. Sister Yan just gave me some hot tea, it's not cold anymore!"
After saying that, he moved closer to Qiao Wanyan and got close to her.
Ah, beautiful sister smells so good!
Qiao Yihuan was a little embarrassed. "Wanyan, have some of this ginger tea. I'll leave it here. You guys go ahead and do your work. I'll leave first."
After returning, Xiaoying still didn't dare to sit down, and knelt there. Seeing her come back, she hurriedly said, "Miss, please warm up the fire quickly. It's all my fault. I should have been busy. But Miss, why did you send ginger tea to the second young lady? She doesn't have a maid, why does she order you around?"
Qiao Yihuan sat down, "She didn't order me around. Wanyan is doing well now, so don't be so hostile to her."
Xiaoying muttered, "Miss, you are too kind. Be careful not to be sold out by the Second Miss and have to help her count the money! Have you forgotten what she said beside the bamboo liquid pool in the East Palace?"
Qiao Yihuan glanced at her and she didn't forget.
But now Wanyan is really nice to herself, and she even asked His Highness' brother-in-law to give her and His Highness a chance to be alone together.
But once upon a time...
She also couldn't understand what Wan Yan was thinking.
"Miss, why are you so depressed?"
Qiao Yihuan sighed and said, "I don't know what's wrong. I always feel that I should get closer to the little girl who is going to Yongzhou to find her brother. I don't understand why I have this idea."
It felt like she would definitely be able to help me in the future.
"Miss, you should focus on His Highness." Xiaoying brought her back to reality.
Qiao Yihuan nodded and said nothing more.
At night, a bonfire was lit and a group of people were cooking in an orderly manner.
Yun Yao held osmanthus cake in one hand and Yunpian cake in the other, her mouth was stuffed full, she looked as cute as a little rabbit.
She muttered softly, "Sister Ayan, does your brother-in-law have poor eyesight? Although Sister Ayan's eldest sister is also very good, Sister Ayan is obviously prettier and more gentle, so why is she not Sister Ayan's husband?"
Yun Yao was a clever girl, and she could tell in a short time that her sister A Yan also liked the handsome young man, but she could only ask her brother-in-law to endure it everywhere.
Yun Yao is now close to Qiao Wanyan and they get along well, so naturally her heart is set on heaven.
"Don't talk nonsense."
Yun Yao pursed her lips, and suddenly an idea flashed through her mind. She excitedly said, "How about Sister Yan marry my brother? My brother is also very handsome! He also knows medical skills, and his medical skills are very advanced."
Yun Yao's voice was quite loud and He Zhiyu looked over.
A doctor? How to marry a noble lady?
Qiao Wanyan was a little embarrassed, "Yaoyao, I don't want to get married yet."
Yun Yao really thought she was shy. "Sister A Yan, I will introduce you to each other when there is a chance. You will definitely be satisfied after meeting my brother. Everyone says that my brother is very handsome!"
Qiao Wanyan believed that she was not exaggerating, after all, that was how it was described in the storybook.
To put it more nicely, he has the bones of a crane and the posture of a pine tree, as well as the dew and pearls of immortality. He is a person who is untainted by the mundane world and has detached himself from the secular world.
To put it bluntly, he is old-fashioned and dull and doesn't like to interact with people.
Qiao Yihuan said, "If he is a man of noble character and good looks, it wouldn't hurt to meet him. He is in Yongzhou anyway, and my father and mother will feel relieved with my grandfather's presence."
Before Qiao Wanyan could answer, she heard He Zhiyu's cold voice.
"Yihuan, your sister is still young, there's no rush to get married."
The smile on Qiao Yihuan's lips froze for a moment, and then he smiled awkwardly, "That's right."
Qiao Wanyan lowered her eyes, the flames were reflected in her pupils, and a hint of teasing flashed across them.
My sister's smile is so unnatural.
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