Wen Liyu took a nap in her room. When she woke up, she heard the sound of heavy rain outside in a daze.
The sound of rain hitting the auspicious leaves outside the wooden window creates a pleasant and peaceful melody.
She slowly stood up, and the soft quilt slid down, revealing her slender figure, messy hair, and lazy posture.
I turned my head to look at the closed window, and through the white window paper, I saw the shadows of flowers reflected on the windowsill. The petals swayed gently with the wind and the rain.
"Miss, you're awake." Hongyou tiptoed in for a routine check.
When he found the lady sitting on the bed, he hurried over and took a cup of warm water from the table.
"It's already past midnight, are you ready to get up, young lady?" Hongyou handed the warm water to the young lady and helped her tidy up the messy bedding on the bed.
"Well, no one came to the house to look for me today, right?" Wen Liyu took a sip of water, closed her eyes, and let the maid who came in help her tidy up her appearance.
"Yes." Hongyou nodded, "The invitation sent to the mansion was also returned as requested by the young lady."
Wen Liyu yawned, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes. "I'm tired of staying in the yard all the time. I'd like to go out for a walk today..."
"Miss." Hongmei hurried into the boudoir, bowed, and panted, "The Third Prince has arrived outside the courtyard and wants to meet and exchange greetings with you."
As soon as she finished speaking, the lively atmosphere in the room became slightly stagnant.
Wen Liyu had just carried out a major purge of the people in the courtyard some time ago. The maids who are still staying in the courtyard are all close to Wen Liyu and are guaranteed to be loyal.
In front of them, Wen Liyu gradually revealed her lazy nature.
They also thought that their young lady was worried about her marriage to the third prince and became reluctant to go out.
This insignificant change did not arouse their suspicion.
Wen Liyu hadn't decided whether to meet Zhao Xuanyi yet when there was a loud noise at the courtyard gate.
Hongmei and Hongyou looked at each other, and Hongyou went out to investigate.
A few minutes later, Hongyou came back with a confused look on her face, "Miss."
"What's going on outside?" Wen Liyu asked. After the maid helped her put on her shoes and socks, she got out of bed and changed her pajamas-like skirt into a dress suitable for going out.
Hongyou had a complicated expression. "I don't know where the master got the news from, but he grabbed a broom and beat the Third Prince... and sent him out."
Wen Liyu paused slightly, and sat on the dressing table, feeling both amused and helpless. "It's raining so hard, Daddy isn't afraid of catching a cold."
The little maid in the room couldn't help but burst out laughing.
After laughing, the maid's face changed drastically. She immediately knelt on the ground and began to beg for mercy, "Miss, this servant... This servant is not..."
"It's okay, get up." Wen Liyu waved her hand and let her go out.
The little maidservant escaped death and became more loyal to Wen Liyu. She knelt down to thank her repeatedly, "Thank you, Miss. Thank you, Miss."
Wen Liyu asked someone to do her makeup. After she finished, she stood up and walked out. She happened to meet Wen Xiuye, who was walking hurriedly, in the corridor in the courtyard.
His sharp tiger eyes were filled with excitement. Seeing his daughter, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Yu'er, your father has avenged you!"
He was carrying a broom the size of a millstone, which was covered in mud and fallen leaves.
Wen Liyu even saw moon-white strips of cloth embroidered with gold thread between the gaps in the broom's bamboo strips.
This... seems to be the style of clothes that Brother Yi often wears.
Wen Xiuye laughed heartily, "I want to see if he dares to come over!"
"What revenge..." Wen Liyu frowned disapprovingly, imitating her mother, and scolded her father with her hands on her hips, "Have you ever thought about the consequences of doing this?"
"Brother Yi is a prince after all, and father is a minister. How can we lay hands on future monarchs? If the people in the Censorate knew about this, father, you will be detained by the emperor again."
Wen Xiuye opened his mouth wide, his elegant and handsome face full of shock.
This...how come my daughter suddenly knows so much!
Woohoo... His daughter has grown up and become sensible, but he is not happy at all.
"Yu'er has suffered!" Wen Xiuye walked straight forward and held her in his arms.
The bloodthirsty general, who was hated and frightened by the enemies outside the border, cried because of his daughter's understanding.
The Wen family servants around looked away as if they were used to it, pretending not to see it.
Wen Liyu coughed several times, clenched her fists, and punched her father's broad back hard, "I'm suffocating... suffocating!"
After hearing this, Wen Xiuye quickly let go of her and put her back on the ground.
A blush appeared on his handsome face. He looked like a scholar, but his personality was carefree, which was quite a contrast.
While the father and daughter were playing, Uncle Wen came rushing over from the corridor, "Master, Miss, the Second Prince is here too."
"Why is there another one coming after I beat one?" Wen Xiuye frowned, grabbed the broom beside him with his big hand, and picked it up again.
He swung the broom like a spear, forming a spear flower in his hand. He put the broom behind his back, his eyes wide open, and shouted at Wen Liyu, "My daughter is waiting for you here."
"Father will be back soon!"
After saying this, Wen Xiuye turned around and was about to leave with quick steps.
Wen Liyu hurried over and grabbed his clothes, "Daddy, wait a minute!"
"What's wrong?" Wen Xiuye stopped quickly, afraid that he would walk too fast and drag his daughter along.
"Don't be afraid, Yu'er. No one can beat your father right now."
Wen Liyu was helpless, "I'm not afraid that Daddy will be beaten, I just want to say, let Brother Yin come in."
"Hmm?" Wen Xiuye narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard thoughtfully. "Yu'er, do you want to change your husband to the Second Prince?"
Wen Liyu pursed her lips and quietly responded, "...Yeah."
"But they look so similar..." Wen Xiuye suddenly shut his mouth, suddenly realizing, "So that's it!"
Her beloved daughter must still be unable to let go of Zhao Xuanyi and cannot accept it for the time being, so she wants to change the candidate to Zhao Xuanyin, who looks exactly like that guy, as a consolation.
This must be the substitute in folk tales.
He understood.
"Uncle Wen, go and bring the second prince to the hall." Wen Xiuye thought he saw through everything. He threw the broom aside and took his daughter to the living room first.
Wen Liyu was very satisfied to see that he had convinced himself, saving her the trouble of explaining and making excuses.
At the entrance of the Wen family mansion, two mighty and majestic stone lions guard the red gate.
Zhao Xuanyi, who was kicked out, and Zhao Xuanyin, who rushed over after hearing the news, stood on both sides.
The roof is decorated with flying carvings, and rain falls along the gutters to the ground, splashing silver curtains. Fresh water vapor lingers around everyone, and water vapor clings to their clothes.
"Have you finished your official business, second brother? Is there anything that requires you to come to my fiancée's house?" Zhao Xuanyi's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes flashed with vigilance and rejection.
He emphasized the word "fiancée" with unusual emphasis, and the warning was so obvious that everyone present could hear it.
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