Chapter 90, Familiarity
"Xiao Yeyang, you don't know how fast I made the carriage run just to see you. It almost shook me to death." Daohua said to Xiao Yeyang as she walked towards the main courtyard.
Xiao Yeyang listened and raised his lips slightly: "It's so hot, why don't you stay at home and go to the manor? You made me wait so long."
Daohua: "I didn't know you were coming. I'm usually at home. By the way, isn't your home in the capital? Why haven't you gone back yet?"
Xiao Yeyang's expression darkened slightly: "I don't want to go back."
Daohua glanced at him and asked, "Then why did you come to my house?"
Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua and raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't welcome me?"
Daohua smiled and said, "I've already told you that I'm very happy that you can come. The last time I saw you, you left before we even had a few words. This time we must have a good reunion."
After hearing this, Xiao Yeyang's expression improved a lot. His eyes would from time to time fall on Daohua, who was walking briskly beside him and exuding vitality and cheerfulness all over her body. Even his depressed mood, which had been gloomy for days, seemed to have improved a lot.
Daohua turned to look at Xiao Yeyang: "By the way, how long will you stay? Grandma knew you were coming and insisted on coming back with me, but her body couldn't stand the bumpy ride, so I let her take her back slowly. If you don't leave today, you can see her in the evening."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone behind him pricked up their ears.
Xiao Yeyang shook the fan in his hand and did not speak immediately.
Daohua glanced at the man and was speechless. This guy started to be arrogant again. When she first met him, he was obviously very hungry, but she asked him to eat by himself and insisted on asking him for food again and again.
Daohua looked at the person next to her again. It was true that clothes make the man. This person had worn beggar's clothes with them and fled with them. Now he had transformed himself and become a benefactor of their family.
Unfortunately, his temper has become more arrogant.
At first, I didn't know this man's noble status, so it was okay to yell at him and be casual with him. But now, he glanced at the group of people who were walking respectfully behind him.
Okay, I have to coax him.
But she needs to think carefully about this. She can't curry favor with others, but she can get along with them in a friendly way and give in appropriately.
Xiao Yeyang didn't hear Daohua talking, so he turned around and saw that her eyes were rolling around again. He folded his folding fan and slammed it on Daohua's forehead: "What are you thinking about now?"
Daohua covered her forehead with her hands and looked at Xiao Yeyang with wide eyes. She didn't expect this guy to hit her so suddenly: "Why did you hit me? It hurts."
Seeing Daohua staring at him with an accusing look on her face, Xiao Yeyang embarrassedly covered his eyes with his folding fan.
He usually beat Defu and the others like this, and he never saw them cry out in pain.
This girl is just spoiled. What's wrong with hitting her? He didn't use any heavy hands.
Daohua rubbed her forehead and looked at Xiao Yeyang dangerously. Seeing that he looked guilty, she snatched the folding fan from his hand and said, "I'll hold this fan for you, so that you don't get itchy and hit anyone."
After saying that, he opened the fan and started fanning himself.
She was really dying of heat after running all the way back from the farm.
When Xiao Yeyang saw that the fan in his hand was gone, he was about to take it back, but when he saw Daohua's flushed cheeks and sweat on her forehead, he could tell that she was very hot, so he swallowed the words back.
Defu, standing behind him, was a little worried when he saw the eldest daughter of the Yan family snatch the fan that Prince Rui had gifted to the young prince. You know, this folding fan was made by the Qi family, and there were only a few of them even in the palace. But when he thought about how his own master had given away the Qilin jade pendant awarded by the emperor, he kept silent.
Dong Yuanxuan knew the origin of the folding fan. He glanced at the rice flowers that were fanning themselves, then looked at the little prince who said nothing, and his eyes flashed.
Zhou Chengye had seen many fine things and knew that folding fans were valuable, but compared to the familiarity of the eldest daughter of the Yan family and the young prince, these were unimportant.
Soon, the group came to the living room in the main courtyard again.
Seeing his eldest daughter and the young prince chatting and laughing, Yan Zhigao felt relieved. He also saw that the room was full of young people, and it was not appropriate for him, an adult, to stay here for too long. So he smiled at Xiao Yeyang and said, "Young prince, I have some things to do at the government office. I have to go get busy first."
Xiao Yeyang nodded: "Uncle Yan, please do as you please."
Just now Lord Yan, now Uncle Yan.
Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye exchanged a quick glance.
When Yan Zhigao heard Xiao Yeyang's address, he was delighted. This showed that the young prince was willing to get close to the Yan family. He then instructed Daohua and Yan Wenxiu, "Daohua, Wenxiu, entertain the young prince, Master Dong, and Master Zhou well."
Daohua and Yan Wenxiu nodded in agreement.
Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye also bowed and smiled as they saw him off.
The young master is always very polite in front of outsiders and no one can find any fault with him.
After Yan Zhigao left, Daohua smiled and looked at the people in the room. She looked around and looked at Xiao Yeyang: "Why, won't you introduce your friend to me?"
As soon as these words were spoken, both Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye quickly stood up.
They dare not call themselves the little prince's friends.
Especially Zhou Chengye, he met Xiao Yeyang for the first time today.
Yan Wenxiu noticed the two people's discomfort and immediately stepped forward with a smile to introduce himself.
Although these people arrived early, Xiao Yeyang had a stern face and everyone didn't get to know each other well.
After introducing each other, Daohua looked at Zhou Chengye with a smile: "So you are Jingwan's elder brother?"
Zhou Chengye nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, Sister Yan. Jingwan often mentions you. I was lucky enough to eat one of the rice dumplings you sent me during the Dragon Boat Festival. It was exceptionally delicious."
Daohua: "If you like them, I'll send them to you next year." After saying that, she looked at Xiao Yeyang and said, "Are you thirsty? I told you, I went to the farm this time to see if the watermelons I planted are ripe. You came at the right time. I brought back a few and asked someone to open them right away so you can try them."
Xiao Yeyang said indifferently: "Watermelon, I've eaten this before, and it doesn't taste very good."
There are also people in Zhongzhou Prefecture who grow watermelons, but very few. They are generally only supplied to the powerful and wealthy, and ordinary people rarely see them.
Rice Flower: "Can what I grow be the same as others? If you dislike it, don't eat it later."
Xiao Yeyang: "You are using it to entertain me, why shouldn't I eat it? How can you treat your guests like this?"
Daohua directly retorted: "Is there any guest who disdains the host's things as much as you do?"
The two people's bickering conversation made everyone around them break out in a cold sweat. During the conversation, Yan Wenxiu kept winking at Daohua, but unfortunately, Daohua didn't get it.
Among them, only Yan Wentao was relatively calm. It was because they were like this when they first met. One was picky and disliked this and that, while the other would not give in and would not tolerate him at all.
"Today I will show you what the king of watermelons is!"
Daohua said something to Yan Wentao, and Yan Wentao walked out with a smile. After a while, he came back holding a big green watermelon that was more than a foot long.
"Why is this watermelon so big?"
Xiao Yeyang, who thought he had seen countless good things, stood up with his eyes wide open. The watermelon he had eaten before was probably not even half as good as this one.
Daohua said proudly, "Big doesn't matter; the most important thing is that it tastes good. Third brother, open it and show them our watermelons."
Yan Wentao smiled and said, "Okay."
(End of this chapter)
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