There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Chapter 118: , Who are we?

  Chapter 118, Who and Who We Two

  Looking at Yan Wenkai, who was running ahead with the two girls with a smile, Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye quickly looked at each other, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

  The little prince offered to let them come to visit the ladies, and they all vaguely guessed the purpose.

  When they were about to leave, they both racked their brains to think about how to bring the two girls out quietly. Unexpectedly, they haven't found a good reason yet. The careless Yan Wenkai helped them solve the big problem.

  Looking at Yan Wenkai, who was talking about the scenery of the back mountain with two little girls, and Yan Wentao, who was guarding the side, Dong Yuanxuan sighed, people who think less, live at ease.

  The two brothers are also Miaoren, one is cheerful and enthusiastic, the other is restrained and calm, and their actions complement each other.

  It’s no wonder that the little prince will take the two brothers with him when he has anything to do. This kind of person who knows his inner thoughts at a glance makes it easy to get along with each other.

  He also likes to get along with them.

  Unlike him and Zhou Chengye, they will consider the impact on the family in everything they do. Sometimes, it is inevitable that they will be a little tied up.

  Ahead, Yan Wenkai didn't know the eyebrow lawsuit between Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye, and he was proud of it at the moment.

   Rescued the elder sister from his mother, he instantly felt that his image was taller, and his heart was too beautiful.

  Soon, the group came to the back mountain.

  Looking at the guards around, Daohua and Zhou Jingwan stopped laughing and walked beside Yan Wenkai very ladylike.

   Daohua secretly looked at the guards around her, and saw that many guards were still wearing swords, and she sighed inwardly. It really was a royal family, and this battle was great.

  The back mountain has large tracts of grass, here, the view can be much wider than the front mountain.

   "Hey, where is the little lord?"

Yan Wenkai didn't see Xiao Yeyang, and immediately looked around. He quickly pointed to the octagonal pavilion built on the stone cliff and said, "In the pavilion, wait a minute, I'll call him." Ran away.

  Zhou Jingwan saw Xiao Yeyang for the first time, and was influenced by the feudal etiquette since childhood, and had an instinctive awe of the royal family. She pulled Daohua and asked in a low voice, "Is the little prince fierce? Will he beat and curse?"

   Daohua was stunned for a while, and she was silent for a while, and she was not sure: "It shouldn't be possible, he is a boy, we are a girl. The boy who works on the girl is out of taste."

  Behind, Dong Yuanxuan suddenly became speechless while listening to the discussion of the two little girls.

  The little prince is no matter how bad-tempered, he doesn’t know how to embarrass the two little girls!

  Dong Yuanxuan looked at Daohua again and again. If he remembers correctly, when he was at Yan's house last time, this girl had been hit by the little prince several times.

  Does that look a little scary?

In the pavilion, Xiao Yeyang had seen a few rice flowers a long time ago, but in order to maintain the design of the noble person, he waited for Yan Wenkai to come and call him, and then drank tea slowly for a while, and then led people to walk over.

  As the distance between the two sides gradually increased, Xiao Yeyang became more and more strange.

  What happened to Inaka today?

   didn't take the initiative to greet herself!

   Still looking at herself like a lady.

  In fact, Daohua moved her lips several times, but when she thought of what Yan Wenkai and the others had told her about in the academy, she clearly realized that she could not be the same as Xiao Yeyang.

   So, just like that, standing side by side with Zhou Jingwan, looking at Xiao Yeyang.

   Soon, Xiao Yeyang came to the two of them.

  "I have seen the little prince!"

   Daohua followed Zhou Jingwan and respectfully bowed to Xiao Yeyang.

  Others didn't think there was anything about this, but Xiao Yeyang was surprised by it.

This fellow Daohua has never been polite to him since the first time he saw him. He remembers that when he fled, he didn't want to eat because of the rough food. One time he lost his temper and threw it away. .

  Good fellow, this man slapped him on the back of his hand with a slap.

  At that time, he was directly beaten up.

  Since childhood, who dares to treat him like this?

He was originally very angry. He decided in his heart that once he regained his identity, he would immediately teach him back. But then he saw her quietly picking up the food he had thrown back, wiped it, and ate it in his mouth. He suddenly Not angry anymore.

  Later, he was really hungry. Although this guy looked impatient, he still divided him into a slightly softer and slightly softer ration from Mrs. Yan’s food.

  After getting along, he and she have never stopped arguing, but the days of that period, now in retrospect, apart from a little harder, it is actually not interesting.

  The reason why he was so impressed with Daohua was probably because she treated him as an ordinary person from the beginning to the end and treated him equally, without ingratiating or oppressing him, even if it was he was very downcast.

  All her attitude towards him is just because he is a person and has nothing to do with his identity.

  This is really a different experience for him who has lived in the imperial city since he was a child.

  There is also the vitality radiating from her, as well as those eyes that are always smiling, which make him remember.

"boom!"

  Xiao Yeyang is a person who never hides his emotions. If he can't figure it out, he just doesn't want to. He walked to Daohua, closed the fan, and gently tapped her head: "You have taken the wrong medicine!"

   Daohua covered her head and stared at Xiao Yeyang, almost couldn't help choking back.

  Don't blame her, she really can't respect Xiao Yeyang like others do. First, she comes from modern times. Although she has lived in ancient times for a few years and has some understanding of imperial power, she really hasn't reached the kind of fear in her bones.

  Second, this guy gave her the impression that she could not get rid of the appearance when she was in trouble. Think about the initial confrontation between her and him, but never lost.

  Three, today Xiao Yeyang is a little kid at best. How can she bow her head in front of a child as the soul of an adult?

  Xiao Yeyang saw Daohua wanting to say nothing, and said with an aura: "Just say what you want. When did you become so awkward?"

Hearing this, Daohua immediately put down her hand covering her head, and said angrily: "You are really dying, why hit me? I warn you, next time you do this again, carefully I'm not polite to you." He raised his fist and shook in front of Xiao Yeyang's eyes.

   Now, Xiao Yeyang feels comfortable.

  Ina Flower should look like this!

  A well-behaved lady is not in line with her personality.

   "How is the scenery of the back mountain?"

  Aside, the blessed view is that the owner of the house softened first, and suddenly looked speechless to the sky.

   Daohua saw Xiao Yeyang change the subject, but did not continue. Looking around, looking at the red maple leaves all over the mountain, she felt comfortable all over, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Well, it looks good."

  Xiao Yeyang turned his head to see the shining light in her eyes, and couldn't help but laugh.

  Don’t know why, he always feels that Daohua’s smile gives people a warm sense of healing, just like the sun in the winter shines on the body, warm.

   "This is nothing, the scenery of Wuhua Mountain is better, next time I have a chance, I will take you around."

   "Okay," Ina Flower blurted out, but soon stopped.

  Xiao Yeyang wondered: "Why, don't you want to go shopping?"

  Ina Flower: "Of course I want to, but I can't always trouble you."

  Xiao Yeyang didn't even think about it, and came to Daohua's verbal remark: "Which one of us are you, what are you polite!" Daohua often told him when he fled, he kept remembering.

   Defu shook his body, only felt that his neck was too stiff, and he didn't want to look at the sky anymore.

  (End of this chapter)