Chapter 450, Wooden Courtyard

  After drinking the tea, Yan Wenxiu saw that the sisters in the family were uncomfortable because of their arrival, so he smiled and said, “Let’s go to the yard to enjoy the flowers.” After finishing speaking, he stood up first.

  Seeing this, everyone else also stood up.

  Xiao Yeyang glanced at Daohua, did not say anything, took the lead out of the pavilion, Yan Wenkai hurriedly followed, and pulled up Yan Wentao, who was sitting still.

  As soon as the three of them left, Yan Wenxiu also led the others out.

  The others left, and the girls in the pavilion breathed a sigh of relief.

  Yang Xiuyun looked at Daohua: "Cousin Yiyi, is the young man in the blue robe the little prince of Prince Ping’s mansion?"

  Ina Flower nodded: "Yeah."

  Yang Xiuyun smiled and said, “I don’t feel that the little prince is not as shameless as the rumors.”

   Daohua looked over, "Do you know Xiao Yeyang too?"

Yang Xiuyun was a little surprised when Daohua called Xiao Yeyang's name directly, but she said quickly, "Well, when I went to a banquet in another house, I heard people mention the little prince, saying that he was moody and surly, and would beat and punish people at every turn. It's very difficult to get along with."

  After hearing this, Daohua frowned.

  Even when I first met Xiao Yeyang, he was at best a little arrogant and a little bit kid, not even a bear kid, so how could a cousin say such an exaggeration?

  The Yang family's social circle in the capital is not very big, but they all say that about Xiao Yeyang, which shows how bad Xiao Yeyang's reputation in the capital was.

   "Most of the rumors are exaggerated and not convincing at all." The tone was cold.

  Yang Xiuyun glanced at Daohua in surprise, is she worried? Why do you feel that Yiyi's cousin is a little upset? "What the cousin said."

  Zhou Jingwan listened to the words of the two, knowing that others slandered the little lord and made Daohua unhappy, and pulled her in a low voice: "Isn't it just Yun Yiyun from Jingli, and it's worth your anger?"

   Daohua squinted her eyes: "How can I be angry?"

Zhou Jingwan curled her lips: "Yes, yes, you are not angry, I said the wrong thing, let's do it." After saying that, changing the subject, she asked with a smile, "Big Brother Yan really decided to go to the Earl Zhaode's house. The second girl?"

   Daohua shook her head and lowered her voice: "Not yet, Master Han and the others came over, probably to inquire about the reality of our house. As soon as they came, my father and mother sent someone to Beijing to inquire about the Han family."

  Zhou Jingwan nodded: "Yes, this marriage is a big deal, especially your eldest brother is the eldest son, and the choice of the eldest daughter-in-law is even more important. This is to be entrusted to Zhongkui."

   Daohua thought of something, and smiled: "I heard my father said that he and the Han family are still the line of your second uncle. If my family really gets married with the Han family, your second uncle will be a matchmaker."

  Zhou Jingwan smiled and nodded: "I also heard my grandfather say about this."

  Thinking about the thoughts of her third brother, Daohua thought for a while, and tentatively said: "It would be nice if our two families can also get married, so that our relationship can be closer."

  As soon as she heard this, Zhou Jingwan suddenly appeared in her mind as Yan Wentao was laughing at her, she couldn't help but blushed, and she glanced at Daohua, "Couldn't our relationship be bad if we don't get married?"

   Seeing her like this, Daohua pursed her lips and smiled: “Of course it’s good, but wouldn’t it be better if we can go further?”

  Yang Xiuyun saw the two whispering to each other in a low voice, wanting to blend in, but couldn't find a chance, he stopped talking a few more times, and gave up, sitting and drinking tea with a dim expression.

  Aside, Yan Yishuang saw all this in her eyes, pondered for a moment, smiled and sat next to Yang Xiuyun, and took the initiative to talk to her.

   Both of them are good poetry books, and they talked and laughed together after a while.

  Yan Yunxi and Yan Yunyan came early, and they have already played well with Yan Yihuan and Yan Yile. At this moment, sisters Yan Yihuan are sitting at the table teaching Yan Yunxi to make tea.

  For a time, the atmosphere in the pavilion is also harmonious.

  In the garden, Yan Wenxiu took everyone to admire the flowers for a while, and then went to the front yard.

  On the way, looking at Xiao Yeyang who was chatting and laughing with Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao, Han Hexu tried to talk to him several times, but unfortunately he didn't find the right opportunity.

When Fang Hao saw him, he dragged Han Hexu to the end, and said in a low voice, "Don’t worry, the little prince is not as difficult as the rumors, but he can’t be approached casually. Let’s come this time. The purpose of this is for the second cousin’s marriage, so it’s urgent to find out about Qingyan’s family."

   "The little prince and the brothers of the Yan family have a good relationship. If the last two cousins ​​can really marry Wenxiu, then it will not be too late to make a good relationship with the little prince through the relationship of the Yan family."

  Han Hexu nodded: "It's because I think something is wrong, but fortunately, a cousin can mention me."

  Fang Hao smiled when his cousin heard what he said, and said nothing more.

  Yan Wenxiu glanced back and saw that Han Hexu was not leaning against the little prince, his expression on his face was slightly loose.

   Zhou Chengye saw him, and laughed in a low voice: "Your future eldest brother doesn't look very smooth?"

  Yan Wenxiu glared at him: "What's undecided, don't talk nonsense."

  Zhou Chengye smiled: "I saw that the second master of the Han family and the second master of Han had a good impression of you, and I was quite satisfied with your family. You and the second girl of the Han family can make things happen in every possible way."

  Yan Wenxiu pursed her mouth and did not speak, nor did she talk about the joy and longing of the marriage on her face.

   Seeing this, Zhou Chengye looked surprised: "Why, you are not satisfied with the Han family?"

  Yan Wenxiu was silent for a while: "Since ancient times, marriage events have always been the words of parents and matchmakers. What can I do to be satisfied or dissatisfied."

  Hearing this, Zhou Chengye was really surprised: "You are the son of Yan's parents, you are married, Uncle Yan and Aunt Yan will definitely consider your opinions, if you are not satisfied."

  Before speaking, Yan Wenxiu smiled and cut off the words: “When will I say that I’m not satisfied? Okay, Xiao Wangye and Wen Kai are all in the yard, so let’s hurry up.”

   Zhou Chengye saw that Yan Wenxiu didn't want to say more, and didn't continue. He smiled and went to chase the three of Xiao Yeyang with him.

  At the end of the same day, the sky began to snow heavily, and Xiao Yeyang stayed in Yan Mansion without leaving.

  Early the next morning, Zhou Jingwan got up and saw a thick layer of snow on the roof and the ground. She hurriedly pulled the rice flower and clamored to build a snowman.

   Daohua trembled: "Aren't you cold?"

  Zhou Jingwan said loudly: “It won’t be cold when you move. Hurry up, let’s build a snowman by ourselves and see who builds it well.”

   Seeing Zhou Jingwan's ecstatic appearance, Daohua was a little helpless. She glanced at the maid in the yard and thought for a while and said: "My yard is crowded with people. Go to the wooden courtyard. It's spacious."

   Zhou Jingwan had nothing to do, and urged: "Then you hurry up!"

   Daohua motioned to Wang Man'er to bring the cloak over. After putting it on, Zhou Jingwan pulled it out of the yard.

  Wooden courtyard.

  Zhou Jingwan glanced at the giant tree in the courtyard, and asked with a smile: “Could this courtyard be called the Wooden Courtyard because there is a big tree here?”

   Daohua smiled and nodded: “There are too many backyard yards in the mansion, too lazy to name it. This wooden yard is easy to remember and easy to read."

  Zhou Jingwan walked to the tree and said in surprise: "There is actually a swing!" After saying that, she sat up and swayed.

   Daohua smiled and walked over: "This swing was made by my third brother. When I say I'm bored, I can come and sit."

  Zhou Jingwan immediately boasted: "The third brother is really caring."

Daohua agreed with her face: "Although my third brother is a little reserved and not very talkative, he is particularly attentive and considerate." After that, she glanced at Zhou Jingwan and sighed, "The girl who will marry my third brother in the future will definitely Will be very happy."

  Zhou Jingwan became silent suddenly, and felt very uncomfortable when she thought that Yan Wentao, who cared for herself, was going to marry another girl. She felt that the swing of the swing was not large, so she quickly said to the maid: "Quickly push me."

"higher!"

   "A little higher!"

   Seeing that the swing of the swing is getting bigger and bigger, Daohua is a little worried: "Don't swing so high, be careful not to fall down."

   Zhou Jingwan said, “I’m holding on to the rope, so I won’t fall.” After that, he said to the maid, “You have to work hard.”

  The maid had no choice but to increase her strength.

  The body kept rising and falling, which made Zhou Jingwan slowly forget the boredom in her heart, and when she was happy, she clamored to increase her strength.

   Daohua quickly stopped: "Can't be higher, be careful to throw you out."

  As soon as the voice fell, several figures appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

   "Oh, swinging on the swings!"

   Daohua just wanted to turn her head when she saw Zhou Jingwan flying out of her sight, her heart suddenly tightened with fright: "Jingwan!"

   "Ah~"

  Zhou Jingwan was thrown out, she was so frightened, she couldn't help screaming at the thought that she might break her arm and leg.

  In the wooden courtyard, the screams continued for a while.

   Zhou Jingwan screamed so that her voice became a little dumb, and then she stopped slowly.

  The pain she had expected did not come, Zhou Jingwan slowly opened her eyes, and then she saw Yan Wentao, who looked at her worriedly: "Brother third."

  Yan Wentao quickly soothed: "Don't be afraid, you didn't fall."

  Zhou Jingwan moved her body, only to realize that she was being held in her arms by Yan Wentao. After turning her eyes, she saw Daohua, the little prince, and Yan Wenkai who looked at her in a word.

   Yan Wenkai looked at Zhou Jingwan with admiration: "Sister Zhou, your voice is really high." After speaking, she gave Zhou Jingwan a thumbs up.

   Thinking of her embarrassment just now, Zhou Jingwan blushed immediately.

  Yan Wentao stared at Yan Wenkai coldly, and then carefully put Zhou Jingwan down.

  (End of this chapter)