Chapter 90: There is Room For the Poor Daughter
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Chapter 90: Familiarity
“Xiao Yeyang, you don’t know how fast I had the carriage run just to see you. I almost got bumped to death,” Daohua said as she walked toward the main courtyard, talking to Xiao Yeyang.
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth. “On such a hot day, why didn’t you stay at home and rest? What did you go to the manor for? Made me wait.”
Daohua replied, “I didn’t know you were coming. I’m usually at home. By the way, isn’t your family in the capital? Why haven’t you gone back yet?”
Xiao Yeyang’s expression slightly darkened. “I don’t want to go back.”
Daohua glanced at him. “Then why are you here at my house?”
Xiao Yeyang shot her a sideways look, raising an eyebrow. “What, you don’t welcome me?”
Daohua laughed. “I’ve said it already. I’m very happy you came. The last time I saw you, we didn’t even get to talk much before you left. This time, we must catch up properly.”
Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang’s mood lightened significantly. His gaze often drifted to Daohua, who walked briskly beside him, her vibrant, lively energy making his usually somber mood brighten.
Daohua turned to look at Xiao Yeyang. “By the way, how long are you staying? My grandmother knows you’re here and insists on coming with me, but her health can’t handle the bumpy ride. I told her to take it slow on the way back. If you don’t leave today, you’ll get to see her tonight.”
Upon hearing this, the group behind them all perked up.
Xiao Yeyang waved his fan and didn’t respond immediately.
Daohua looked at him, speechless. This guy was starting to act proud again. When she first met him, he had been starving and reluctant to eat, and she had to keep urging him to do so.
She took another look at him. It really was true that clothes make the man. Back then, he was in ragged clothes, running from disaster with them. Now, he had transformed into a guest of their family.
But unfortunately, his temperament had only grown more arrogant.
She didn’t know his true identity back then, so she had been casual with him, calling him out as she liked. But now, noticing the entourage following him, all careful and respectful…
Fine, she had to think carefully about how to handle this. Being too eager to please wasn’t her style, but friendly interactions and giving a little ground were acceptable.
Xiao Yeyang noticed Daohua’s silence and turned to see her eyes darting around again. He swiftly closed his fan and, with a ‘snap,’ tapped it on her forehead. “What are you thinking about now?”
Daohua rubbed her forehead, her eyes wide as she looked at Xiao Yeyang. She hadn’t expected him to do this so suddenly. “Why did you hit me? That hurts!”
Seeing the accusatory look on her face, Xiao Yeyang awkwardly covered his fan. Normally, he would use the fan to tap people on the head, and no one had ever complained about it.
This girl was just too delicate. What was the big deal? He didn’t hit her hard.
Daohua massaged her forehead, casting a dangerous look at Xiao Yeyang. Seeing his guilty expression, she snatched the fan from his hand. “I’ll hold onto this for you, so you won’t be tempted to hit people.”
She said this while opening the fan and started fanning herself. After all, she had just rushed back from the manor and was absolutely roasting.
Seeing the fan was gone, Xiao Yeyang was about to take it back. But noticing Daohua’s flushed cheeks and the beads of sweat on her forehead, he realized how unbearably hot it must be for her. He immediately swallowed his words.
The attendants behind them had noticed that the eldest daughter of the Yan family had taken the fan the Prince of Rui had given Xiao Yeyang, and they became slightly anxious. After all, this fan was a rare item, made by the Qi family, and even in the palace, there weren’t many like it. But remembering that their lord had even given away the Qilin jade pendant from the emperor, they could only remain silent.
Dong Yuanxuan, who knew the fan’s origin, glanced at Daohua, who was fanning herself, then at Xiao Yeyang, who said nothing. His gaze flickered.
Zhou Chengye, who had seen his fair share of treasures, also recognized the fan’s value, but in light of the familiarity between Daohua and Xiao Yeyang, all these material things seemed insignificant.
Soon, the group arrived at the main hall.
Seeing his eldest daughter chatting and laughing with Xiao Yeyang, Yan Zhigao felt much more at ease. Since the room was full of young people, he, being the elder, didn’t want to stay too long. He smiled at Xiao Yeyang. “Prince, there’s still work to be done at the yamen, so I must go.”
Xiao Yeyang nodded. “Uncle Yan, please go ahead.”
Yan Zhigao’s heart warmed at being called "Uncle Yan" and realized that Xiao Yeyang was willing to grow closer to the Yan family. He then turned to Daohua and Yan Wenxiu, saying, “Daohua, Wenxiu, make sure to treat Prince Xiao and Young Master Dong and Young Master Zhou well.”
Daohua and Yan Wenxiu both nodded in response.
Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye also stood, bowed, and smiled as they left.
The young masters, in front of outsiders, were always polite and well-mannered, with no room for error.
Once Yan Zhigao left, Daohua smiled at the people in the room, looked around, and then turned to Xiao Yeyang. “Well, aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?”
Upon hearing this, both Dong Yuanxuan and Zhou Chengye immediately stood up.
They wouldn’t dare call themselves Xiao Yeyang’s friends.
Especially Zhou Chengye, who had only met Xiao Yeyang for the first time today.
Yan Wenxiu, noticing their discomfort, immediately smiled and stepped forward to introduce himself.
Although these men had arrived earlier, Xiao Yeyang had kept a stern face, and no one had had the chance to get properly acquainted.
After the introductions, Daohua smiled at Zhou Chengye. “So you’re Jingwan’s older brother?”
Zhou Chengye nodded, smiling. “Greetings, Miss Yan. Jingwan often mentions you. I had the pleasure of trying the zongzi you gave during the Dragon Boat Festival. It was particularly delicious.”
Daohua replied, “If you like it, I’ll send more next year.” She then turned to Xiao Yeyang. “You must be thirsty. Let me tell you, the reason I went to the manor was to check on the watermelons I planted. You came at the perfect time. I brought some back. I’ll have someone cut them up so you can try.”
Xiao Yeyang’s expression remained indifferent. “Watermelons? I’ve had them before. They didn’t taste that great.”
In Zhongzhou, there were people who grew watermelons, but they were rare and usually only available to the nobility. Ordinary people rarely got to see them.
Daohua replied, “Can mine be the same as others? If you don’t like them, you don’t have to eat them.”
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Xiao Yeyang retorted, “Aren’t they for me? Why wouldn’t I eat them? Is this how you treat your guests?”
Daohua shot back, “Is that how you treat your host’s food?”
Their playful banter caused those around them to sweat nervously. During this, Yan Wenxiu kept signaling Daohua with his eyes, but unfortunately, she didn’t notice.
Only Yan Wentao remained calm. There was no surprise for him; when the two had first met, they had acted just the same—one picky and complaining about everything, the other not yielding an inch.
“I’m going to show you what a true watermelon king looks like!” Daohua said to Yan Wentao, who immediately smiled and went out. A moment later, he came back holding a large, bright green watermelon over a foot long.
“This watermelon is so big?”
Even Xiao Yeyang, who had seen countless valuable items, stood up in surprise. The watermelon he had eaten before was probably less than half the size of this one.
Daohua proudly said, “Size isn’t the point. The key is the taste. Third Brother, cut it and let them taste our family’s watermelon.”
Yan Wentao chuckled. “Okay.”
(End of Chapter)
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