There is Room For the Poor Daughter

After Xiao Yeyang left Guo Mansion, he went directly back to Jin Lingwei's office. Yan Wenkai just didn't go out to work. Seeing him returning with a sullen face, he couldn't help but ask Defu, "Who messed with him?"

Defu shrugged, the master can be dissatisfied with Miss Guo, but he, a slave, can't say that she is not behind his back, but everyone who saw the office looked at him, and after thinking about it, he reminded: "Anyway, this If there is no particularly important thing at that time, everyone should not disturb the master."

Since I went to the northern border with my master, my master led Jin Lingwei from Zhongzhou to successfully capture the eldest prince of Tartar and retreated. These people were very sincere and awe-inspiring to the master, and they dared not touch the master easily. Mildew.

"Okay, everyone has retreated, what should I do?"

Looking at Jin Lingwei obediently retiring, Defu sighed a little. Sure enough, people still have to be strong at any time, especially in military camps or Jin Lingwei where they need to speak with their fists .

The identity of the master is precious enough, but when they first took over Jin Lingwei on the side of Zhongzhou, how could these people think that they are so obedient now, most of them are yang and yin.

At noon, Xiao Ye was about to eat when he saw De Lu walked in quickly with a letter.

Delu quickly glanced at Xiao Yeyang's unpleasant face, and handed over the letter: "Master, the lord has sent a letter."

Hearing this, Xiao Yeyang and Defu couldn't hide their surprises.

Without him, Xiao Yeyang has been in Zhongzhou for so many years. Although the palace sends things over every year, Prince Ping has never written a letter to Xiao Yeyang. Of course, Xiao Yeyang has never written to Prince Ping either.

Defu looked at Xiao Yeyang, trotted over to take the letter in Delu's hand, and then quickly put it in front of Xiao Yeyang.

Xiao Yeyang put down his chopsticks and silently looked at the letter on the table. After a long time, he reached out and picked up the letter and opened it.

Defu and Delu stood aside, not daring to make a sound.

Both of them knew that the relationship between the master and the prince was very bad, and every time they encountered something related to the palace, the master would not be in a good mood.

The prince suddenly sent a letter, and I don't know why?

"scoff~"

Xiao Yeyang looked at the letter in his hand with a sneering expression on his face, his anger burned more and more in his eyes, when he stretched his arm, the tableware and chopsticks on the table fell to the ground.

So uneasy, "Bang bang bang!" Xiao Yeyang slammed the table three times, only to collapse the table, and the anger in his heart was vented a little.

His good father Wang, he had been away from Beijing for many years, and the first letter he wrote to him was to ask him to go back to Xiao Yechen's wedding, what a big face!

He just couldn't figure it out, so when he was young, he almost died because of Xiao Yechen, and later because Ma's mother and son couldn't go home, why did he think he would reconcile with Xiao Yechen? Still traveling all the way back to attend his wedding?

He really wanted to fly right in front of him and ask him out loud if his brain was broken while writing this! ! !

Looking at Xiao Yeyang in anger, Defu and Delu could not help but step back in trembling.

Xiao Yeyang took a deep breath for a while before slowly calming the anger in his heart: "Pack up."

Hearing this, Defu and Delu immediately cleaned up, and their movements were very quick.

Xiao Yeyang got up and stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of the capital. After his anger, his eyes were full of disappointment.

His father really never cared about him!

He was not the only one when he was righting Ma, but Xiao Yechen actively wrote a letter to order him to go back when he got married.

When he did this, did he ever consider his feelings?

Looking at the letter in his hand, Xiao Yeyang sneered and tore the letter to shreds.

It's a pity that he has grown up and wants to order him? snort! Depends if he wants to!

Xiao Yeyang let out a sigh of relief, only to feel annoyed in his chest, and walked out of the room.

Defu and Delu quickly followed.

Seeing Xiao Yeyang going out under the scorching sun, Yan Wenkai couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Yeyang did not return, and went straight out of the yard.

Yan Wenkai saw Fu winking at him again and again, and the acquaintance was not chasing after him.

After leaving the office, Xiao Yeyang rode out of the city on horseback. He rode his horse outside the city for more than an hour. After the depression in his heart had almost dissipated, he returned to the city sweating profusely.

After entering the city, Xiao Yeyang did not return to the mansion immediately, but walked aimlessly on the street with his horse.

At this moment, the sun was still hot, and there were not many people on the street. Xiao Yeyang looked at the empty street, and the sense of loneliness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Walking, walking, I unknowingly came to the street where the Yan Mansion was.

Looking at the gate of Yan Mansion and thinking of the rice flowers in the back house of Yan Mansion, the corner of Xiao Yeyang's mouth couldn't help but rise, wondering what this guy was doing? It's so late, shouldn't you be taking a lunch break?

Xiao Yeyang stood outside the gate of Yan's Mansion for a while, then turned around and left with a little disappointment.

He didn't have a proper reason to visit the door, and even if he entered Yan's residence, he might not be able to see Daohua.

Looking at the lost master all over his body, Defu and Delu were helpless.

The master cares about Miss Yan, but if he can't get the elders in the family to come and ask for relatives, he will not be able to go in and out of the Yan family to see Miss Yan in an open and honest way.

Elders who may be masters of their sons

Alas, the lord can't be counted on.

The former princess, even if she had this fear, she would not have the strength. The royal family would not allow her to interfere in the master's marriage if she left.

Now, we can only rely on the emperor.

But the king's heart is unpredictable, and the emperor's first consideration is the balance of interests. Can the master finally get his way?

Xiao Yeyang was walking down the street in despair, when suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw the half-faced rice flower that was lightly draped.

"Xiao Yeyang, it's really you!"

The cheerful voice with surprise, like the herbal tea in dog days, washed away the irritability and frustration in Xiao Yeyang's heart at once.

Looking at the smiling face of the flowers, Xiao Yeyang's eyes were instantly filled with a smile.

"Why are you here?"

"Why are you here?"

The two spoke at the same time.

Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang and saw that he was sweating profusely, and the clothes on his back seemed to be soaked with sweat. , and handed him the handkerchief in his hand.

"Don't you like to be very particular, you dare to go to the street with this honorable face, please wipe it."

Xiao Yeyang took the handkerchief, led Daohua to the shade beside him, and then wiped his sweat with the handkerchief.

Daohua looked at his expression carefully, not ignoring the disappointment between his brows. Just as she was about to ask him what was wrong, she heard a 'gulugulu' sound.

Daohua looked for the voice, and suddenly saw Xiao Yeyang covering his stomach uncomfortably, and said with dissatisfaction in surprise: "Have you not eaten lunch yet?"

Xiao Yeyang looked at Daohua and nodded pitifully.

Daohua was silent for a moment, then put down the hanging yarn: "Let's go, there is a delicious wonton restaurant nearby, I'll take you to pad your stomach." Saying that, she walked ahead.

Xiao Yeyang immediately threw the horse rope to Defu and quickly followed.