Yang Liusi

Ever since Liang Yushu was scalded once in the Liu Mansion, he seemed to have learned to be good. He spent many days in the Liang Mansion to heal his wounds at ease, but he never came to the Liu Mansion again.

Without Liang Yushu's troubles, and Wu Yuan's love for his niece, he found an excuse every now and then, changed into casual clothes, and came to visit.

Wu Yuan's original intention was that Yang Xian had regained her daughter's identity, wouldn't it be satisfactory if she didn't just take her back to the mansion and recognize her as a daughter?

If it is in the Wu Mansion, how can it be as comfortable as in the Liu Mansion?Therefore, Yang Xian often acted like a baby and acted like an idiot, which made it vague.

How could Wu Yuan not know what his niece was thinking?Although he felt that something was wrong in his heart, when he saw Yang Xian's charming smiling face, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, so he just pretended to be confused and let Yang Xian be fooled.

Therefore, this day passed very peacefully and comfortably.

On this day, Yang Xianzheng and Liu Fanyin were sitting in the gazebo in the garden looking at the roses all over the garden, chatting and laughing happily, when suddenly a little maid hurriedly came to report: "Girl, the prince is here."

Yang Xianben laughed heartily, but when he heard the announcement, his whole body trembled and he almost fell off the stone bench.

"Where are you going?" Liu Fanyin raised her eyes to look at the little maid without haste.

The little servant girl paused for a while, then said with a smile: "This servant came from the front yard. When the prince came, he seemed to be very interested in the medicinal herbs in the front yard. He didn't take a sedan chair, so he stopped and walked on his own; if he followed the prince's pace, I'm afraid it's still the front yard."

Liu Fanyin was very satisfied with this little girl's articulate speech—this is what the girl next to Liu Fanyin should look like, so she asked her name, but the little girl replied with her usual expression, "Ling'er."

"Ling'er?" Liu Fanyin rarely smiled at anyone other than Yang Xian, "No wonder you are so smart."

Yang Xian was a little trembling when he heard King Yu's arrival, but Liu Fanyin was so relaxed, he didn't seem to take this matter to heart at all, but he was in the mood to tease the little maid; in a few words, he was full of praise I don't know how to talk any more, but I'm going to watch it every day in the room?

Thinking of this, Yang Xian looked at Ling'er twice more; this look was very extraordinary - no wonder Liu Fanyin was very satisfied with her, this little maid has willow eyebrows and almond eyes, a high nose and peach cheeks, a cherry and a mouthful. She can speak well, not only has a smart mouth, but also looks very smart - who knows why Fan Yin is so smart because of her fancy?

Yang Xian's heart fell to the ground like a jar of vinegar, and his heart was filled with a sour taste.

"Ling'er is waiting here. If the lord comes here first, I will lead the lord to sit in the gazebo and enjoy the flowers first." Liu Fanyin naturally noticed the funny look of Yang Xian rolling his eyes beside him, and quickly ordered Ling'er, stood up and came to Yang Xian.

"Come with me." Liu Fanyin said, then walked towards the room without stopping.

Yang Xian was stunned for a moment, feeling even more jealous in his heart - in just a few words, his attitude towards her had turned upside down, and he was no longer gentle and smiling as before.

Hey, as expected, the emotions in this world will eventually fade away one day.

Yang Xian followed behind Liu Fanyin with concern, his heart full of resentment towards his wife.

However, Liu Fanyin, who used to be thoughtful in the past, didn't seem to notice her resentment today, and was still walking eagerly, as if there was something special in the room that was attracting her attention.

Hey, what else can I do?Even though Fanyin had weakened their relationship earlier, she couldn't.Yang Xian felt that he was full of radiance, spreading the power of love.

"Yang Xian, come here!" Liu Fanyin walked to the dressing table, brushed lightly on the clean surface, and seemed to take out a box of makeup powder.

"What are you doing?" Yang Xian dawdled, she always felt that Fanyin's behavior was very abnormal today.

"Sit down." Liu Fanyin glanced at Yang Xian, and seeing that she hadn't moved, she stretched out her hand and gently pressed her on the embroidered pier in front of the stage.

"What are you doing?" Yang Xian watched as Liu Fanyin opened the powder box, and the fragrance of roses wafted out from it. The faintly sweet smell was very intoxicating.

"Powder for you." Liu Fanyin had carefully picked out the rose powder, moistened it on the palm of her hand, and then gently applied it to Yang Xian's face, little by little, very gentle.

Seeing this move, Yang Xian felt overwhelmed.

So anxious, it turned out that she wanted to dress her up—it turned out that Fanyin disliked that her appearance was not exquisite enough, and she was afraid that she would lose face in front of King Yu?

It's not about showing off the new concubine, so why bother?Yang Xian felt dissatisfied.

"Hmm...it's a lot whiter." After Liu Fanyin finished all this, she looked at it carefully and was very satisfied.

"Hmph." Yang Xian was really angry, and he was even more angry when he heard Liu Fanyin sigh, "I was raised as a man since I was a child, so naturally I can't compare to the delicate skin and tender flesh of the little maids in the courtyard. Since Fanyin dislikes me, why bother?" What a waste of time? Why not..."

"Pfft..." Before Yang Xian could finish his angry words, Liu Fanyin laughed out of joy.

She just felt that Yang Xian was a little angry, but she didn't turn around for a moment, she didn't want to understand where her anger was.She originally thought that Yang Xian was a little angry because he wanted to see King Yu, but she never thought that Yang Xian had diverted his thoughts here.

"You..." Yang Xian was angry at the moment.

She was so angry, yet Fanyin was still smiling so heartily.

Sure enough, deep affection is always ruthlessly defeated.

"You." Liu Fanyin didn't know what expression to make, her heart turned a thousand times, and finally she just tapped Yang Xian's forehead lightly, "It's because you were raised as a man since you were a child, so naturally you don't take care of your face like an ordinary daughter , not so white..."

"You really hate me!" Yang Xian was very wronged.

"How could I dislike you?" Liu Fanyin couldn't laugh or cry, "Even if you are the bottom of the pot in the kitchen, I don't dislike you."

"Hmph." Yang Xian turned his face silently, it's not too bad.

"Although you have restored your daughter's attire, you can't see your original identity at first glance; but your face..." Liu Fanyin picked her chin, looked and looked, until Yang Xian blushed. She let go of her cheeks and said with a smile, "It's too bright. How can someone as shrewd as the prince not recognize you? Therefore, I'll wipe it white for you so that he won't recognize you."

I see.Yang Xian was happy in his heart, but he refused to give in: "Then I'm not in front of the lord to serve you, why bother!"

Liu Fanyin saw Yang Xian's eyes fluttering, and the smile between his brows and eyes could not be concealed, so he knew that this girl had no grudges, but she just refused to say it.

Then he smiled and said, "You don't have to be in front of the prince."

As she said that, she paused, "But I can't see you not being in front of me for a moment."