Yang Liusi

Seeing that the surprise on Yang Xian's face dissipated and he smiled again, Liu Fanyin took her hand out.

When he returned to the courtyard, he saw that Zhao Lin had already sat down on the stone bench in the gazebo, which was covered with exquisite cushions, which should be the handwriting of that girl Ling'er.

"My lord, let's enjoy the flowers first." Ling'er stood aside, smiling, "Our girl said that good flowers go with good tea. When I heard that my lord is here, I went to make tea myself first."

Zhao Lin was very happy to see this girl's articulate speech, elegant demeanor, and orderly speech: "It's hard to be filial to Fanyin."

As she said that, she became more and more cheerful, and she really wanted to enjoy the roses in the garden, and joked with her peers from time to time.

"This girl is really clever." Liu Fanyin admired Ling'er's behavior.

"Tsk tsk." Yang Xian asked himself. She has never been the kind of person who is jealous at will, but today, for some reason, as long as Liu Fanyin shows the slightest appreciation for Ling'er, she can't help but become jealous.

"You," Liu Fanyin couldn't laugh or cry, but how should I put it, in general, she still enjoys Yang Xian's little temperament, although it seems that the time is not right now, "Not as clever as you."

Only then did Yang Xian follow Liu Fanyin with satisfaction, and An An became her little maid for life.

Since Ling'er said earlier that Liu Fanyin was going to make tea herself, this tea is also an indispensable prop.

After personally carrying the tea tray, Liu Fanyin took Yang Xian to the gazebo calmly, and greeted Zhao Lin indifferently.

Zhao Lin looked at his favorite daughter, dressed so plainly, she didn't look like the daughters in his family at all, wishing he could embed the most shining gold, silver and jewels in the whole world on his body. People are dazzled.

She has the coldest temperament on weekdays, and she was very taciturn when she went to the palace in the past, and he, the father, could not speak a few words to her; today she is very different.

But how is it different?

Fan Yin has always been dressed in such a simple and elegant way, and there is nothing new about her hair in a bun;

She didn't say a few more words today than in the past, so that's not the reason.

Zhao Lin thought about it for a while, but he never figured out what is different about Fanyin from the past.

But it's different.

It gives people the feeling, yes, it gives people the feeling, much softer, not as sharp as usual.

"Father, please." Liu Fanyin retreated from the little maid who came forward, and served tea in person.

Zhao Lin felt a little emotional for a moment.

Although things like serving tea between daughters and fathers are often staged in his palace; but those daughters of his, if they were ordered by their mothers to serve tea tremblingly, what would they want? , but try hard to be cute.

In short, summing it up in one sentence does not catch his eye.

He originally thought that because of Fanyin's stubborn temperament, he was wronged in the palace last time, and almost lost half his life in it, so he must have some grudges against him-although this daughter's temperament is most similar to his own, but the younger daughter At home, it is inevitable that I can't think about it.

But looking at it today, Fanyin is indeed the one who resembles him the most, everywhere.

After taking this cup of tea, the tea smells tangy, very fresh, not like a vulgar product.

"This tea is very good." Although Zhao Lin had a tricky taste, he was full of praise for this tea.

Liu Fanyin smiled slightly: "As long as father likes it."

Zhao Lin's reaction to this was very appreciative.

If it was placed in the mansion, if he showed even a little appreciation for the things presented, he would immediately introduce that this tea must be the best product of this year, knowing that his father likes it, he spent so much effort to get it; Otherwise, the water used for making tea is different, it is the snow on the plums, the frost on the tiles, or the dew on some flowers that I personally picked.

In short, I tried my best, but I just want to ask him for a compliment.

When he was young, when he saw this method for the first time, he would be moved a bit; as a result, after so many years, he has become accustomed to it.See more, but will give birth to a touch of boredom.

Fanyin's attitude of not asking for credit or reward made him even more happy.

"Fan Yin, you are so cute and sensible, I am reluctant to marry you off." Zhao Lin laughed.

Yang Xian was slightly shocked again.

In contrast, Liu Fanyin was much calmer and said nothing, but frowned slightly.

Seeing that Liu Fanyin didn't ask any further questions, Zhao Lin couldn't keep pretending, so he continued to laugh and said, "This child Yushu grew up in front of my eyes, and since you came here, I have always been in love with you. "

"Oh?" Liu Fanyin smiled slightly.

"If you marry far away, I don't worry about it. Although Yushu is not very brilliant, but there is nothing wrong with it. I can see it." Zhao Lin is actually not like Liang Yushu Very satisfied.Fanyin is a good child, his most cherished daughter—although she has never been by her side; there are not many men in this world who are worthy of her, but since they are daughters, they will eventually marry human.

Since he wanted to marry, how could he, as a father, not screen carefully?

Liang Yushu liked to follow Fanyin around since he was a child. Unless he was blind, how could he not notice this?

"I think that I will announce your identity when you reach the age of Ji. In this way, Yushu will treat you with more respect." Zhao Lin thought about it, only feeling that he was well thought out and very satisfied.

"Thank you father for your kindness." Liu Fanyin said lightly, "But I have no such intentions for my cousin."

"Oh?" Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows.

His daughter has the temperament most like him, so in her actions, she can't guess her thoughts.

For example, last time she betrothed herself to Prime Minister Yang's son.

For an ordinary daughter's family, who would dare to manipulate such an important matter with one hand?But Fanyin did just that.

It's a pity that she didn't know that the young man she had set her eyes on was actually a fake prince.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lin sighed lightly—young people, it's inevitable that they don't think well, and they don't do things well.It's just that the kid from the Yang family has disappeared from this world no matter whether she is a man or a woman. Could it be...

Zhao Lin suddenly became vigilant again, and the cold aura on his body became stronger again. Such majesty made all the little maids who served around him shrink back.

After calming down, Zhao Linmo took a breath of relief: "Fanyin, I know you almost married into the Yang family earlier, but you didn't after all."

After a pause, he changed his loving father's face, and said earnestly: "Now, the young master of the Yang family is already in misfortune, even if you worry about it, there is nothing you can do."

"If you have married him as his wife and determined to be a widow for him, father has nothing else to say." Zhao Lin continued to teach, "But now, you have no name and no title, and if you do this, it is inevitable that something will happen." The turmoil is not good for your reputation."

"..." Yang Xian's inner monologue: You old fox! ! !

"..." Liu Fanyin's inner monologue: This seems to be a new excuse for her?