The whole cherry blossom viewing will not be very lively, nor how deserted.

Mian Liang quickly adjusted to the curious and wary eyes of the people around her.

"The two patriarchs of the Xiang clan actually hid in the courtyard tonight to play chess, and they really failed to live up to this beautiful scenery. Mi Yan took another bite of the pear in his hand and muttered.

Tonight, there are thousands of flowers and plants in the flower garden, red, blue, green and purple, and there are even a few extremely rare ghost world flowers and plants, which are only slightly inferior to the tricolor Yuntan.

Above each pot of flowers and plants, there is a small white jade lamp hanging, delicate and small, revealing an elegant atmosphere, and the faint light is faintly shrouded in the flowers and plants, reflecting the shape of flowers and grasses.

The reflection of flowers and plants overlaps, adding a different kind of leisurely artistic conception to the huge yard.

On the side of burning incense, it repells mosquitoes and insects, and blends in with the cool air.

Walk a few steps along the edge of the garden, and as far as the eye can see, you may be able to see the red fox or spirit sheep kept in the other courtyard.

Mian Fence was enjoying this rare scenery in a quiet state, when she suddenly felt someone tugging at the hem of her skirt under her.

Mian Liang looked down in astonishment and saw that it was a boy about five or six years old.

Although the lights are not bright, the hedge still shows the appearance of young children very clearly.

It's just that his facial features are very prominent, his skin is fair and smooth, and there is a faint luster.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, like a little doll on a New Year's painting.

Under a pair of thick eyebrows, a pair of eyes were round and big, black like two grapes, which made her think of the appearance of Yanfu at this moment.

Looking at his body wrapped in white luxurious brocade, it is round and slippery, swaying, like a plain white rice ball rolling back and forth, which is very pleasing.

"Little sister, who are you?" the boy was clinging to the skirt of the hedge with his hands echoing, his voice was soft and glutinous, his eyes were blinking, like bright stars in the sky, and the hedge felt that his heart was about to melt.

She immediately squatted down, and a smell of milk from the boy came to her face.

"The slave is called Mian Li, who are you, little boy?" Mian Li's voice couldn't help but soften.

"My people all call me tangyuan. As he spoke, the boy put the index finger of his right hand in his mouth and sucked it in, and soon a small string of hara came out of the corner of his mouth.

It's really a dumpling.

Mian Fence couldn't help but let out a light smile.

Looking at the boy in front of her who was still staring at her, if it weren't for the identity of a ghost, she really wanted to take him into her arms and rub him for a while, it was so cute!

"Tangyuan!" a anxious female voice sounded nearby.

The smile on Mian Li's face was slightly reduced, and he stood up, held the boy's body steady, and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

A woman dressed in a purple half-moon shirt with a bun and a milky hosta on it was walking towards them.

She was followed by two servants, and the three masters and servants all looked a little anxious.

He bowed to the woman, then looked at the boy who was sucking his fingers his side, and explained, "This little boy thinks he is lost, and he happens to stay at the slave for a while, and now he returns it to his wife." ”

Although the woman in front of her was not very old, only about twenty years old, her face looked very gentle, and she was a little kind, but in case she was troubled, Mian Liang still explained the ins and outs of the matter before the other party spoke.

"Thank you to this girl, I've been looking for him for a while, he's just so naughty, and the blink of an eye is gone, and I can't leave my eyes for a moment. ”

The other party spoke very politely and politely, revealing an easy-going meaning, and when he said that the boy was naughty, he glared at the boy lightly with a look of anger, but made the boy giggle twice.

Mian Liang put his mind at ease: "The slave didn't do anything, Madame is polite." ”

The young woman smiled at the hedge with a very warm and soft air.

Mian Liang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "Nu Dou dares to ask, I don't know which noble person above the high mansion you and Ling Lang are, Madam?"

The young woman was stunned for a moment, then let out a cheerful chuckle.

Mian Liang looked confused: "?"

The young woman smiled, then pointed to the boy and said, "This boy is my brother, and I haven't had a son yet." ”

Mian Li looked surprised.

This...... The age difference between the two is too big!

I only heard the young woman say again: "Tangyuan is his milk name, his real name is Yan Wenning, and he is the sixth eldest son of my Yan clan, and I am the longest concubine of the Yan clan." ”

It turned out to be a member of the Yan clan.

But if it is a Yan people, it is not surprising.

It has long been heard that the Yan clan has always been the most prosperous clan among the many clans.

Although the Yan clan is not a big Yin'an clan, but because of the large number of children of a clan, the number of officials in the court is the largest among all clans, although most of these official positions are not very conspicuous below the five grades, and the highest is only three grades, but they are distributed in various positions, from Shangshutai, Zhongshu Province, Secretary Province, Yushitai to various prefectures.

It can be said that even if there is only one line of the Yan clan left in the court, the operation of a country is still not a problem.

The strength seems to be weak, but in fact it has a deep foundation, which is really not to be underestimated.

She knew that Yan Qiyuan, the patriarch of the Yan clan, had six sons under his knees, but she never thought that the youngest was still a little doll who had not been completely weaned.

Ji Yin. ”

At this time, a tall young man dressed in royal blue brocade walked towards them.

Yan Bixin turned around and saw that it was her husband Sheng Minglang who came, and immediately showed a pleasant smile: "Tianqin, I have found the rice balls." ”

Sheng Minglang approached, first glanced at Yan Wenning on the side of the sleeping fence, and after making sure that he was fine, he looked at the sleeping fence again.

Mian Liang hurriedly bowed to Sheng Minglang.

Yan Bixin told Sheng Minglang about Yan Wenning's initiative to stick to the sleeping fence, and Sheng Minglang smiled helplessly when he learned about it.

Looking at Yan Bixin's angry expression as he spoke, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and gently smoothed out the slightly wrinkled part of Yan Bixin's forehead, and the gentle eyebrows and eyes also revealed the soft warmth that a man only poured out when facing his beloved woman.

Sheng Minglang comforted his wife, then reached out and took Yan Wenning to him, scratched his little nose like white garlic, pretended to be angry and scolded him for being naughty again, and then politely thanked Mian Li, and then left with the two of them.

Looking at the back of the three people who were like a family leaving, Mian Liang couldn't help but think that Yin Heng said that the Sheng people who went to apologize to the Yan clan included Sheng Minglang and his wife.

Yan and the Sheng clan are considered to be married because of their husband and wife, but the Sheng clan treats the Yan clan so domineeringly, without pretense, which shows how arrogant the Sheng clan should be in front of other clans.

But it's also strange, the Sheng family is so ethical, and Sheng Zhuohuai is not a good person, why can he raise a gentle and polite eldest son like Sheng Wuyu?

Compared with the perverted and vicious second son Sheng Wuyu and the youngest son Sheng Shuiyu, Sheng Minglang is simply like an outlier in the Sheng family.

Suspiciously, she withdrew her gaze and turned to walk in the other direction.