The next day, Ouyang Qianru really used the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion to hand over a post to the mansion with which she usually has a good relationship, inviting them to enjoy the flowers in the Prime Minister's Mansion two days later. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, the monk book did not have much to do with it, but for Yang Yaoyuan's sake, Ouyang Qianru also handed over the post. On the contrary, it caused Pei Shi, the wife of the head of Shangshu Mansion, to be puzzled, and wondered how the prime minister's wife, who had always disliked entertainment, would invite outsiders?

"Mother, Brother Chenyi, are they here?" Early in the morning, Yun Wanqing pulled Yun Kening and ran to Meiyuan.

Ouyang Qianru obviously didn't expect Yun Wanqing to be so good with those children, she glanced at Yun Kening and said, "Not yet." Ning'er, you will follow your mother for a while to help your mother greet guests. "Wanqing is still young, and she has a few brothers with her, it's nothing, but Ning'er is 9 years old, and letting some words spread out will not be good for her in the future.

Yun Wanqing thought that her mother purely wanted Yun Kening to help, if she knew that she thought so in her heart, she would definitely be speechless.

"Aunt Qian, Yaoyuan has seen Aunt Qian. "They said that Yang Yaoyuan and they have arrived.

"Han Yu and Chen Yi have seen Madame. "Ouyang Qianru is the sister of their most respected queen mother, and they should salute.

Yun Wanqing was unhappy, "Brother Hanyu, Brother Chenyi, and Brother Yaoyuan all call my mother Aunt Qian, why do you call me Mrs. ”

Ouyang Qianru also nodded and said, "Qing'er is right, you don't need to see the outside like this." You and Rui'er are friends, so it's like your own home. ”

The Situ brothers have always been the sons of businessmen, Shinong businessmen, businessmen have a low status, Ouyang Qianru is the prime minister's wife, and they call Aunt Qian is indeed high. Without knowing their true identities, the people in the Prime Minister's Mansion are no different from Yang Yaoyuan, so it can be seen that in their eyes, the slightest bit of identity will not affect their interactions.

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, and shouted in unison, "Aunt Qian." ”

Ouyang Qianru nodded with a smile, Yun Wanqing ran directly in front of them, and said with a smile, "That's right." ”

Ouyang Qianru glanced at Yun Wanqing amusedly, "Okay, you young people can play by yourself." Qing'er, you take the three elder brothers to find your eldest brother and them. ”

"Good. Yun Wanqing responded obediently.

"Big brother. As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw Yun Zirui sitting leisurely on a bamboo and rattan chair reading a book, and Yun Wanqing greeted her obediently and brought a few people in.

"Wow, who came up with this, I like it. As soon as Yang Yaoyuan entered, he fell in love with this bamboo and rattan chair hanging from a tree.

In this dynasty, no one has thought of swings or the like, and of course they can't think of hanging benches from trees, which were originally set up in their yard by the clouds in the evening. But Yun Ziheng and they all liked it very much, so Yun Aoming had to get a few more in their yard.

At this moment, the sunlight seeped down from the cracks in the leaves, lightly sprinkled on Yun Zirui's body, and the rattan chair swayed with Yun Zirui's swaying, quiet and beautiful. Such a scene, not to mention Yang Yaoyuan, even Brother Situ was a little curious about who came up with it.

Yun Zirui smiled and said, "This is something we made up when we were playful and messed up when we were young. "Yun Wanqing's intelligence has always been a secret in the house, and they don't want Wanqing to be too eye-catching, so Yun Zirui and them have taken care of many things.

Yun Zirui paused, got down from the rattan chair, walked to the stone table, poured tea for a few people, and then said, "Come and sit." ”

"Hey, thanks to our friends for so long, I don't know if there's anything interesting to tell me, Yun Zirui, you're too boring. Yang Yaoyuan was not polite, and sat on the rattan chair with a grin, complaining while shaking.

"I think we are boring and we have to come to my house, why don't you say that you are thick-skinned. Yun Zirui had a good temper and didn't speak, but Yun Zijie was not so polite, and as soon as he came out of the room, he heard Yang Yaoyuan's words, and immediately choked.

Yang Yaoyuan flattened his mouth, he didn't dare to confront Yun Zijie in the end, turned to Yun Wanqing, and pretended to be aggrieved, "Qing'er, look at your brother, he usually bullies me like this, pity me, he dares to be angry and dare not speak." ”

Yun Wanqing blinked, her heart was amused, but she pretended to be serious and said, "Brother Yaoyuan, don't be angry, my second brother doesn't have a good temper." But ......" Yun Wanqing deliberately said halfway.

"But what?" Yang Yaoyuan asked immediately.

"But...... My second brother is the person I like the most, and I just want to be honest. Yun Wanqing couldn't help but snicker.

Yang Yaoyuan: "......" is really not a family that doesn't enter the door, it's just that this family likes to hit him so much, why?

"Poof. The people in the courtyard couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You know that you are bullying me, and Qing'er is also a bad person. Yang Yaoyuan complained.

Yun Wanqing pouted slightly, deliberately lowering her head aggrievedly. Yang Yaoyuan immediately surrendered, "Okay, okay, it's Brother Yaoyuan's fault, Brother Yaoyuan can't speak, Qing'er don't be angry." ”

Yun Wanqing glanced at him and paused before saying, "Okay, Qing'er doesn't have the same knowledge as Brother Yaoyuan. ”

Yang Yaoyuan, is it really good for "......" to always hit him like this?

Yun Wanqing didn't care about Yang Yaoyuan, who was a little stunned, stepped forward and pulled Situ Chenyi's arm, and said coquettishly, "Brother Chenyi, accompany Qing'er to go outside to enjoy the flowers." ”

Situ Chenyi glanced at Yun Zirui, and when he saw him nodding to himself, he immediately readily agreed, "Okay, I'll go with you." The tone was infinitely doting, but he didn't even notice it.

"Brother Chenyi, look. Are these flowers pretty? These are all grown by Qing'er and her sister themselves. Yun Wanqing pulled Situ Chenyi and introduced.

"Beautiful, colorful. It can be seen that you all take good care of it" Situ Chenyi found that there were many flowers that he had never seen, but they were all very beautiful.

"Hehehe, many flowers were brought back to me by the master from outside. It's just a pity that it's winter and some of the flowers are withering. Yun Wanqing likes all kinds of flowers very much, and every time Yang Tianqi goes to the doctor, he always doesn't forget to bring them back to her when he sees where there are flowers.

"Does Qing'er like flowers very much?" Situ Chenyi felt her love for flowers from her tone.

"Well, every time you see these colorful flowers, it always makes you feel good. Moreover, these flowers can make a lot of delicious pastries. "Yun Wanqing always likes to make some strange things, and the people in the house have long been surprised.

"Can you make pastries? I know that osmanthus can make pastries, can these also be made?" Situ Chenyi said curiously.

"Of course you can, if Brother Chenyi wants to eat, I'll let Ning Cui do it later. Yun Wanqing said. Yun Wanqing spent a lot of effort in her previous life to learn all kinds of food practices, Ouyang Qianru spoiled her, it was impossible for her to cook herself, Yun Wanqing trained the maids around her to become food masters.

"Okay, I'll have a good taste at that moment. Situ Chenyi smiled and nodded.

"Brother Chenyi, let's go over there and have a look, there are a lot of them over there. Yun Wanqing pulled Situ Chenyi and ran away.

Situ Chenyi shook his head amusedly, and let her pull around without any temper.

"Who are you? This is the Prime Minister's Mansion, and you can walk as you please. Just when Yun Wanqing and Situ Chenyi were wandering around, a coquettish reprimand came.

Yun Wanqing looked at the place where the dispute took place, and couldn't help but be a little stunned. The one who is being scolded is actually Yun Anqi.

That night, Qing fell into the water and almost died, making Yun Aoming rarely tough against the old Qin clan. Yun Aoming insisted on abandoning Qin Yumei, and the old Qin clan's efforts to dissuade him could not change Yun Aoming's decision. Qin Yumei finally fell into the reputation of an abandoned woman, but the old Qin clan was messing around, and she insisted on letting Qin Yumei stay in the mansion as her niece, Yun Aoming thought, as long as Qin Yumei has no identity that can be a powerful person in the future, it will be fine, and it will not be cared for.

Since Qin Yumei was abandoned, the minions in the mansion who used to flatter her have also begun to ignore her, and she has no choice but to vent her anger on Yun Anqi every day.

Yun Anqi was beaten every day, and there was no place to speak, she would always hide in a place where no one was there and cry, and the garden was where she often came. She is small, and she always squats secretly in the flowers, and no one has ever noticed her.

Today, the Prime Minister's Mansion had a banquet, and no one told her, she came over as usual but was stopped. Because she had just been slapped by Qin Yumei, her face was red and swollen, so those official ladies thought she was a girl and scolded her unceremoniously.

"What are you doing? Why are you scolding my sixth sister? Yun Anqi didn't dare to reply, thinking that she could leave quickly after they had taught her, but at this time, there was a question from the side.

Yun Anqi turned her head to look over, Yun Wanqing pointed at the official ladies in front of her with an angry face, and the appearance of standing up for her instantly captured her heart.

The ladies are also held and raised by the family, which will make a child point to his nose and question, each with a full of atmosphere, "Who are you? A girl dressed in goose yellow was the first to shout.