"I don't know if it's convenient?" Yang Zheng saw Mrs. Peng's face change, and thought that she had some scruples, so he asked again.

Mrs. Peng said "oh", and hurriedly said: "Convenient! convenient, the people's woman will let people take His Highness down?" As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Peng's eyes swept in the eyes of everyone and said: "Duan Yu, can you take Your Highness down?"

"Yes!" Duan Yu in the crowd stood up in response, walked up to Yang Zheng, stretched out his hand and said, "Your Highness, please?"

Yang Zheng nodded and followed out of the front yard and went to the backyard, while talking to Duan Yu about some old things in the house, many things were more familiar than him, a subordinate of the Peng family's house, it was inevitably a little strange, but when he thought that maybe it was the eldest lady who sued the family, it was not necessarily, so he didn't take it to heart.

Entering the middle courtyard, Yang Zheng suddenly said with a smile: "I heard the girl of the Peng family say that Duan Gongzi is erudite and talented, and he loves to make poems and visit the Qinglou, I don't know what poems there are recently?"

Duan Yu sweated profusely, and said in his heart: "This eldest lady is too open-mouthed, why is this also suing the sù family?"

"Your Highness laughed, that's the eldest lady complimenting the villain, can Your Highness take it seriously?" Duan Yu said respectfully.

Yang Zheng smiled and said: "No, I heard the eldest lady casually read four sentences, "A fishing boat, a fisherman, a fishing hook." A slap and a smile are returned, and one person occupies one Jiangqiu. "These four sentences are amazing, can't you do it alone?"

Duan Yu's face turned hot, and he said with a smile: "Your Highness has listened to it, these four poems are indeed from my Peng family's mansion, but they are not made by villains?"

Yang Zheng made a look of surprise and said, "Could it be that there is someone else?"

"Don't hide it from Your Highness, it is true, it is a brother under him, surnamed Yang Mingzheng, and these four poems were written by him?"

Yang Zheng said "oh" and said, "So this Brother Yang is still an elegant person?"

Duan Yu admired Yang Zheng very much, and at this time he forgot that he was the prince, and told Yang Zheng's glorious deeds one by one, for fear that the prince would look down on his brother, and also recited a few poems that Yang Zheng sang casually, and gave up this time.

Yang Zheng didn't expect this guy to worship him so much, and he was immediately very proud, and he said that the poem was well written, and Duan Yu was very happy to hear it, as if the poem was not written by Yang Zheng, but by himself.

The two talked and laughed, and then went to the eldest lady's boudoir, Duan Yu was inconvenient to enter, so he bowed in front of the door and saluted: "Your Highness, please!"

Yang Zheng knew the rules, and he didn't want to let outsiders know the secret between himself and the eldest lady, so he didn't force it, and went up to the small building alone.

Before he arrived at the small building, he smelled the cold fragrance floating with a faint smell of medicine, and said in his heart: "Is this girl still sick?"

In the boudoir, the eldest lady dragged her cheeks and sat on a bamboo chair in front of the window, with a piece of soft Suzhou silk under the chair, and placed on the table the four treasures of the study, the ink on a lake pen did not dry out, apparently not long after the ink, on the left side of the lake pen, there was a piece of rice paper, a portrait was drawn on the rice paper, the man on the picture scroll had his eyebrows into the sideburns, his eyes were black, the bridge of his nose was high, he looked handsome and chic, but the lips at the corners of his mouth were pulled, and he had a somewhat bad appearance.

The eldest lady looked at the portrait in front of the table, her big black eyes flashed, and she slowly overflowed with a smile, and she didn't know what happy things she thought, her pink face was slightly blushing, and her bright red and pink mouth was also gently cracked, squeezing out a faint smile, but this smile revealed a little joy, a little bit of shyness of her daughter's family.

"Miss—?" At this moment, a hearty voice came in.

The eldest lady was startled, subconsciously grabbed the scroll, quickly kneaded a round ball, threw it under the table, and turned around nervously and said, "Who is it?"

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few days, can't the eldest lady even hear Lone's voice?" Yang Zheng smiled and threw out a sentence.

The eldest lady's face flushed slightly, and she said, "You, what are you doing?"

"I heard that the eldest lady occasionally felt a cold, so let's take a look?" Yang Zheng smiled shamelessly and walked in.

"You, will you wait a minute?" the eldest lady panicked when she heard the voice, and hurriedly walked to the dresser and began to comb a black green hair.

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "It's too late, is Lone coming in?" As soon as the words fell, Yang Zheng's tall figure stood behind the eldest lady.

The eldest lady exclaimed, covered her little face with her little hand and said, "You, you hate it, people haven't sorted it out yet?"

Yang Zheng laughed and said: "The eldest lady looks like this, she looks good whether she combs it or not!"

The eldest lady was overjoyed, let go of her little hand and glared at him, and said, "I hate it to death?"

Yang Zheng saw that the eldest lady looked like she was angry, and her heart fluttered: "I just said it casually, but I didn't expect it to come true, this girl is really a natural demon?" shook his head and walked in.

Yang Zheng has been to this boudoir a few times, except for an ancient wooden bookshelf in front of the bed on the left, there is no change, and he walked to the coffee table and took a seat.

The eldest lady saw him sit down with a big grin, and sighed secretly, "This person is really thick-skinned?"

Yang Zheng smiled and swept the eldest lady and said, "How is it?

When the eldest lady heard this, her face was hot, and she flattened her mouth and said, "Isn't it lovesickness?

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "Isn't it an occasional cold?"

After all, the eldest lady was not as thick-skinned as him, and snorted with a red face, ignoring him.

Yang Zheng smelled the medicine before and knew that this girl was indeed sick, so he said with concern: "If you have a cold, you can see Lang Zhong?"

In fact, the eldest lady is not strict with the wind and cold, but Mrs. Peng is not at ease, she found Lang Zhong early in the morning, and prescribed medicine, drank the medicine soup and sweated, and the wind and cold also went to more than half, listening to his tone of concern, the eldest lady raised her eyes, looked at him with dark eyes, and said in a very small woman's voice: "My mother called Lang Zhong to see it, and I have also taken the medicine?"

Yang Zheng didn't seem to expect the eldest lady to be so gentle, he paused slightly, and when he saw the eldest lady's gentle smile, he said in his heart: "My good girl, if the eldest lady is so gentle every day, wouldn't she be happy to die?"

The eldest lady seemed to feel something, and when she said this, her eyes didn't dare to look at Yang Zheng anymore, and her twisted appearance was extremely moving.

Yang Zheng didn't expect that the strong eldest lady would show such a delicate appearance on weekdays, her pretty face was slightly red, her eyes were lowered, revealing her snow-white neck, a pair of small hands didn't know what was pulling, pulling back and forth, this look was like an angry little daughter-in-law, and there were a few different charms in the beauty.

Yang Zheng hummed and said, "It's better?"

The eldest lady hummed through her nose, but still lowered her head and said no more.

The boudoir became quiet for a while, Yang Zheng seemed to be able to adapt to this quietness, but he didn't feel any discomfort, lifted the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea soup, drank a few sips slowly, looked at it subconsciously, and happened to see the portrait that was crumpled into a paper ball by the eldest lady, and said, "Hey, what is this?"

The eldest lady glanced at it inadvertently, her heart was shocked, and she wanted to stop it, but it was a step too late, Yang Zheng had already picked up the picture scroll from the ground, and the eldest lady immediately lowered her long eyelashes, only to watch Yang Zheng open the picture scroll with a smile, as soon as the picture scroll was opened, the pretty face of the eldest lady immediately warmed up, her heart beat faster and faster, and her face became more and more red.

Yang Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at the scroll carefully, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, seeing that the eldest lady didn't know what this guy meant, she bit her mouth but didn't say a word.

Yang Zheng looked at it for a long time before he said softly: "I didn't expect that I was so handsome and chic, it was difficult for the eldest lady to be able to draw it?"

The eldest lady's heart had been beating suddenly, and after hearing such shameless words, she couldn't help but snort and laughed: "Less stinky and beautiful?

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "Yes, but I don't know if this word is said to me?"

Before the eldest lady could react, she heard Yang Zheng read aloud: "The prince and grandson are following in the footsteps, and the green beads are tearful." As soon as Houmen entered the deep sea, Yang Lang was a passer-by from then on! What a good Yang Lang was a passer-by? The eldest lady really had a lot of lovesickness for me?"

The eldest lady glanced at Yang Zheng quickly with a red face, and was making eye contact with Yang Zheng, and quickly lowered her head and said vaguely: "Who, who is missing you?"

Yang Zheng boldly looked at the eldest lady's snow-white neck, suddenly lowered his voice and sighed, and said: "The eldest lady doesn't know, since I saw you yesterday, I have suffered from lovesickness, and I can't wait to see the eldest lady every day, but it's not a way for the eldest lady to be so sick, some lovesickness is to be cut off, otherwise it will kill the individual?"

The eldest lady couldn't hear the chill in the bad man's words, and glared at him fiercely, but she didn't speak.

Yang Zheng glanced at her and said: "I heard that people who have harmed lovesickness are the most taboo to hide in the boudoir, which is easier to get sick, but to go out to see, it is more beneficial to the body and mind, tomorrow morning, I will send someone to pick you up, let's go boating on the West Lake?"

The eldest lady felt his burning gaze and replied with a red face: "Okay?"

Yang Zheng smiled and said, "Then tomorrow I will wait for the eldest lady?" After speaking, he winked at the eldest lady, and then put the scroll in his hand on the table and said: "The eldest lady's brush is not bad, but it's a pity that the person on this painting is less than one-tenth of my own, if the eldest lady looks at me, let's find a private room another day, and I promise to let the eldest lady take a good look?"

The eldest lady's pretty face was flushed with shame, where did she dare to look at him.

Yang Zheng went downstairs proudly, sat with Mrs. Peng and others for a while, talked a little, and under the guidance of Duan Yu, he rushed out of the Peng family's compound to the post house, thinking of boating on the West Lake tomorrow, and suddenly felt that the trip was not in vain.

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