The next day, there was a festive scene at the gate of Yan's Mansion, many carriages were parked at the door, and countless nobles attended the first birthday banquet from all over the world, carrying congratulatory gifts to congratulate.

Youhuan was wearing a veil, and was led down from the car by Zhao Huajin, and glanced at the magnificent Yan Mansion.

Ling Jian held the congratulatory gift and invitation card in his hand and handed it to Steward Wang at the door, Steward Wang saw the content indicated on the invitation, looked excited, and hurriedly said to the little servant beside him: "Quick, go and invite the master, the nobles of the Li family have arrived!" ”

After a while, a middle-aged man about forty or fifty years old walked out quickly, his body was withered, his body was wrapped in a wide robe, his body looked empty, his face was wrinkled, he had a goatee, his eyes were slightly cloudy, and he didn't look energetic.

It looks like a patient recovering from a serious illness.

Zhao Huajin and Youhuan have extraordinary temperaments, even if they are just standing there, they are very eye-catching.

"Li Gongzi, there is a long way to go, and it is hard all the way." Yan Tingshi didn't need to be reminded by others, so he decided that Zhao Huajin was a member of the Li family, and stepped forward to make a move.

Zhao Huajin's expression was indifferent, and he just asked Ling Jian to give the congratulatory gift, and Yan Zhishi held the congratulatory gift with both hands, and asked his subordinates to accept it carefully.

Zhao Huajin is now using the identity of a son of the Li family's side branch, and Yu Huan thought to himself, just the Li family's side branch can be treated like this, looking at the entire Rong Dynasty, what other family can compare with it.

Yan Tingshi personally took Zhao Huajin and Youhuan into the mansion, bowed down, carefully followed Zhao Huajin's side, and when he saw Youhuan, he asked, "Li Gongzi, is this ......?"

Zhao Huajin's movements were sluggish, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

Wife? Concubine? Friend?

Neither.

"I'm the young lady of the Li family, and this time I saw that my brother was going out to play, so I followed." In the moment when Zhao Huajin hesitated, You Huan naturally answered.

"It turned out to be Miss Li, and she was so lazy...... cough cough ......" Yan Tingshi covered his sleeve and coughed twice, his face was sallow.

You Huan squinted suspiciously, and asked, "Lord Yan, is this sick?" ”

Yan Tingshi nodded and said, "I was infected with some wind chill a few days ago, so it's not in the way." ”

Youhuan smiled and said, "Then Lord Yan should be careful of your body, after all, the people of Jingzhou still have to rely on you." ”

Yan Tingshi nodded repeatedly, and for some reason, some sweat broke out at the corner of his forehead under the girl's gaze.

"I'm right, brother?" Youhuan winked at Zhao Huajin playfully, and the sound of "brother" also accentuated a little.

Zhao Huajin secretly took a deep breath and said, "Don't mess around." ”

Yan Tingshi felt that the atmosphere before the "brother and sister" was a little strange, but he couldn't say anything specifically, so he didn't speak anymore.

When they arrived in the front hall, the banquet had been set up, and as soon as Zhao Huajin and Youhuan sat down, a lot of eyes came to them.

Youhuan lowered her head and peeled the grapes, but the grape skin was too thin, and with a slight effort, she dipped a hand of grape juice in her hand.

Zhao Huajin frowned, asked Ling Jian to bring a clean handkerchief, took Youhuan's hand, and wiped her hand with a serious expression, without letting go of her fingertips.

Zhao Huajin also wiped Youhuan's hands before realizing that there seemed to be something wrong with her behavior.

But when you think about it, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it......

All things, if the object is Baili Youhuan, there seems to be nothing impossible.

After the banquet, Yan Thorn Shi led a woman in a big red dress and walked out, compared to Yan Thorn Shi, who was as dry as a hanging tree, this Thorn Shi Mrs. was raised to be round and jade.

"Huh? Is that Mrs. Thorn? Youhuan dragged her chin and asked.