Yu Huan walked listlessly back to his yard.

Yan'er found that there were many more old women and maidservants in it, so she reminded Yu Huan heartily: "Sister, it seems that Mrs. is here." ”

In the hall, a lady in a noble dress and a gorgeous headdress was standing with her back to the door, and the mere figure of her back was graceful and majestic.

Yu Huan thought to himself: This should be Liang Yaqing's mother. I originally wanted to call it, but I was helpless and timid, and I couldn't call it.

When the highest-ranking old woman near Madame saw Yu Huan coming, she motioned for the other old women and the maid to go out quietly.

Madame looked back with a sad look on her face.

Yu Huan was a little confused: Could it be that I just became the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and I was defeated in the middle of the family? No, I saw that Liang Zhiheng was still very comfortable just now, and there was nothing unsmooth.

She timidly asked, "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

Madame looked at her seriously, "You tell your mother honestly, who is Yan Zhiqing?" ”

Yu Huan was stunned, "My daughter met a friend in Hangzhou!" ”

Madame asked again, "Are they really just friends?" ”

"Of course!" Yu Huan thought to herself, what else can the two girls be if they are not friends?

Fu Rao's expression became more solemn, and his brows furrowed, "Then why, do you want to write to her every month?" ”

Yu Huan: "Isn't it normal for friends to exchange letters?" She thought to herself: What can I do without writing letters without emails these days?

Madame stared at Yu Huan's eyes, "But she has never written back to you!" ”

The tone is definitely very, and I must have understood it after some understanding. Yu Huan had no choice but to quibble: "Maybe, someone else is busy, maybe someone has moved, or maybe it's ......"

Madame was furious: "It's been more than a year, and everyone has been so busy that they don't even have time to reply to letters?" ”

More than a year? Has all this time passed? Yu Huan shuddered involuntarily.

When she was still in Hangzhou as Hua Shenyan, Liang Yaqing and Liu Moyan did send him letters from time to time, at that time, Liang Yaqing loved what she saw and heard in life, most of them were poetic, after all, the courtyard where she lived was like this, and it was estimated that she had not been able to go out much in other places. As for Liu Moyan, it is mostly some things in the capital, but he stands at a very different angle, so he is full of hope for the future and this country, which is very beautiful, and finally hopes that he can try to gain fame and come to the capital.

However, Yu Huan didn't reply to a letter at that time, not even Liu Moyan. The reason is very simple, that is, I feel that it is too difficult to write calligraphy, and every time I want to reply to a letter, I have to practice most of the calligraphy, and in the end there is still no one that is pleasing to the eye, so I have to give up. Moreover, if it is left out in the cold, wouldn't it be good if Liang Yaqing could stop thinking about Hua Shenyan!

Mrs. Xiangguo took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, opened it, and read it in a strange way: "Sister Yan, although you have never replied to me, I think you have read the "Legend of the White Lady" sandwiched in the letter, I don't know if there are any discrepancies between what I wrote and your story, or what needs to be revised, I hope to inform Yaqing ......"

Yu Huan's face turned green, and he hurriedly interrupted: "Mother, how can you read other people's letters indiscriminately?" ”

"If I hadn't entered your room in the morning and saw your letter that hadn't been sent yet, I really wouldn't have known that my daughter Hua Zhengrong's daughter Xiangguo's daughter would be disdained by others to this extent!" Madame was so angry that her hand holding the paper trembled uncontrollably.

Yu Huan explained: "This is written by my daughter herself, where can I see that Sister Yan disdains me?" ”

Madame was angry, "I didn't reply to the letter, isn't it disdain?" You, the daughter of the dignified country's government, people don't care about you, you still stick your face and beg people to give you something, do you want to be angry with me...... Also, what is the "Legend of the White Lady" mentioned in the letter? What the hell are you scribbling on me from your daddy? In the huge capital, do you know how many people are staring at our Xiangguo Mansion? We all have to talk in a heart, let alone any words. If you are not careful, the dignity of the Xiangguo Mansion, which your father and brothers are desperately maintaining, will be ruined, and you will even write a story from us......"

Yu Huan was indoctrinated with so much content at once, his mind was buzzing, and his mind was full of only thoughts: It turns out that this prime minister's daughter is not easy to be! But how was Liang Yaqing raised to be pure, beautiful and carefree before? I want that kind of care, too!

Madame calmed down a little, and sighed again: "It's all my fault, I used to be too indulgent to you, and I thought that my daughter was just poetic at home, and she didn't need to look at the outside world." Unexpectedly, like a bird in a cage, it has been locked up for a long time, but it is full of yearning for the outside world. My mother promised you that she would take you out for a walk more in the future, as long as you cut off contact with that girl! ”

"Okay!" Yu Huan almost jumped up. Her Yu Huan has become Liang Yaqing, so naturally she can't let Liang Yaqing have any more illusions about Hua Shenyan, and what kind of letter will she write. In addition, writing calligraphy is too difficult for her!

Seeing her heartless appearance, Mrs. couldn't cry or laugh, and she couldn't get angry, but she was a little angry, "You, you've been like this from the beginning, you were reprimanded by your mother, and you still laughed, and you forgot it later, and you don't have a long memory, unlike your brothers, who have to annoy me with a sad face." ”

was so skillfully reprimanded, Yu Huan was complacent and flattered: "My daughter knows that my mother is all for my good." ”

"I know it's you, why don't you have a long memory?" The lady laughed with disgust.

Yu Huan took the opportunity to be coquettish: "That's not because I have parents and brothers to spoil me, and I don't need to grow up." ”

Madame sneered, and couldn't bear to blame, so she could only tap her forehead and say angrily, "You! ”

After being coquettish for a while, after making Hua Zhengrong happy, Yu Huan waited for an opportunity: "Mother, don't you want to take me out for a walk more, so where are we going today?" ”

Madame was stunned, "Did it start so soon?" ”

Yu Huan laughed: "My daughter wants to learn Danqing." I heard that the eldest son of Dean Liu's family of Momo Academy has good attainments in this regard, can you ask him to be a master for his daughter? ”

"This ......," Madame hesitated, "I need to discuss this matter with your father before I can do it again, Liu Gongzi is high-spirited, and he may not be able to teach you." ”

Yu Huan thought to himself: You can pull it down, you must be worried that others will gossip. But as long as I don't learn from Liu Moyan alone, then it's fine.