Yan Shiyi stood under the porch, first standing with his hands down, and then looking into the door. The slaves and maids in the door kept flowing and looked nervous. Seeing the beautiful scenery of the little maid passing by, Yan Shiyi pulled her and asked:

"When can the county lord see me?"

Meijing shook her head and whispered:

"The county lord is entertaining a foreign princess, I'm afraid I won't summon you today."

Mei Mei said and turned her head to look through the door. There were still two doors, but in fact, she didn't see a foreign princess.

"A foreign princess?"

"Shhhh I advise you to go back and don't wait here stupidly. ”

Seeing someone coming, Meijing trotted away with a copper basin.

If the county lord doesn't speak, how can he just leave. But the maid who sent her in just now has never seen her, and she still has to wait for news.

After the rain, the heat rises, and the courtyard is foggy. Yan Shiyi stood under the porch for a long time, walked to the courtyard, stood under a golden laurel tree, and remembered the golden cinnamon in front of the Chaoyun Pavilion in Fuchun Garden.

What would happen now if we hadn't made a trip to Fuchun Garden? Do you feel at ease to be a peasant girl?

Tingjiao Village is so poor that the children don't even have a place to read and write, and when the medicinal herb business starts, a school must be built for Tingjiao Village......

"Who are you?"

There was a sudden shout behind him, and Yan Shiyi trembled all over. turned around and saw the dragon-patterned brocade robe on the person who came, knowing that it was the prince of the royal family, he had to salute.

"Peasant girl Yan Eleven."

Lian Xiaowang Zhao Yin looked down at Yan Shiyi and suddenly smiled.

"Interesting! There will be a peasant girl in the county lord's mansion, did you sneak in? ”

This person's face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are full of peach blossoms, the edges and corners of his lips are more beautiful than that of a woman, he is long and fit, his clothes are gorgeous and exquisite, but his speech reveals that his IQ is not high.

How can anyone sneak into someone else's mansion and still stand in the courtyard openly.

The other party didn't let her get up and be exempted, and Yan Shiyi gave herself a waiver.

"The peasant girl retired."

She straightened up, walked steadily up the steps into the verandah, and stood under the porch again.

Lian Xiaowang has been following Yan Shiyi's figure, and when he saw her standing by the door, he was probably waiting to be summoned inside. He stepped forward, looked at Yan Shiyi's slightly lowered eyebrows, and said:

"If you wait for the county lord to summon you, you don't have to, the county lord doesn't have time to greet you today."

Yan Shiyi raised his eyes and said slowly:

"The county lord didn't give orders, and the peasant girl didn't dare to leave without permission."

She still wanted to earn a tael of silver for the consultation and medical expenses, and she was unwilling to come this trip in vain.

"Still a stubborn person. Okay, this little king will ask the county lord for you, you wait. ”

Seeing that the man lifted the corner of the Chinese costume and stepped into the gate of the inner house, Yan Shiyi was a little confused, what is the relationship between this person and the county lord? How casually did a man enter the inner house? Could it be the son of the county lord?

She shook her head, immediately denied. This man looked to be twenty-two or three years old, and the county lord was only thirty-four or five years old, so there was a mismatch in age. If the county lord really had such a big son, he shouldn't care so much about the red spots on his neck, but worried about his son's future and marriage.

Soon, seeing the man come out of the door, she withdrew her gaze and stood respectfully. Seeing the man's shadow pressing over, she stepped aside, raised her eyes, and waited for someone to speak.

Lian Xiaowang held his sleeves with his hands, looked at Yan Shiyi but did not speak.

This gaze is also offensive in modern times, Yan Shiyi's face floated a trace of anger, and he asked lightly:

"May I ask the county lord to see me?"

Lian Xiaowang let go of his sleeves and smiled.

"Yes, please let the girl in."

Yan Shiyi nodded at him, stepped into the door, and quickened his pace, wanting to get rid of the embarrassment of being stared at.

Lian Xiaowang took a step forward and said:

"Wait a minute."

Yan Shiyi didn't stop, and he pulled his sleeve.

"What did you just say your name was?"