Wang Caidan said unhappily, "The eldest brother is still helping him when he says this! Today's tea, you two confidants can drink it!"

With that, let's go.

Wang Mao stretched out his hand to stop her, and scolded in a low voice, "Danyang, don't mess around."

"The county lord stays."

Liao Yuansi bowed his hand and said, "Sorry to disturb the two of you, there are still friends over there, Liao said goodbye."

He smiled at Wang Caidan and turned to leave.

Wang Caidan snorted coldly and sat opposite Wang Mao.

Han Youning sat back in his seat and looked at Zhao Chengyuan, who was always sitting in the same place, his expression was indifferent, but presumably with his ear, he could also hear the conversation outside. b

Han Youning said with a smile, "The county lord of Danyang is really temperamental, and he quarreled with his brother for the sake of the prince."

Zhao Chengyuan poured her hot tea, "You listen to the root of the wall and run to the window and poke your head to listen, you can hear a little bit of truth."

Han Youning smiled and said, "I don't know how true the prince and Liao Yuansi are, but the county lord's words are true."

"How long have you known her, and you can trust her so much?"

"A woman's intuition. She's assertive and cheerful, and I like that."

Han Youning picked up a piece of dim sum and ate it, her eyes lit up, "This dim sum is good, is it filled with rose sauce?" It's delicious."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "If you like it, I will send you a copy every day in the future."

Han Youning waved his hand again and again, "No need, I have to control my diet recently, and the little marquis can see that I am fat."

Zhao Chengyuan's eyes swept over her, and then lowered his eyes and drank tea, "You don't have to listen to him, when you grow now, you can't be short of food."

Han Youning glanced at him suspiciously, didn't he think she was fat?

Without a trace, she pinched the flesh around her waist, feeling that his words were more comforting.

She sighed slightly, "Actually, you don't have to comfort me, I think I'm too fat myself."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and placed the two plates of dim sum that the guy had served in front of her, "These two things are mixed with flower juice when you make them, you can taste them."

Looking at the delicate and beautiful dim sum in front of him, Han Youning hesitated again and again, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of "flower juice", so he took a small bite and ate it.

Zhao Chengyuan propped his head on his side, smiling and watching the little girl eat snacks tangled and enjoyable.

In her calm expression, there was more and more bright sunlight.

The warm winter sun is sprinkled in, and the years are quiet.

The door opened.

Wang Caidan stood at the door, looking at them with a smile, "Uncle Seventh Emperor, can I come in?" I want to talk to Sister Zhaoping."

Zhao Chengyuan said lightly, "The room is too small to accommodate too many people."

Han Youning raised his head and looked at the huge room that was transparent from north to south, which could accommodate at most twenty or thirty people to eat together.

Wang Caidan smiled and said, "Then I won't go in and disturb Uncle Huang. Sister Zhaoping, why don't you go downstairs and let's talk for a while?"

Han Youning put down his snack and got up, "Okay."

They can just discuss together how to break the "Ten Questions to the King of Jin".

She motioned for Ling'er to take the cloak and said to Zhao Chengyuan, "I'll come up in a while."

Zhao Chengyuan frowned invisibly, "The lobby is too cold, let's be here."

"Thank you, Uncle Huang!" Wang Caidan pushed the door in and said to the maid who followed him, "You wait outside."

The maid was stunned and withdrew again.

Wang Caidan sat on an empty chair, with Zhao Chengyuan on one side and Han Youning on the other.

She looked at the dim sum on the table, most of which were placed in front of Han Youning, and looked at Han Youning with a smile, "If my sister loves dim sum, there are two new dim sum chefs from Jiangnan in our house, although the dim sum made is not as good as that of Qingchun Building, but it can also be eaten, why don't you give my sister one?" Fun Cabinet

Only then did Han Youning realize that the placement of the snacks on the table was simply telling everyone why she was so mellow

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As soon as she was about to open her mouth to refuse, she heard Zhao Chengyuan's voice cool and cool, "Since it can't be compared to Qingchun Tower, it doesn't have to be even." Qingchun Lou sends it every day, and it's not a trouble."

Wang Caidan's face was slightly sluggish, and he smiled and said, "If Uncle Huang speaks, the dim sum in Qingchun Mansion can naturally be taken out."

Han Youning secretly sighed that Zhao Chengyuan was unkind when he spoke, although he spoke to others in the same way, but Wang Caidan was a woman after all, and he treated him sincerely.

She said roundly, "The county lord has good intentions, but after all, I am staying in the Dingguo Mansion, so it is not good to bring a dim sum master in it."

As for the matter of bringing the cook and the guard, she automatically ignored it.

Wang Caidan smiled, "It's because I didn't think it through, so that's it."

Han Youning asked her to eat dim sum, and after Wang Caidan ate two pieces, he was surprised, "I also come to Qingchun Lou often, but I haven't eaten this flavor of dim sum. The flavor is very unique, and the fragrance is not greasy."

"Really?" Han Youning picked up another piece to eat with her, "It must be new."

Wang Caidan glanced at Zhao Chengyuan and smiled, "Presumably so."

She finished the two pieces of snack and didn't eat any more.

She said, "It is estimated that it will take an hour for the soldiers to get here, what does my sister like on weekdays, let's play together?"

Han Youning thought about it, and her favorite thing was naturally to sneak out of the house to play, and she knew how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you write with your right hand, you can hold it, but you can't use it.

If you think about it, you don't have any preferences other than eating her.

Although Wang Caidan didn't laugh at her like others, she still didn't want to show her timidity as soon as she met.

She said seriously, "I don't really like anything, it's that my grandmother believes in Buddhism and reads some scriptures."

Zhao Chengyuan's hand smacked as he drank tea, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

Did she forget that she fell asleep every time she listened to the scriptures?

If she is afraid of showing timidity, she can still compare her cooking skills. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are not very useful, whether it is to go to a poor place or when you are rich, it is more practical to eat.

Wang Caidan sincerely admired, "There are not many people like Buddhist scriptures at such a young age like you, no wonder you look so calm."

Han Youning smiled.

Her silence is not something that can be exchanged for Buddhist scriptures.

Wang Caidan asked, "Which scripture does my sister like?"

Han Youning was silent, "The Dizang Sutra."

Master Xuanzhi once told her that Jizo Bodhisattva can cross people from suffering and happiness, and can cross ghosts from evil paths, and if you feel bitter in your heart, you can recite the "Jizo Sutra".

She grinned and said, "I'm not going to read it in my life. Master, tell me something else!"

Master Xuanzhi is very persistent, and he has to tell her the "Dizang Sutra" every day, and when she went up the mountain this year, he also gave her a copy of the "Dizang Sutra" that he copied by himself.

didn't think about it, and the last thing that accompanied her for three years was this "Dizang Sutra".

Wang Caidan said with a smile, "It's rare for a little girl at such a young age to like the Dizang Sutra."

She then seemed to think of something, sighed slightly, and patted Han Youning's arm, "It's going to be fine."