394 After all, you're a little fairy!

"Qin Shizi, this woman seriously injured the second young master of my family, I must take her away today and give the Ling family an explanation!" the fifth elder of the Ling family spoke again.

"Ling Aoxuan's waste, he deserves to be abolished. I haven't blamed Ling Aoxuan for being too hard and hurting my boss's feet. You're good enough to ask about my boss!"

"Boss, does your foot hurt?" Qin Yueyang asked with some concern.

Everyone: "......"

They dare to pack tickets, Qin Yueyang is definitely the most undisciplined fan brother in history.

"It doesn't hurt, but I'm worried about being infected with some strange disease. "Ye Qingchen is as good as a stream.

"Poof~" Qin Yueyang laughed. The eldest of his family is too talented, and he insinuated that Ling Aoxuan was looking for flowers and asking willows, greedy for beauty.

"Boss, you don't have to worry, after all, you're a little fairy!"

"Qin Yueyang, don't deceive people too much. The Fifth Elder's face was very ugly.

"Fifth Elder, get out of the way. Go back and tell your family master, if you want someone, you have to ask me if Qin Jiatong agrees!" Qin Yueyang's face was solemn, at this moment, he restrained his appearance, and his body was full of inviolable dignity.

"Qin Yueyang, let's see!"

The fifth elder knew that it was impossible for him to take Ye Qingchen away, so he waved his sleeves angrily, "Let's go!" Qin Yueyang was determined to protect the person, he naturally couldn't take it away. However, this matter will not end like this.

After the Ling family left, the crowd of onlookers also dispersed one after another.

Today's events will soon spread throughout the imperial capital.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Qingchen looked at Qin Yueyang indifferently.

"Grandpa learned that you saved me, prepared a banquet in the house, invited you over, and wanted to thank you in person. Qin Yueyang explained.

"Old Man Qin wants to see me?"

"Yes. It seemed that he didn't want to embarrass Ye Qingchen, Qin Yueyang added, "If you don't want to go, forget it." ”

"Go. Why don't you go? Isn't it a pity not to go with good wine and good food?"

Qin Yueyang blinked, as if he didn't expect Ye Qingchen to agree so readily.

"Sister Ye. Diao's voice came from behind him.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm. Diao came down the stairs, still a little sleepy-eyed.

"Why don't you go back to sleep?"

"Sister Ye is here, I can't sleep. ”

Ye Qingchen's heart was moved. Since the death of Ah Diao's grandfather, Ah Diao has been extremely insecure. She seems to see herself as a spiritual sustenance.

"I'm going to go to Qin Mansion with Qin Shizi, is Ah Diao going?"

"Go, where Sister Ye goes, Ah Diao will go!"

"Ah Diao and I went up and cleaned up first. With that, Ye Qingchen pulled Ah Diao upstairs.

"Okay, Boss, I'll be waiting for you here. Qin Yueyang said obediently.

Seeing Ye Qingchen's back disappear at the top of the stairs, and then at Qin Yueyang, who was standing there smiling like a fool, Lan Xin's heart could not be said to be undulating.

She didn't expect Ye Qingchen to have such a good relationship with the Qin family. Moreover, looking at the relationship between the two, the prince of the Qin family can be said to be obedient to Ye Qingchen, and the admiring gaze in his eyes is a little fan brother. You must know that the name of the little overlord of the Qin family's family is like thunder.

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The northern part of the royal city is a place where many famous families gather.

The Qin family is also located here.

The Qin family is one of the top families in the imperial capital. The ancestor of this family, thousands of years ago, fought with the first emperor of the Qingxuan Dynasty in the north and south, and founded the current Qingxuan Dynasty.

The first emperor thanked the Qin family for their merits and left a will, and the descendants of the Qin family and the royal descendants were treated equally. Therefore, for thousands of years, the Qin family was on an equal footing with the imperial family in the imperial capital.

And Qin Yueyang, as a single descendant of the Qin family, has the same status as the crown prince in the imperial capital.

The low-key and simple gate, the sleek stone steps, and the majestic stone lion guarding the door all precipitate heavy traces of time. On the lintel, the gilded word 'Qin Mansion' is said to come from the pen of the ancestors of the Qin family, which has been passed down to this day, and every stroke is telling the edge and dignity of this mansion.

Qin Yueyang led Ye Qingchen and A Diao into the Qin Mansion and came directly to a courtyard.

This side of the courtyard is not big, but the scenery is extremely beautiful. Rockeries, small lakes, lake pavilions, ancient trees, flowers, etc., there is everything, beautiful, in it, unconsciously, as if into the painting.

The blue lake was blown by the breeze and rippled, and an old man with a gray beard in the pavilion in the middle of the lake was seriously studying the picture scroll in front of him, so engrossed that he didn't seem to notice anyone visiting.

"Grandpa likes poetry and wine. A few days ago, Grandpa Murong sent someone to send three paintings to Grandpa to test him, and asked him to mention poems on the paintings. However, the artistic conception of these three paintings is quite far-reaching, and Grandpa thought about it for several days but did not come up with suitable poems to match the scene. Qin Yueyang explained to Ye Qingchen in a low voice.

The Grandpa Murong in Qin Yueyang's mouth refers to the old head of the Murong family, who is also a top family.

"Your grandfather has a good relationship with the head of the Murong family?"

"Although they always blow their beards and stare at each other when they meet each other, and no one obeys anyone, the relationship is very good. Grandpa Murong has some good paintings, and he will send them to the house for his grandfather to write poems. If Grandpa writes a satisfactory poem, he will also let Grandpa Murong paint for it. ”

Ye Qingchen nodded. Sure enough, as rumored by the outside world, the Qin family and the Murong family have a good relationship.

Qin Yueyang led Ye Qingchen directly into the Huxin Pavilion. After taking a closer look, Ye Qingchen found that there was a wine jar on the desk with the picture scroll in front of Old Man Qin.

There is a faint aroma of wine overflowing, refreshing people's hearts, drunk with this garden full of spring breeze.

Sure enough, he is a good poet and winemaker.

"Grandpa, you've been thinking about it for a few days, and you haven't figured it out yet, I'm afraid you've been admitted by Grandpa Murong this time, right?" Qin Yueyang sneered unceremoniously.

"You little rabbit cub!" Old Man Qin turned around and glared at Qin Yueyang fiercely. After seeing Ye Qingchen, he frowned, "This is the life-saving benefactor you said?"

"Yes, that's her. ”

"The cultivation of the realm can save people from the sage, but the little girl has something. Old Man Qin stroked his beard, and on his energetic face, a pair of eyes were bright and shining.

Ye Qingchen did not answer.

I heard the old man Qin say again, "With the treasure, you dare to come to my house, aren't you afraid that I will rob it for myself?"

"Is Old Man Qin such a despicable and shameless person?" Ye Qingchen asked rhetorically.

Old Man Qin glared, "Of course Lao Tzu is not!"

"Isn't that enough?" Ye Qingchen shrugged.

"What a boring girl. Old Man Qin said with a disgusted expression.

Ye Qingchen rolled his eyes. She finally knew who Qin Yueyang's character inherited from.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll study it for a while. Old Man Qin said that, and threw himself into the picture scroll in front of him.

Ye Qingchen glanced at the scroll on the desk. I saw that the picture scroll was probably a picture of an autumn sunset. There is a vast lake on the picture, reflecting the colorful sunset, and the fishing boats singing at night. Above the sky, the sky is full of colorful clouds, and the birds return to their nests. I have to say that the painter has very deep skills, and the painting is depicted vividly and beautifully.

Painting poems is an extreme test of a person's poetry skills. Especially for those famous people to draw poems, the skills of the poets are more demanding. After all, if the artistic conception of the poem is not enough to match the painting, it will be embarrassing.

However, the moment he saw this painting, a well-known poem unexpectedly appeared in Ye Qingchen's mind. The scene in the poem is exactly the same as the scenery in front of you.

Ye Qingchen's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.