Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Hua Cishu turned around and looked at the girl in the indigo dress standing not far away. Her straight figure turned her back when he looked over.

Unable to see the appearance clearly.

Hua Yingchao asked to open the gate of the mansion and saw his son staring blankly at a distance. "Shu'er, what are you looking at?"

"It's alright father, go home."

Hua Ci Shu withdrew his gaze and followed Hua Yingchou into the general's mansion, and then the door was closed again.

Yan Ci turned around. From the first glance, she seemed to see her father's tall and strong figure full of fatigue. Her brother's sharpness made her dare not look at him any longer, so she turned her back and dared not reveal more.

She was the one who made her father and brother sad.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

A frivolous and cheerful voice sounded beside Yan Ci. Following the direction of the voice, he saw a young man riding a horse.

She was in her twenties, with her hair in a high ponytail and not tied up, which meant that she hadn't held the coming-of-age ceremony yet.

His sharp eyebrows, bright eyes and angular face carried a teasing and curious smile, which simply added some funny fun to his handsome face.

He was holding the reins loosely in his hand and had one leg crossed, as if he was about to jump off the horse at any moment.

Yan Ci also recognized this man, the romantic and dissolute young marquis Xie Chengyin of Yongding Marquisate.

His elder brother Xie Chengyi was the Marquis of Yongding.

The two brothers look similar, but their temperaments are very different. One is active and the other is quiet. One is mature, steady, and good at both literature and martial arts, while the other can only make jokes and tease cats and dogs.

Yan Ci didn't want to pay attention to him, so he pretended not to hear him and turned away.

Xie Chengyin sneered, and the surprise in his eyes was slowly covered by the smile.

There was no girl in Dongdu who ignored him. Even the late Princess Xiang had to give him some face.

Without saying a word, he jumped off the horse, took three or two big steps to the front of Yan Ci, and stretched out his arms to block Yan Ci's way.

"Hey, are you pretending you didn't see me?"

Yan Ci raised his eyes lazily, "What can I do for you, little Lord Xie?"

Xie Chengyin showed a big smile on his face, "Oh, now you recognize me, Miss Thirteen."

"You just recognized me, didn't you?"

Yan Ci rolled his eyes and didn't give Xie Chengyin any face at all.

He, Xie Xiaohou, doesn't need face.

"Hahaha, interesting. Miss Thirteen is a bit more eloquent than the last time I saw her."

Xie Chengyin looked up at the plaque on the door of the General's Mansion, and turned to Yan Ci again, "Why are you crying in front of someone's door? Are you crying for the Princess of Xiang? If you cry inside, you can get a favor from the General's Mansion."

Yan Ci rolled her eyes at him. This guy couldn't speak human language. If it weren't for her current status, she really wanted to chop off his head with a knife.

"Xie Xiaohou, if you're okay, please make way. I'm anxious to go home for dinner."

As he spoke, Yan Ci took a step to the side, bypassing Xie Chengyin's obstruction and continued to move forward.

"Eat, that's great, I'm hungry too."

Yan Ci walked in front, and Xie Chengyin not only did not leave but followed instead. The horse he was riding also followed the two of them silently after he whistled.

In this way, the two of them and the horse walked forward quietly until they came to the carriage of the Yan Mansion.

When the coachman saw the Thirteenth Girl coming back, he quickly drove the carriage over to greet her, but he saw that there was someone following behind the girl.

Judging from the man's clothes, he is a nobleman. Could it be that the girl came out to meet this gentleman? The driver nodded to Yan Ci and said, "Are you going back home, girl?"

Yan Ci nodded and got on the carriage using the unloaded horse stool. From beginning to end, Xie Chengyin watched thoughtfully with his hands folded across his chest. Only after Yan Ci got on the carriage did he turn around and get on the horse.

The carriage slowly went towards the Yan Mansion. Xie Chengyin followed closely behind on horseback. Yan Ci, who was sitting in the carriage, was unaware of it, but the coachman had already noticed it.

He didn't know Xie Chengyin's identity. Seeing that he had just accompanied Thirteenth Girl all the way back, he thought they must be friends. Now he was escorting her all the way home. Their friendship was indeed deep. He didn't say much and just drove his car.

Arriving at the gate of Yan's house, Yan Ci got out of the car and saw Xie Chengyin who had followed him all the way home. He couldn't help but frown.

"Why are you still here? It's already dark, why don't you go home?"

There is disdain in his words.

Xie Chengyin jumped off his horse, strode up to Yan Ci, and smiled heartily, "I'm here to eat!"

"This is the Yan Mansion. Why are you eating here?"

"You don't care about me!"

Just as he finished speaking, several people came out from the mansion one after another.

The one in the front was a young man, who looked to be about the same age as Xie Chengyin, and walked in a hurry.

"Ayin, why are you here? Didn't we say we would meet at Songyaji?"

Xie Chengyin withdrew his gaze from Yan Ci, walked over and put his arm around the man's shoulder.

"I just happened to run into your sister on the way, so I escorted her along the way and finally got to your house."

Yan Cheng looked at Yan Ci. He had only met this new sister once, on the day his father married her mother. She looked timid and had no bad temper.

Before he could say anything, the people behind him arrived.

It was Jiang Qingqing. After hearing Chunzhi's report, she sent someone to watch the door. When she heard that Yan Ci had returned, she rushed over immediately. As a result, she heard that Young Marquis Xie had returned with Yan Ci.

Her originally gloomy face became even more gloomy, but in front of outsiders, Jiang Qingqing, as the mistress of the Yan family, still had to save face.

"Thank you for your escort, young marquis. Ah Ci, thank you quickly."

Yan Ci glanced at Xie Chengyin out of the corner of his eye. It was unnecessary. Whoever hired him for an escort obviously didn't want to thank him.

But Jiang Qingqing didn't think so. There were too many silent movements between the two of them, and it was obvious that there was something fishy going on. She spoke again in a tough voice: "A Ci."

Yan Ci turned to Xie Chengyin reluctantly, "Thank you, young marquis, thank you!"

It was clearly words of thanks, but to Xie Chengyin's ears, it sounded like gnashing of teeth.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing, "No thanks, no thanks, see you next time and let's have dinner together!"

Eat your grandma's legs!

Yan Ci turned around and walked back to the mansion. He couldn't argue with this idle guy. If he said a few more words to him, he might get some new teachings from Jiang Qingqing when he returned.

Looking at Jiang Qingqing's face which turned from blue to purple and then from purple to black, Yan Ci knew that he could not avoid being interrogated.

Xie Chengyin was dragged by Yan Erlang Yan Cheng to Songyaji. The sound of horse hooves faded away from the gate of Yan Mansion. Jiang Qingqing and her maid walked towards Yan Ci's yard.

Yan Ci had already thought of a set of excuses, which would neither reveal that he was going to the general's mansion, nor involve himself with Xie Chengyin.

But Jiang Qingqing came in with a threatening attitude and sent Chunzhi and other maids away as soon as she entered the room.

Before Yan Ci could speak, Jiang Qingqing began to teach him earnestly.

"Ah Ci, mother knows that you like Xiao Hou Xie, but a private relationship without a matchmaker or engagement will only damage your reputation. After a few days, let your father go to the Marquis' Mansion to test the waters. If the Marquis' Mansion is also interested, we will arrange your marriage."