Ling Hua and Yan Qing stepped into Qiyun Mountain, and suddenly everyone in Qiyun Mountain exploded and hurriedly ran out to greet the two of them.

Yan Qing didn't know what happened every time Ling Hua came to Qiyun Mountain in the past, but this time he saw that the people in Qiyun Mountain were too lively. Some people not only smiled but also danced, and looked very excited.

Even the manager in Qiyunshan, who was in his fifties, did not look very calm and walked with the wind. Since he saw him, the smile on his face had never been closed. He kept talking to him, and he introduced Qiyunshan while walking, which was very enthusiastic.

Yan Qing took the time to lower her voice to Ling Hua and said, "You are all very interesting people living in Yunshan."

As soon as he stepped into the mountain gate with Ling Hua on his back, a large group of people came out from it, including old and young, men and women, surrounded them and walked in.

With so many people, none of them said they would bring him a sedan chair and put Ling Hua down from his back.

Just like I didn't see Ling Hua on his back, I kept talking to him.

Ling Hua wanted to laugh and said in his ear, "They have been guarding the mountains for a long time, and life is inevitably boring. You can take more responsibility."

Yan Qing was someone who had seen the world and nodded, but this incident could not scare him.

The manager led Yan Qing to a large courtyard with four inches halfway up the mountain. He stood at the door and waved his hands behind him. Finally, he looked like a manager. He said with a stern face, "Go and go, go back, do whatever you should do, and do what you should do?"

A group of people looked at Yan lightly along the way, and turned around and left with a laugh.

The manager turned around and smiled at Yan Qing and said, "Please come from the little marquis."

Yan Qing looked at the yard, "I live here?"

"Yes, this is the master's yard, with four entrances in front and back, which is very spacious." The manager replied.

Yan Qing frowned, "I live in her yard? Isn't it suitable?"

The manager glanced at Ling Hua and said with a smile, "The best yard in Qiyun Mountain is the master's yard, with four inches in front and back. You are in the front yard and the master's yard, which has no effect."

The implication is that it is not living in the same house.

Yan Qing still felt that it was a bit inappropriate, "Let me find another yard."

"This..." The manager was embarrassed and looked at Ling Hua.

Ling Hua said softly, "I really don't have to find a yard anymore. You will know after entering. The backyard I live in is away from your front yard. If you walk, you have to walk with two cups of tea. The wine shop is also located in my yard. You have to accompany me to make wine, eat together in the morning and evening. If you live too far, you have to come several times a day. It's really troublesome."

Before the wedding, she didn't want to scare Yan Qing away, so she wouldn't specially arrange for her to sleep and eat together.

Yan Qing disliked trouble the most and was persuaded, "Okay!"

The manager took Yan Qing into the yard, and seemed to remember Ling Hua on his back, and asked tentatively, "Little Marquis, send your master to the backyard first?"

Yan Qing had no objection, "Okay."

Anyway, I have been memorizing this place, and it is not a bad journey.

The manager led the way, Yan Qing walked through the front yard and went directly to the yard at the end. This yard was indeed as Ling Hua said, very big. The front yard and the back yard were very far apart, so she didn't lie to him.

There was a main house in the yard at the last, with bright windows and clean windows. Two thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls stood at the door. When they saw Yan Qing, they looked at Yan Qing twice, but they had no unnecessary expressions. They opened the curtains on one left and the other right, and invited Yan Qing into the house.

Yan Qing came to the door, paused, and walked into her room with Ling Hua on her back.

He had never stepped into his daughter's boudoir. This was the first time. Although it was not Ling Hua's boudoir in Ling's boudoir, her room in Qiyun Mountain should be decorated in a solid way, and she looked like her daughter's boudoir.

In the painting hall, there are tables and lounge chairs. They are not hard-core styles with edges and corners, but soft everywhere. Even the brush and ink on the wall are graceful spring flowers and autumn trees, and small bridges and flowing water.

Stepping into the inner room, the bead curtains and green curtains, the incense burner screens, the tables and chairs, illustrations and bottles, and the bed curtains, all of which were filled with the fragrance of my daughter.

Yan Qing was extremely uncomfortable and put Ling Hua on the bed, without saying a word, and turned around and left.

Ling Hua pulled the corner of his clothes, "What are you anxious about?"

Yan Qing stopped walking, her face was not good, and she was very tough, "Carrying you to the place, can I still accompany you if I don't leave?"

The implication is that you should not be more greedy.

Ling Hua was helpless, "I want to say something to you. Thank you for caring me all the way. You were sweating all the time. You could ask the manager to take you to the front yard for a bath. There are two hot spring pools in this yard, one in the front yard and one in the back yard. There is no need for anyone to carry water. You can go to the hot spring pool to wash."

Yan Qing nodded, "I understand."

Ling Hua pulled his sleeve and refused to let go, and deliberately said, "Don't wash it for too long. I'm hungry long ago. I can't walk. You come over to have dinner with me later. You will be outside in the painting hall."

"I understand." Yan Qing looked at her sleeve, "Why are you so silly? You are eighty?"

Ling Hua immediately let go of him and waved his hand, "You go."

Yan Qing turned around and left.

The manager heard it clearly outside the door and was very happy. He thought that this was the daily life of the master and the little Marquis of Yan. It seemed very good. He had never seen his master care so much about any man. In the past, Mr. Qin San hid far away when he saw his master. If he had no other purpose, the master would not be very happy to see him. Now, the little Marquis of Yan is really different, which made the master finally look like his little daughter's house.

"Let's go!" Yan Qing walked out of the inner room and breathed the air outside, then she felt relaxed.

The manager nodded and led the Yan to the front yard.

After Yan Qing left, Ling Hua hurriedly said to the outside, "Zi Yan Zixia, come in and get me the jade dew cream paste. I'm going to feel so painful."

Two girls standing outside the door, who didn't have much expression even when they saw Yan Qing, entered the house together. Seeing Ling Hua grinning with pain, they both smiled at each other.

Zi Yan went to the cabinet to get medicine and asked curiously, "Master, why did you make yourself like this? Your skin is delicate, and you never ride a horse without special urgent matters? Are you very anxious to come to Qiyun Mountain?"

Ling Hua sighed, "Isn't it a romantic thing to let him hold me and ride a horse with him?"

Who knew that he didn't feel romance, but he hurt himself, and there was nothing more miserable than her.

Zi Yan laughed out loud, "It seems that the master likes the little Marquis Yan very much."

Ling Hua nodded. If he doesn't like it, why bother to marry him with such great effort? Isn't it good to be beautiful alone?

Zi Xia helped Ling draw a wide dress. Seeing her strands and the inner side of her thighs, she took a breath, "How fast did you ride a horse? You don't even wear a riding outfit, what horse do you ride? Have you read too many paintings? How romantic is this hurting pain?

Ling Hua sighed again, "At least it's effective, right? Yan Qing carried me all the way from the foot of the mountain to the room."

Although it is not romantic, it is a big breakthrough to let him take her to ride together and carry her on her for a long time. After all, the man Yan Qing never lets a woman move closer, let alone ride together and walk on her back.

Zi Yan and Zi Xia's exact same disgust suddenly appeared on their exact same faces, "I can't understand."

Ling Hua was amused, "My man, what do you want you to understand and do?"

The two stopped talking.

The master's brain circuit has always been strange and weird, and it is unique to chase a man, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.

The two carefully applied medicine to Linghua. The best trauma medicine was very effective, and it was cool and relieved the scorching pain.

Ling Hua sighed comfortably, "It's great to have money."

If you have no money, you have to endure the pain even if you chase a man. How can you apply any good medicine to treat her?

Zi Yan took the ointment and said, "You should take a rest first! The kitchen is already cooking. I thought you would come tonight, but I didn't expect it to come at noon."

Zixia poured a glass of water for Ling and fed her, "The dishes that Mr. Yan likes to eat have been purchased in the kitchen. I have to say that Mr. Yan is too good at eating, right? What are the ones flying in the sky, swimming in the water, and growing in the sea, are very precious. Every meal is eaten like this. It is also a miracle that Duan Jinghou Mansion has not been eaten by him yet."

Ling Huadale, "He doesn't know how to eat more than just."

He is also very good at making money.

She waved her hands to the two, "You go to the kitchen and stare at it, and don't need to prepare too much. Although he eats well, and eats precious and exquisitely, it is not too wasteful. Just make a few less."
Chapter completed!