The Humble Family's Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket!-Chapter 527 - 486, I’m Not Someone Casual_1

Chapter 527 -486, I’m Not Someone Casual_1

After Xiao Yeyang and his two companions had left, Madam Li took Yan Siyu by the hand and said to everyone with a smile, “Alright, let’s go have our meal too.”

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Daohua put down her bowl and went to help Old Lady Yan to the dining hall.

Yang Xiujun walked at the back with Yan Yihuan, Yan Yishuang, and Yan Yile.

Yan Yishuang glanced at the untouched Laba porridge in front of Xiao Yeyang and smiled at Yang Xiujun, “Sister Xiujun, don’t think that just because the Little Prince always seems gentle and polite he is easy to approach.”

Yang Xiujun’s face stiffened as she denied, “I don’t think that way…”

Yan Yishuang adjusted her hairpin and said with a light smile, “It doesn’t matter whether you think so or not, what’s important is…” she glanced at the Laba porridge, “not to do what you did today again, how embarrassing!”

After speaking, she smiled and walked away gracefully like a willow swaying in the breeze.

Yang Xiujun felt quite uncomfortable after Yan Yishuang’s words, and just then, Yan Yile also spoke up with a smile, “Sister Xiujun, our Elder Sister’s words weren’t wrong. Our family has been associated with the Little Prince for many years now, but among all the sisters here, only our Eldest Sister has ever caught his eye. You’ve been here for quite some time as well, have you ever seen us try to get close to the Little Prince?”

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

Seeing Yang Xiujun’s discomfort, Yan Yihuan immediately scolded her younger sister and signaled her with her eyes to leave at once.

Yan Yile pouted, flicking her embroidered handkerchief as she hurried after Yan Yishuang.

Once they had left, Yan Yihuan quickly took Yang Xiujun’s hand, “Xiujun, don’t take their words to heart.”

Yang Xiujun’s eyes reddened as she explained to Yan Yihuan while holding her hand, “Yihuan, I really never thought about getting close to the Little Prince, you believe me.”

Yan Yihuan simply smiled and nodded, but she didn’t go so far as to express her belief.

They had all witnessed how timidly and bashfully Xiujun had offered the Laba porridge to the Little Prince.

Being of the same age, they all understood each other’s thoughts very well.

The Little Prince, with his handsome appearance and noble background, would be liked by any girl.

Unfortunately, such a person sets his sights high, and not just anyone can catch his eye.

Seeing the tears in Yang Xiujun’s eyes, Yan Yihuan frowned slightly. If their grandmother saw her like this, they would undoubtedly be scolded. She immediately raised her hand to wipe away Xiujun’s tears.

“Don’t be like this. If our grandmother sees you, she’ll think we are having a conflict,” she said.

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiujun quickly wiped her eyes with her own handkerchief, “Does it not show anymore?”

Yan Yihuan looked carefully and smiled as she nodded, “It doesn’t show. Let’s hurry over, we shouldn’t keep our elders waiting.”

In the dining hall, Daohua glanced at Yan Yihuan and the others as they entered, her gaze pausing briefly on Yang Xiujun’s face. She didn’t meddle in their dispute and continued smiling and eating.

After lunch, seeing that Old Lady Yan had company, Daohua returned to her own courtyard.

…

At Daohua Pavilion.

Daohua had just finished training seven puppies when Tieshou, a servant of Yan Wenkai, came over, “Miss, the Fourth Master says he’d like to have some Laba porridge, he asked for you to bring some to him.”

Guyu wondered, “If the Fourth Master wants Laba porridge, why doesn’t he just ask the kitchen? Why bother our miss?”

Tieshou lowered his head and said nothing.

Daohua rubbed the heads of the seven puppies one by one, then stood up with a smile, “Alright, I’ll take some to Fourth Brother.” With that, she signaled Wang Manman to prepare the Laba porridge.

Before long, Daohua took Wang Manman with her to Yan Wenkai’s courtyard.

Upon entering, she saw Xiao Yeyang standing at the entrance of the main hall.

“I just knew you were up to something.”

Daohua cast a sideways glance at Xiao Yeyang before striding directly into the room. Upon seeing no one else inside, she immediately asked, “Where is my fourth brother?”

Xiao Yeyang smiled and said, “Your eldest brother went to chat with your third and fourth brothers.” Saying this, he walked over to Daohua, took her by the hand, and pulled her to sit down at the table, “Let me have a look at how well your wound has healed.”

Daohua raised her right hand and rotated it a bit, “It’s already much better, doesn’t need medicine anymore.”

Xiao Yeyang first placed a handkerchief on the table, then he took hold of Daohua’s arm, prepared to roll up her sleeve to check her wound.

Daohua tried to withdraw her hand, unfortunately without success.

Xiao Yeyang said, “I just want to see your wound.”

Seeing the determination in his eyes, Daohua felt a bit helpless but didn’t resist, allowing him to roll up her sleeve and reveal her fair arm.

Looking at the light purple scar on her arm, Xiao Yeyang’s brows knitted together, “I knew it, such a deep wound was bound to leave a scar.”

Daohua reassured, “It’s alright; it will fade with time.”

Xiao Yeyang glanced at her, then took out a small and exquisitely crafted round box from his pocket.

Daohua asked curiously, “What’s this?”

Xiao Yeyang didn’t respond and simply opened the round box.

As soon as the box was opened, a faint scent of medicine wafted out.

“This is Ice Muscle Paste,” Xiao Yeyang said while applying it to Daohua’s arm.

Upon hearing this, Daohua quickly protested, “Didn’t I tell you not to go asking the Emperor for medicine? How could you… ah, now it’s done. We had some merit, and now for this small box of medicine, it’s all gone.”

Xiao Yeyang chuckled and said, “It’s not like that!” Then, looking earnestly at Daohua, “To me, you are far more important than any merit. We can’t take any chances with the wound on your body.”

Daohua felt unexpectedly overwhelmed by his sudden declaration and averted her gaze, not daring to look into Xiao Yeyang’s eyes.

Seeing Daohua’s shyness, a smile tugged at Xiao Yeyang’s lips. He continued applying the medicine and, after finishing, carefully pulled down her sleeve, “This box of Ice Muscle Paste should be enough to remove the scar. If not, I’ll write to Uncle Emperor for more.”

Daohua hurriedly said, “It’s enough, definitely enough.” After speaking, she took the Ice Muscle Paste and gave it a closer sniff, “You know, it feels quite refreshing when applied, nice and cool. I must research this. Who knows, I might be able to concoct Ice Muscle Paste myself.”

Xiao Yeyang laughed, “If you really can make it, that would be great. Ice Muscle Paste is scarce; only about ten boxes are offered as tribute each year. Many people desire it—it would surely be a big seller.”

Daohua’s eyes lit up, “Really? Then I really need to put my heart into it. If I can’t make it, I’ll ask my master for help.”

Xiao Yeyang glanced at the food box on the table, “Is this the congee you brought for Laba Festival?”

Daohua nodded.

Xiao Yeyang opened the food box, took out the still-steaming Laba congee, and began to eat from a bowl.

Seeing him enjoy the congee, Daohua asked, “Why didn’t you eat at my grandmother’s house today?”

Xiao Yeyang glanced at her, “If you don’t serve me, what am I supposed to eat?”

Daohua replied, speechless, “If I don’t serve you, you won’t eat?”

Xiao Yeyang affirmed, “Of course, I’m not someone who just eats anything.”

Daohua blurted out, “Because when you start being random, you’re not human.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yeyang paused, and then, after snapping back to reality, he scooped up a spoonful of Laba congee and fed it to Daohua before she could react.

This time it was Daohua’s turn to be stunned. After her astonishment, she became annoyed, “Xiao Yeyang, you’re asking for it.”

Xiao Yeyang calmly took another bite of the Laba congee, “You’re the one who said I’m not human.”

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