There were guests coming to the mansion, and they were distinguished guests, who came with stories. She was really curious, but she couldn’t just ask around, so she asked the maid to go to the front yard and ask Xie Qin to come back to the East Courtyard when he was free.

This was the first time she asked him to return to the East Courtyard. When Xie Qin learned about it, he confirmed it again. After he was sure, he temporarily put aside the matters at hand and returned to the East Courtyard with doubts.

As soon as he entered the main hall, he was warmly welcomed by Yin Mingyu.

If one had to describe Xie Qin’s mood at that moment, it would be that he was quite flattered.

Yin Mingyu welcomed him into the room from the doorway, and said impatiently, “Today we received a letter from Yangzhou. It was from our aunt in Yangzhou, saying that she wanted to bring a cousin to the capital.”

Xie Qin: “……”

Seeing that he did not answer, Yin Mingyu asked tactfully: “Langjun, how does grandma treat that aunt? How should I treat them in the future?”

Xie Qin calmed down, brushed her hand away and sat down.

You need tea to listen to stories. Yin Mingyu poured herself a cup of tea, thought for a moment, and then passed it to Xie Qin, saying, “Langjun, have some tea.”

Xie Qin picked up the teacup and drank slowly, whetting her appetite before saying, “At that time, the war was still going on, and grandfather had some accidents, so our aunt was born.”

Yin Mingyu looked at him.

Xie Qin looked back.

Yin Mingyu asked: “That’s it?”

Xie Qin paused and continued, “Grandmother is just not very affectionate to aunt, she is not angry with you, you should treat them as usual.”

Yin Mingyu continued to look at him: “That’s it?”

Isn’t there some extension to the story? How did the accident happen? What happened afterwards? Isn’t there anything else to say?

Xie Qin read the desire in her eyes, picked up the tea and pretended to ignore her.

Yin Mingyu took a deep breath and snatched his tea away. As expected, she couldn’t expect anything from him.

Xie Qin’s hand was still holding the tea, and then he picked up the teapot in a good mood and poured another cup.

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