Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 452 - 245 Joy Forgets Sichuan_3

Chapter 452: Chapter 245 Joy Forgets Sichuan_3

The tea slipped into the mouth, sweet, full-bodied, refreshing, with an aftertaste that lingered long.

As they savored the tea in earnest, Qian Yixiu began brewing another pot. The third and fourth infusions were mixed in the tea cup and then poured into separate cups, served by Qian Yeejin.

After finishing the tea, everyone wore a look of pure bliss. It took them a while before they could express just how delicious it was. Golden honey peaches had just come to market this year, and although they were rare, aristocratic families like the Liang and Pan families would definitely have them. However, they were all somewhat puzzled as to why the tea they drank at home, though also exquisite, couldn’t match the tea they had just enjoyed.

Qian Yixiu laughed and said, "This tea was made with mountain spring water fetched by Monkey Brother from deep in the mountains, of course it’s different."

She then brewed the fifth and sixth infusions, followed by the seventh and eighth, with the tea’s flavor growing weaker and the water in the copper pot running out.

Seeing their eagerness to have more, Qian Yixiu laughed again, "There’s no more spring water from the deep mountains. If you want to continue drinking, we’ll have to use ordinary spring water."

Upon hearing this, the guests thought better of it, deciding to wait until there was more water from the deep mountains to enjoy more tea.

At this moment, the younger siblings saw that Prince Consort Pan’s anger had almost dissipated, his expression clearing slightly. Realizing that the three wanted to continue their discussion late into the night, they took their leave.

Before they left, Qian Yixiu presented the golden honey peaches. Prince Consort Pan and Old Duke Liang had already tasted this new fruit and were delighted to accept it with smiles.

The night air was cool, the stars filled the sky, and the scent of gold lotus was faintly discernible. Qian Yeejin took Qian Yixiu’s hand and they slowly walked back together. When they reached his Linfeng Garden, he didn’t enter, saying he’d return after accompanying his sister back to Wangjiang Building.

Back at Wangjiang Building, Qian Yixiu washed up in the first-floor cleansing room before heading to the second floor. Entering her bedroom, she saw her mother still sitting by the bed with a smile on her lips.

Qian Yixiu exclaimed, "Mother, why haven’t you gone to sleep yet at this late hour?"

Cheng Yue pulled her daughter close and said, "Mother heard from the wet nurse that Ming Wa wet one of the guests his pee." Seeing her daughter nod, she laughed and added, "For some people, that’s exactly what they deserve. Ming Wa is capable, just like his mother."

The implication was that since she had given birth to a boy, and the boy had shown such spirit, it was a reflection of her own capability. What kind of logic was that?

Qian Yixiu laughed and said, "Yes, my brother and mother are both capable. Let’s go to sleep."

Zheng Zezhong and Pan Zi’an settled down in Guiyuan as if they could not tear themselves away from the place. They would take the House of Animals for a walk to Moonlit Lotus Pond and Mountain of Flowers and Fruits in the morning, then after resting for a while, they would spend their time under the willow trees in the courtyard drinking tea and playing chess.

After dinner, they would hurry to West Lake, eagerly awaiting Qian Yixiu and her two younger siblings. Prince Consort Pan was especially eager to see Jingjing, and if Qian Yixiu and the siblings were late, he would even grumble a bit.

Prince Consort Pan was indifferent to Ming Wa, not even sparing him a glance, but he adored Jingjing. As soon as they arrived, he would lift Jingjing into his arms to play with her and enjoyed talking with Qian Yixiu as well.

This perplexed Old Duke Liang. What had caused Prince Consort Pan’s usually cold demeanor to warm up? After a while, he figured it out—both Yixiu and Jingjing bore a resemblance to Prince Consort Pan. Having met Princess Zhenyue twice before, he realized that Pan Zi’an was cherishing someone else’s daughter as he mourned his own.

Still, he was curious. He had seen Qian Manjiang before, and he didn’t look like Prince Consort Pan at all, so their mother must resemble Pan Zi’an, right?

Before they knew it, it was the beginning of August, and the two showed no sign of leaving. Qian Yixiu was starting to think that these two really treated her home like their own vacation estate.

At that time, West Lake began harvesting lotus roots.

On the first day of the harvest, the Little Monk arrived, not on a pony but in a horse-drawn carriage.

He arrived early, while Qian Yixiu and Qian Yeejin were in the middle of their studies.

After crossing the Moon Gate, he encountered Old Duke Liang and Prince Consort Pan, who were about to take the House of Animals to Moonlit Lotus Pond.

The Little Monk recognized them and pressed his palms together in greeting, "Master Zheng good, Master Pan good, my master also invites you to come to the temple to play chess when you have time."

Liang Zechong and Pan Zi’an had visited Daci Temple once. Hearing this, they both said with a smile, "We will surely visit Master Beikong again."

After exchanging pleasantries with them, the Little Monk called out towards Wangjiang Building, "Auntie, Poor Monk has arrived, Poor Monk misses you so much, and misses sister, brother, and the little siblings too."

Cheng Yue was on the second floor, holding Qian Yijing, when she heard the Little Monk’s call from outside the window. She laughed and called out loudly, "Hongji is here, come in quickly, auntie misses you too."

As she spoke, she approached the window. Noticing that there were not only the Little Monk below but also two men, she momentarily appeared at the window, then quickly drew back her head.

Prince Consort Pan felt that the voice from inside the building was somewhat familiar, as if he had heard it before. He looked up just in time to see a beauty flash by the window. He couldn’t get a clear view before she withdrew.

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