"Miss Qin, please get on the carriage."
The young man nodded slightly to Qin Yiling and made a gesture of invitation.
Looking at the person in front of him and the person in the relationship map, Qin Yiling turned his head and looked at Yan Ze.
Yan Ze said, "this is my brother who grew up with me. His name is Zhou Yong. He is the son of aunt Cui and uncle Dashan."
Qin Yiling suddenly responded, "Hello, my name is Qin Yiling. Just your name."
Since all her family members say they are brothers who grew up together, it's too strange for them to keep calling each other "Miss" because of the love between their family and Yan Ze.
"This..."
Zhou Yong was embarrassed. Although he always called brother Yan, and the other party always treated him as a brother, his mother often stressed to him that Yan Ze was the master and had the grace of reinvention for them.
Therefore, I don't dare how the master treats them, and I can't lose my heart. I have to keep a heart of awe all the time.
Yan Ze understands Zhou Yong's mind. To be exact, his attitude towards aunt Cui's family is also a headache. Aunt Cui is a little desperate and finds things very stubborn. Not only that, she brainwashed uncle Dashan and Zhou Yong's brother and sister.
Now Zhou Yong's thought is also influenced by Aunt Cui. On the surface, he should accept himself, but he still retains the thought of master and servant in his heart.
"Ah Yong, Yiling will be my only wife in my life. Just shout sister-in-law."
Zhou Yong looked at Yan Ze in surprise, and then quickly restrained his inner emotion, "sister-in-law."
Qin Yiling glanced at Yan Ze and silently expressed her protest.
Yan Ze walked to her side with a smile and reached out to help her get on the carriage. "I've recognized you all my life. Who else can he call if he doesn't call your sister-in-law?"
Besides her, other women can't afford to call his brothers.
Qin Yiling stepped on the board and whispered, "I haven't married you yet."
Yan zewei Yang said, "before long, you will marry me. Our marriage has long been bound together. We are destined to belong only to each other. Therefore, my brother calls you sister-in-law. You can stand it."
"Hum, talk one thing at a time."
Qin Yiling whispered a beep, turned and got into the carriage, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Obviously, he was in a good mood.
The carriage was obviously carefully arranged and comfortably cleaned. There was a small tea table with a kettle and a small cabinet next to it.
Cushions are also laid on the car board, which will not be responded to even if the road is bumpy.
Qin Yiling chose a comfortable position to sit down, but he saw Yan Ze still standing beside the carriage.
"Won't you come up?"
Yan Ze shook his head, "I ride a horse!"
Among them, there are no masters who still ride carriages. Only those who have horses at home travel on horseback. Like sedan chairs and carriages, they are used by women's family members.
Of course, some pampered men are not excluded. For example, the father and son in his family like to ride in a carriage like a woman.
"Are you riding?"
Qin Yiling glanced at the white horse in front of him. He suddenly knew it in his heart, and then envied it again.
How unrestrained and free it is to gallop!
She has always yearned for the kind of unrestrained, holding the sword to the ends of the world, riding wildly in the vast world, feeling particularly free and easy and full of pride.
Unfortunately, she can't ride a horse, and she lives in a rich and peaceful world. She doesn't have a sword in the Jianghu. Even riding a horse, she has to go to a special horse farm, let alone raise a horse at home.