CH 12

Decades of miles away from the capital, a formation of more than ten carriages marched towards the capital at a constant speed.

In the first carriage, there were two teenagers, Yin Minglin, the second son of the Yin family, in a blue gown, and Han Sanlang, Han Jing, in a red ochre robe.

They are the same age. Yin Minglin is a little older in the month, but he was only a scholar. Han Jingze is already a successful candidate in the imperial exam.

The relationship between the two cousins was excellent, and there is no contradiction due to the difference between their official positions. The reason is their temperament. Yin Minglin is broad-minded and content. Han Jing, though gifted, is not disdainful, but frank.

At this time, the closer to the capital, the more unable Han Jing was to sit down. From time to time, he would look out of the carriage, looking impatient.

Yin Minglin saw his appearance and jokingly said, “You can get to the capital in the evening. Now you can’t fly back even if you look at the sky.”

Han Jing’s eyes fluttered. Finally, he smiled shyly under his narrow eyes and retorted, “Cousin has been away from Beijing for more than a year. Don’t you feel like returning home?”

Yin Minglin nodded cheerfully, “naturally, I am eager to get a wife. Unlike cousin, I haven’t found a way to get married yet.”

Han Jing was speechless for a moment, and could not help but glance at the wooden box at hand, looking forward to joy.

Yin Minglin pretends to be a smart folding fan in his hand. When he catches a glimpse of his small movements, he again makes fun of him, but he doesn’t make fun of him anymore.

In the evening, the carriage finally stopped at the gate of the Yin family. Before it stopped completely, they couldn’t help but get out and jump out of the carriage.

“Ah Niang!” Yin Minglin shouted excitedly and bowed down to Han Shi.

Han Jing quickly sweeps around his aunt’s back, but he doesn’t see his sweetheart. He is a little lost. He bows to his aunt and turns to the back carriage to help his mother get down.

Han Shi met Madam Han’s sister-in-law and told them that he missed them, so they led him into the mansion.

Yin family’s sister-in-law, Lu Shi and Yin Mingyu’s three sisters, were all waiting in the house. When they saw their aunt, Madam Han, they came forward to salute.

Han Jing’s eyes fell on Yin Mingyu uncontrollably. Yin Mingyu got up and looked at him. After a little pause, she nodded and then moved away.

Han Jing couldn’t help chasing her with his eyes. He didn’t get more attention and response. His heart gradually tightened and fell back……

The young man’s heart was easily affected, and he could not hide it.

After Lu and Yin Mingyu sisters had seen their aunt, it was Yin Minglin and Han Jing who should have greet Lu, but Yin Minglin had bowed down, and he was still distracted, which was very unexpected.

Yin Mingyu smiled a little and lowered her eyes, showing a very polite attitude.

Still, Yin Minglin noticed something was wrong, looked sideways and coughed softly.

Han Jing suddenly recalled himself, blushing, and hurriedly folded his hands to say his greetings to Lu.

Lu asked him and Yin Minglin to get up as if nothing had happened. She smiled and congratulated them, and in a few words swept the embarrassing atmosphere to the past.

When Madam Han saw her son’s green and astringent appearance, she felt a little sad in her eyebrows, and when she saw Yin Mingyu’s indifferent appearance, she felt uncomfortable.

The reason why Han Shi didn’t let the three sisters of Yin Mingyu go out to meet him was to avoid suspicion. Seeing the nephew’s thoughtfulness, Han Shi ordered the three sisters of Yin Mingyu to arrange a dinner party. 

Yin Mingyu understood instantly, and immediately retired to her di mother and aunt, and disappeared out of the public’s sight with the Third and Fourth Lady.

Today, Han Shi did give Yin Mingyu the dinner party for the three of her aunt, but Yin Mingyu did not bother. Instead, she assigned tasks to her two sisters. She just sat beside her and occasionally reminded her, which was both reassuring and labor-saving.

At this time, Yin Mingyu was sitting under the beam, shaking a round fan, pointing at the two workers from time to time, and asked Yin Mingrui and Yin Mingruo to turn around.

“Third lady, please control the dishes carefully, use a little more heart.”

Yin Mingrui, who had not yet come out of the frustration, responded with a dull voice and summoned the steward of the dining room.

“Fourth Lady, please confirm the order of servings and placement with the maidservants. Don’t mess up everyone’s taboos and preferences.”

Yin Mingruo nodded seriously and did as she was instructed.