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Accompanied by a rich fragrance, the branches by the roadside danced and swayed in the air, their new green leaves resembling playful children.
A corner of pale yellow fabric fluttered out from among the tender green paper strips, followed by a pair of lotus-embroidered shoes of the same color. Her delicate waist appeared even more slender against the belt, and her high nose bore some resemblance to Yang Yichen.
The girl had her hair styled up, with the remaining strands cascading over her shoulders, and the butterfly-shaped hairpin swayed as if it were real.
Her lively footsteps came to an abrupt halt upon seeing someone on the road.
A second later, her eyes brightened even more: "Cousin, you're here! Did you come to see me?"
The girl was none other than Wen Yingying, the daughter of Master Wen and Madam Wen. At the age of thirteen, she was as lovely as a flower, having been pampered by Master Wen as she grew up.
Originally, Yang Yichen was frail and would gasp for breath after walking just a few steps, appearing as if he wouldn't live long. She had no feelings for this cousin who seemed to be on the brink of death.
However, last year, Yang Yichen astonished everyone by becoming a Scholar in high school, shocking Linyi.
Since then, his health gradually improved. With his already handsome features combined with a unique scholarly aura from his vast knowledge, he made many young girls blush.
Wen Yingying was one of them. Just moments ago, Madam Wen had sent someone to inform her to come to the Front Yard. Knowing her cousin had arrived, Wen Yingying meticulously arranged her hair and asked several times along the way.
"Do I look good like this? Will Cousin like it?"
"Oh dear, do my clothes and shoes match? Do they look strange?"
Although she always received affirming answers from her maidservants, she remained anxious, fearing that something might not be perfect.
A girl in love always wants to present her best side to the person she admires.
"Cousin, you haven't come in such a long time! Wen Yingying has missed you!"
Wen Yingying pouted cutely, shaking her head as she tugged at Yang Yichen's sleeve. "Cousin."
Her voice was melodious, and she gazed at the tall and handsome boy with wide, infatuated eyes.
Yang Yichen felt a sudden shiver run down his spine, like a caterpillar crawling outwards, and he subtly stepped back. "Hello, cousin. We've all grown up; we should avoid gossip from others."
"How could that be? Cousin!" Wen Yingying pouted unhappily. "Mother, look at Cousin!"
Madam Wen cleared her throat and quickly intervened. "You two are cousins; there aren't so many rules to follow. Don't mind those outdated customs!"
If she could successfully get Yang Yichen and her daughter to develop something more, wouldn't everything else fall into place?
Although the Wen Family prided themselves on being a scholarly family, their most prosperous days were far behind them.
At their peak, they had only produced a Juren, and for three consecutive generations now, the Wen Family had only managed to produce Scholars. By Master Wen's time, they had completely lost their academic prowess; not even a Student had been admitted.
As they prided themselves on being a scholarly family, they cared more about power and influence. Someone like Yang Yichen was exactly the kind of talent they yearned for but could not attain.
Since their son lacked such gifts, becoming a son-in-law would also be a good option.
Thus, Madam Wen often praised Yang Yichen in front of Wen Yingying. "My dear daughter, if you marry your cousin and he becomes a Juren or passes the Jinshi exam and enters government service, you will be the wife of an official!"
"But mother, his health is poor; he looks like he's about to..."
"Silly girl, don't you know? Your cousin's health has greatly improved; I've seen it myself. He is in good shape now and will definitely become an important official in the future. We need to act while he hasn't yet taken office."
"Just think about it: if he passes the exams or becomes a Jinshi, how many people will want him? At that point, how can we compete? I've heard that those who catch a husband under the examination list are all from reputable families."
Madam Wen often spoke such words in front of Wen Yingying, and over time, the innocent teenage girl had been brainwashed.
In her eyes and heart, Yang Yichen was her future husband. She had discussed this young scholar with her friends more than once.
At this moment, facing Yang Yichen, her face flushed, and her heart raced so violently that she didn't know what to do.
How could Yang Yichen not know what Madam Wen was thinking? He would never give them that opportunity.
He took a large step away, frowning slightly. Though barely noticeable, the displeasure of the young man and the low pressure around him caused the temperature of the air to drop sharply.
"I'm going to see Grandma," he said, ignoring the two women beside him and heading straight for Grandma Wen's residence.
After turning right into a courtyard, an elderly woman with pale skin emerged, leaning on a red wooden cane. Her movements were shaky, and there was a cloudy moisture at the corners of her eyes.
"Has Yichan come?"
Yang Yichen hurried over to support the slow-moving elder. "Grandma, I’m here to see you. How have you been lately?"
"Good, good! Good!" The old woman expressed her feelings with three consecutive affirmations. "Seeing you makes everything good. Why hasn’t your mother come?"
"Mother is at home. I'm here for the Provincial Examination. It's windy outside; let's go inside!"
"Alright!" She glanced at Madam Wen and her daughter following closely behind. "You two come in as well!"
"Yichan, you don’t know how much Grandma misses you. I wonder how you’ve been doing, whether you’re well, and about your ungrateful father. I wish I could..."
The elderly woman's voice trailed off as her eyes grew wetter, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes.
"Grandma, don't worry. I'll have Mom come to see you soon!" This is a heartfelt expression of care and love from an elder to their children, without any impurities.
The grandmother and grandchild had not seen each other for a long time, and Grandma Wen felt there were endless things to talk about. She pitied her only daughter who married into Biqi Town, making it difficult to see each other often.
Since the birth of Yang Yichen, the Wen Family had been in poor health. The elderly lady, now advanced in age, could no longer travel far to visit, worrying every day, fearing the worst.
At this moment, hearing that the Wen Family was in good health and that her grandson was well was the best news she could receive.
A gentle warmth filled the room decorated in a red style. The withered hands of the old lady and the slender, smooth hands of her granddaughter clasped tightly together—one filled with kindness, the other with concern.
"Grandma, you need to take good care of yourself. I want to be a good granddaughter to you!"
Old Lady Wen's tears, which she had finally managed to hold back, began to flow again.
Just then, an annoying voice broke the warmth: "Mom, don't worry. In the future, Wen Yingying and Yichan will definitely take good care of you. Aren't you Yichan? Your cousin has been talking about you a lot!"
Edge gave Wen Yingying a nudge and pushed her slightly, her habitual momentum causing her to bump into Yang Yichen.
Such an obvious approach made the young man’s hair stand on end, especially with the overwhelming scent emanating from the girl, almost making him break out in goosebumps.
Compared to another person's subtle fragrance and fresh scent, along with a calm smile that revealed dimples, his heart raced suddenly, and his cheeks turned red unconsciously.
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