Chapter 18: Black is revealed by comparison

Hualan raised her arm and pretended to hit Xiao Minglan, which made Xiao Minglan laugh and retreat. At this time, Hualan's personal maid Cuichan came in, and saw Xiao Minglan was there. She stopped immediately, as if she wanted to say something but was worried about the presence of others.

Hualan took a curious look at Cuichan who was making faces, and immediately realized that it must be about Yang Wenyuan. She turned around and said to Xiao Minglan, "Continue practicing calligraphy." Then she turned around and walked out briskly to meet Cuichan.

Little Minglan held the brush in her right hand, lifted her sleeve with her left hand, and suddenly something popped out of her mouth.

"Could it be that the young marquis has arrived?"

After hearing this, Hualan and Cuichan were both stunned.

Cui Chan even revealed her true colors and looked at Xiao Minglan in surprise, her eyes full of confusion.

Hualan turned around and glared at Xiao Minglan

"Children should stop prying into adults' matters!"

However, her pretty face was flushed and she did not look intimidating at all.

The master and servant hurried to the corridor.

"Is it true as Minglan said, that Yang Wenyuan is here?"

"Well, Sixth Miss is right. The young marquis has come. But I just found out and came to report it. How did Sixth Miss know that Xiao Tao had come?"

"Minglan and I have been together all this time, and I didn't even know, so how did she know?"

Hua Lan tapped Cui Chan's nose, looking very disappointed, "I grew up in vain, but was tricked into talking by a kid."

"what?"

Cuichan scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed, but then she remembered that she had something important to do, so she immediately said:

"Young lady, the young marquis just asked his follower Changqing to come over and tell you that he is waiting for you at the back door and has something for you."

"Chang Qing sent a message? You were packing in my room, how did he find you?"

Cuichan looked aggrieved.

"Everyone in the family knows about your relationship with the young marquis. Every month, we exchange letters and replies, and sometimes they see us. As the young marquis's personal attendant, Changqing can just ask a maid to pass on the message and call me over."

Hua Lan pursed her lips slightly.

"You are so obedient, you went when he asked you to?"

Seeing her daughter's bad tone and some embarrassment, Cui Chan said quickly:

"It's not me, it's Caizan! I was just cleaning the room, and Caizan said she had something to do, so she asked me to pass on a message for her."

At this point, Cuichan realized that she had become the scapegoat, and she crossed her arms and said angrily:
"This thief girl, how did you find me?"

Hua Lanqiong frowned, "Then wait until night, I will help you to interrogate her! The young marquis is not related to me, how could he call her over so easily?"

"Yes, yes!"

Cui Chan followed up and said, "But young lady, the young marquis is still waiting at the back door. Shall we go and see him?"

"That's what you said. I don't want to see him."

Cuichan nodded her head like a pounding garlic, "Yeah, I said it!"

The back door of the Sheng family.

Cuichan first sent all the gatekeepers away.

After making sure that there was no one around, he waved his hand, signaling Hua Lan, who was hiding in the distance and peeking around, to come over.

Hualan pinched the hem of her skirt with both hands, took small steps and followed Cuichan closely, looking back from time to time, showing great vigilance.

Open the door gently and stick your head out.

Look left, nothing.

Look right...

"Huh!" Cuichan staggered in fright.

I saw a dark-skinned strong man standing on the right side of the door. His body was as strong as an iron tower, but upon closer inspection, he seemed familiar.

"Changqing?" Cuichan asked uncertainly.

"Yeah." The man with a face like charcoal nodded calmly. It was obvious that he was no longer surprised by such reactions.

Cuichan was immediately stunned.

In her impression, Changqing was a normal-sized person. How come he suddenly became so strong and so dark?
Changqing pointed his forehead towards the carriage not far away, indicating that Yang Wenyuan was there.

Cuichan looked over and saw the young marquis's head sticking out of the carriage, nodding towards her with a gentle smile on his face. But why did his face turn dark?
Cuichan turned around and looked at Changqing's face again, and was immediately relieved. It wasn't that dark.

Seeing the real person, Cuichan opened the door completely and let Hualan behind her out.

"Here it is!"

The moment he saw Hua Lan coming out, Yang Wenyuan showed a bright smile on his face and waved hurriedly.

Although Hualan was also happy, she was much more cautious as a woman. After all, this was considered a secret meeting with a man outside her family, and it would be bad if someone caught us.

"Shh!"

Hua Landai frowned slightly and quickly put her slender index finger against her lips, asking Yang Wenyuan to be more low-key.

Yang Wenyuan nodded quickly and also learned to drop the liquid on his lips with his index finger.

"Shh!"

Cuichan and Changqing consciously stayed by their side so that the two could talk without worry.

Hua Lan walked to the side of the carriage, holding up her skirt, pouting her lips, looking reluctant, "Can't you write a letter if you have something to say? Why do you have to make me come out to see you?"

Yang Wenyuan now understands what it means to be blinded by lust.

Obviously, he could meet Hualan by coming to Sheng's house to study in a few days, but Yang Wenyuan just couldn't wait.

After fooling Sheng Hong, he came to find his daughter impatiently.

Yang Wenyuan smiled awkwardly and did not explain. Instead, he lifted the curtain and asked Hualan to get into the carriage to talk.

Hua Lan glared with her beautiful eyes.

"It's already out of line for me to come out to see you. We're alone, and you want me to ride in the same carriage with you? What if someone sees us?"

Yang Wenyuan also felt that his words were not well thought out, and immediately tried to make amends, "How could that be? Am I that kind of person?"

"I mean you get in the carriage and I'll get out."

After saying that, Yang Wenyuan immediately jumped out of the car, holding the curtain with his hands to let Hualan get in.

Hualan had no choice but to get on the carriage reluctantly.

Hua Lan in the carriage lifted the curtain on the small window next to her and said unhappily:
"Are you okay now? Where's your stuff?"

Yang Wenyuan pointed inside through the gap in the small window and said, "The food is in the food box, take a look."

Hualan took the lunch box.

As soon as I opened it, I found it was full of water chestnuts.

"I heard that this is a delicacy from your hometown. I happened to have it at home, so I sent it to you."

Looking at the densely packed food boxes filled with water chestnuts, Hua Lan felt a strange warmth flowing through her heart. She couldn't help but look back and carefully examine Yang Wenyuan for a while. Suddenly, she found a blind spot and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"What happened to your face? Why did it become so dark?"

Hua Lan didn't notice at first that Yang Wenyuan had turned darker, because there was Chang Qing, who was as black as charcoal, for contrast.

Looking at it again now, I find that Yang Wenyuan has become a lot darker.

"After I returned to Bianjing, I started practicing martial arts. How could I not get tanned under the wind and sun?"

Having said that, Yang Wenyuan put his hands on the small window of the carriage and suddenly laughed.

"Changqing, did you see it?"

"I saw it. It's even darker than yours, as if your face was covered with coal briquettes. I was just curious. Now, I think he must have practiced martial arts with you."

"Of course, I was practicing martial arts alone at the beginning. I was very tired, and when I turned around, I saw him leisurely eating snacks. I was so angry that I caught him and practiced martial arts with him, and even made him practice under the sun."

"No wonder it's so dark." Hua Lan muttered softly.

A meaningful smile appeared on Yang Wenyuan's face.

"Looking at it this way, am I much whiter?"

Hua Lan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then she covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed:

"Did you do this on purpose? Grandma is right, you are really not a good person."

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