Chapter 9 (1/2)

”Mr. Xiang, some young ladies are invited here.” After a while, the servant girl took a few little girls to the hall.

”Look, master.” Xia Li stood up and said respectfully.

”Well.” Boundless son nods, stands up and carefully looks at several girls in front of him.

Several girls are about the same age, all four or five years old. One of them is a pink dress. It's cute. A green dress, weak and timid. A goose yellow dress, slightly morbid.

The boundless son pulls up the goose yellow girl's hand, and Lin's aunt murmurs that it's not good for him to choose Xia Yuchan, who is Yunqing's youngest daughter, two years younger than Xia Yuyan.

But after a while, aunt Lin put her heart down, because limitless son just took her pulse and said, ”the child was born weak and needs to be well cared for.” Finish saying, pass a small white porcelain bottle to Xia Yuchan's hand.

Xia Yuchan took it and said thanks. Boundless son nodded and began to look at the pink girl. After looking at it carefully for a while, limitless son asked, ”are all the daughters of prime minister Xia here?”

when Xia Li heard this, he was surprised. Was Yushan not the noble girl he said? In his heart, he had already regarded Xia Yushan as his own daughter. He loved her more than other daughters. ”There is another one, but that rebellious girl made a mistake. Now, he is thinking about it in the wood room.”

”Ridiculous, how dare you lock my beloved in the wood shed.” The boundless son is fierce.

Xia Li was confused at the moment. When did Xia Yuyan become his apprentice. Aunt Lin was also surprised. What happened.

”What are you doing? Take me to the firewood room.” The boundless son continues to say fiercely.

”Yes, sir.”

Xia Li quickly leads the way for the boundless son in front.

Open the door of the firewood room, the eye is not a figure in distress, but a dignified figure sitting at a small table practicing calligraphy.

Boundless son strides in, picks up the paper on the table to appreciate.

Summer language Yan obviously didn't expect someone to come in suddenly, can't help but show a frown.

”Good words, good words.” The boundless son praises without hesitation.

When Xia Li heard of it, he also looked at the word. He saw that the word was neat and compact, and its silk was delicate and delicate. The most difficult thing was that it was also full of perseverance.

”Girl, would you like to learn from me Asked the boundless son kindly.

Xia YuYan's beautiful eyes glared and asked, ”why do you accept me as a disciple?”