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Mud splattered from the horse's hooves got into Fang Xiaoyu's embroidered shoes.

The embroidered shoes, once adorned with vibrant flowers, now resembled delicate blossoms trampled into the mud.

Fang Xiaoyu felt extremely distressed.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she felt sorry for the newly made embroidered shoes or because her feelings had been betrayed.

"Brother Ayan, why do you have to..."

Gao Yan felt the temperature pressed against his skin, which gradually softened.

He frowned, his impatience becoming more pronounced: "I didn't mean to get your shoes dirty. If you can't get them clean, you can go to my wife, Aunt He, for how much money you'll have to pay."

"Now, you can move aside!"

Fang Xiaoyu's eyes were a little red, and her voice was choked with emotion, "Brother Ayan, do you have to be so formal with me?"

"I've never slept with you!"

Although Gao Yan spoke softly, Fang Xiaoyu still heard his mutterings in the silence around them.

Seeing that the man showed no sign of moving, Gao Yan steeled his heart, pulled on the reins, and drove around the nearby field.

Fang Xiaoyu sensed Gao Yan's attitude of avoiding her like the plague, and two lines of tears streamed down her face. "Brother Ayan, do you really dislike me that much?"

Gao Yan jumped off his horse and tossed the reins to Shi Gu.

I didn't forget to remind him, "When you come back, the horse's hooves will have trampled the snow, so take a brush and scrub it clean!"

The women sitting in the main hall all heard the commotion at the door.

Gao Yan strode to the front of the main hall.

The room was full of women, so he couldn't linger. He simply greeted them and went into the west wing.

The door had slowly closed, but they were still looking towards the west wing, completely forgetting the topic they had been discussing.

Ma Xiangcao thought to herself: Good heavens! This kid Yan is getting more and more imposing!

Ren Yuanjia snapped out of his daze, immediately stood up, and said apologetically, "Sister-in-law, it's getting late, I should head back now. I'm sorry to have bothered you today!"

Lu Huan's smile widened. "Take care, Sister-in-law Jiang! You can take the snacks on the table back for the children."

"I can't accept this!" Ren Yuan's wife hurriedly declined.

Lu Huan then looked at the others, "Aunties and aunts, please don't stand on ceremony with me. To be honest, it was my fault for not being a good host!"

"No, no," Ma Xiangcao and the others quickly denied.

Since Lu Huan had said that, they didn't stand on ceremony and poured all the snacks from the plate into their sleeves.

Ren Yuan's family saw that everyone else had started packing, and two aunties were staring intently at them, as if to say, "If she doesn't accept it, they'll grab it."

Ren Yuanjia hurriedly took out a cloth and poured all the various snacks from the plate into it.

She secretly rejoiced. Thank goodness she hadn't been too embarrassed to eat so much, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to bring so much back.

She nodded to Lu Huan to say goodbye.

At this moment, Ma Xiangcao also stood up, "Ayan's wife, I'll be heading back now!"

Turning to Ren Yuanjia, he said, "I need to go to my eighth brother's wife's house. We happen to be going the same way, so let's go together!"

Once one person started, the others couldn't sit still any longer.

Although there was always hot tea and snacks available, and two braziers burning in the main hall, nothing beats the comfort and ease of a warm kang (heated brick bed)!

One after another, people said goodbye to Lu Huan.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to praise Gao Yan, exclaiming that Lu Huan had struck gold.

Soon, only Lu Huan remained in the main hall.

He Niang came in and asked, "Master, should we move this plaque back to your room?"

Lu Huan pondered for a few moments, then shook his head. "Let's cover it with a cloth first. I'm afraid we won't be able to get any free time these next few days!"

She pinched the bridge of her nose.

Although Zhou didn't benefit much, she still had to accompany people who came to see the spectacle, which was quite tiring.

It's fair to say that things have both advantages and disadvantages.

Lu Huan pushed open the door and was pulled into the room by Gao Yan.

"Ayan, what happened?" Lu Huan asked, looking completely bewildered.

Then she realized that if it were truly an urgent matter, Gao Yan would definitely have He Niang come to her.

Lu Huan then relaxed her body, no longer as tense as before.

Gao Yan carried her to the edge of the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed).

Lifting the brocade quilt reveals the paper package underneath, along with a bright red seal on it.

"These are pastries from Su Luozhai!"

Lu Huan picked up the paper package, which was still warm to the touch, and exclaimed in surprise, "Why is it still warm?"

Gao Yan replied with a smile, "I've been holding it in my arms the whole way back, and then I put it on the kang (heated brick bed), how could it be cold!"

Lu Huan quickly touched his chest, "Are you burned?"

Gao Yan grabbed Lu Huan's mischievous little hand and whispered in her ear, "Why are you being so enthusiastic? Why not do it tonight?"

"Get lost!" Lu Huan glared at him and pulled her hand back from his chest.

Lu Huan took a bite of the red bean pastry.

Although it was wrapped in paper, the outer layer of flaky pastry was still clearly defined.

The red bean paste inside is still warm, oily and smooth, and not too sweet.

Gao Yan had been watching Lu Huan's expression closely. Seeing her swallow, he asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Why don't you try it yourself!"

Gao Yan's eyes darted around, and he quickly leaned in and took a bite near Lu Huan's lower lip.

The outer crust is as thin as a cicada's wing.

When Lu Huan ate, she carefully used her hands to catch the food; how could she withstand Gao Yan's mischief?

The crumbs of pastry almost spilled all over the kang table.

"Ayan!" Lu Huan complained, but subconsciously stuffed the remaining small piece into his mouth.

Gao Yan laughed even harder, almost spitting out the crumbs in his mouth.

The two of them fed each other bites and pieces, and soon they had eaten most of the pastries.

Lu Huan stuffed most of a red bean pastry into Gao Yan's mouth, saying, "Don't eat any more. If you're full from pastries, you won't be able to eat dinner."

Let He Niang try the rest and see if she can make it.

Gao Yan swallowed hard and asked indistinctly, "Huan'er, do you want to open a pastry shop?"

Lu Huan shook his head, "I don't want to. Su Luozhai is a master craftsman with so many years of experience. How could I, an outsider, possibly compete with Su Luozhai for business!"

"Then why did you let He Niang study this? If it weren't for the fact that you have all her family's indentures, I would really worry that she would use her skills to climb up to other wealthy families."

Lu Huan blinked and asked in return, "In this capital city of Yan, is there any family more powerful than the Prince of Yan?"

Gao Yan grinned foolishly, but quickly realized, "He Niang and the others don't know!"

“It’s better not to know,” Lu Huan’s expression turned serious. “This way, we can also test their loyalty.”

If they would betray us for such a petty gain, I should be glad they betrayed us so soon!

Gao Yan nodded thoughtfully.

What Lu Huan was thinking about were the backup plans her grandfather had arranged, and even her father, Lu Chengde.

If it were her, she might also be a little troubled, but then choose to ignore the promise she made.

Because the cost of betrayal is almost negligible.

Just like in her previous life, when she begged those people, they only wanted to fob her off with a paltry few dozen taels of silver.

They made no mention of the agreement with their maternal grandfather.

After Lu Chengde moved south to Jinling with the Gao family, he never mentioned the annual Qingming Festival memorial service again.

It was as if Lu Family Village had ceased to exist.

Lu Huan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.