Everyone moved outside the post house and saw rows of carriages. These carriages were no less luxurious than those sent by the Fuso Palace.
All the officials of Dayong's mission got into the carriage arranged by Dongcang's family, and Ding Xiaoyi enjoyed another carriage alone.
A shy smile appeared on Yumiko's face. This time, she did not smear thick rouge and gouache on her face, and her teeth were not painted black.
"Yomizi, is it you again?" Ding Xiaoyi exclaimed with emotion, and a happy smile appeared on Yumizi's face.
"Don't you like Yumizi to serve you?" Yumizi asked Ding Xiaoyi timidly.
"That's not true. You are the best." Ding Xiaoyi smiled casually, and then replied to Yumeko.
"Yomizi thought you disliked the slave," Yumizi murmured to Ding Xiaoyi again.
"I heard that your Dongcang family has a young genius practicing in Jiyinmen. He should have returned to Dongcang's family." Ding Xiaoyi asked Yumizi curiously.
"You are talking about Master Linchuan. He is back, but he seems to have gone out again. He visited his friends in the capital." Yumiko's eyes lit up, and then Ding Xiaoyi replied.
"Why didn't you tell me last time?" Ding Xiaoyi asked with a joking look on his face.
Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's joking words, Yumeko's expression changed slightly.
"Because the head of the family has given instructions, it is inconvenient to reveal anything about Young Master Linchuan." Yumeko timidly replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
"It's okay, I don't mean to blame you. Do you know why your young master returned to Dongcang's house?" Ding Xiaoyi waved his hand to the Fusang woman and said.
"Yomiko doesn't know why the young master came home. The king is hosting a banquet tonight. Young Master Linchuan must have returned for the king's banquet."
There was a look of confusion in Yumeiko's eyes, and she thought for a while before replying to Ding Xiaoyi.
Ding Xiaoyi knew that although Yumeiko was a servant of the Dongcang family, she had access to some core information.
Even Yumeko didn't know why Dongcang Linchuan came home. Maybe Dongcang Linchuan came here with bad intentions.
"Then Xixuan Yinzi from the Xixuan family came to see me, do you know?"
Ding Xiaoyi was lying comfortably on the bed in the carriage, and Yumeiko was kneeling next to him. She looked at Ding Xiaoyi with eyes full of ruthless tenderness.
"Of course I know, otherwise Master Xuanji wouldn't be so eager to invite you all into Dongcang's house." Yumeko didn't hide anything, she answered Ding Xiaoyi truthfully.
"So what kind of person is Xixuan Yinzi?" Ding Xiaoyi was a little afraid of Xixuan Yinzi.
Not only is Xixuan Yinzi’s mysterious and unpredictable charm skills, but also her profound and unpredictable city.
"Although Lady Xixuan is a daughter, she has continued to carry forward the crumbling Xixuan family." Yumiko's eyes showed admiration, and she said excitedly to Ding Xiaoyi.
"That Xixuan Yinzi is indeed a talented person. The patriarchal Fusang Kingdom is actually in charge of the Xixuan family, two transcendental families." Ding Xiaoyi's eyes kept flickering. He felt that Xixuan Yinzi was very extraordinary.
Without a decisive character, it would have been impossible to prop up a transcendent family that was about to decline.
He was more curious about the Xixuan family than the Dongcang family.
After all, the Xixuan family is run by a woman, and the Xixuan family mainly practices the nine-tailed fox technique.
Naturally, the Xixuan family also practiced the Fuso Eight Divine Skills, but due to Dutian's conditions, it is not an exaggeration to say that the Nine-tailed Divine Fox is the ninth divine skill of the Fuso Eight Divine Skills.
"What level of cultivation has your young master Dong Cang Linchuan reached now? Has he reached the level of an Earth Ninja Master?" Ding Xiaoyi knew that Xixuan Yinzi should be the idol of the Fusang woman.
Taking charge of a transcendent family as a daughter also makes all Fuso women proud.
Especially in this patriarchal Fuso Island country, women are men's vassals, but Xixuan Yinzi has used unusual means and unique cultivation to develop the Xixuan family.
Dongcang and Xixuan are both ancient aristocratic families from the Fuso Island Kingdom, and their other heritage cannot be underestimated.
"I don't know, Yumizi doesn't know how to practice." Yumizi shook her head and replied to Ding Xiaoyi.
Fortunately, the Wangdu Inn is not too far from Dongcang's house, and it only takes a few streets to get there.
Feeling the carriage slowly stop, Yumeko opened the door first and then leaned down.
Although Ding Xiaoyi is not interested in such service, he should do as the Romans do.
His feet stepped over Yumiko's soft back and then landed on the ground.
The carriage has stopped in the inner courtyard of Dong Cang's house.
Looking at this spacious courtyard, the courtyard of the Dong Cang family is much more grand than the post house in the capital of Fuso.
Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw these extremely luxurious rooms.
It's a pity that Dongfang Jianchen didn't come with him, and Prince Qianqing was in a room alone.
"Everyone, you should have a good rest. When evening comes, we will enter the Royal Palace Shanglin Garden again." Dong Cang Xuanji said to everyone in a very sensible way.
He didn't show any deliberate hospitality to them because they were temporarily staying at Dong Cang's house, nor did he neglect them.
This distance is neither too close nor too far, but just right.
After all, everyone had just entered Dong Cang's house, and they were still a little uncomfortable.
Each official was assigned a gentle-looking maid.
There is no need to worry about safety issues at Dongcang's house.
After all, this is a transcendent family in the capital of Fuso. After explaining Dongcang Xuanji to the maids, he said goodbye to everyone.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at the courtyard curiously.
In this courtyard, there are all kinds of water pavilions and pavilions, and the rockery corridors in this courtyard are well arranged.
The environment was many times better than that of the inn. All the officials of the Dayong Mission were assigned to an elegant room, and each official had a maid with a pleasant appearance and a delicate body.
Seeing the arrangement of Dongcang Xuanji, many officials were full of praise.
Ding Xiaoyi was brought into his room by Yumeiko. He looked at the room and found that the room was also elegantly decorated.
Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting can be seen everywhere.
"Yomizi, I need to take a rest, you can go and do your own work." Ding Xiaoyi said to the busy Yumizi.
Yumeko was stunned for a moment, with a look of disappointment on her face.
She was both curious and nervous about this commoner boy. After all, she was assigned to serve this boy, which included a lot.
It even included selling her own body. After chatting with the boy, Yumeko found that the boy didn't seem to have any charming thoughts about her.
This made her feel a little secretly disappointed.
"Yomizi will help you rest." Finally, Yumeko mustered up the courage to say to Ding Xiaoyi.
After saying that, she didn't wait for Ding Xiaoyi to answer. She pulled the ribbon around her waist, and her satin-like dress automatically slipped from her shoulders.
Ding Xiaoyi was stunned. He looked at that delicate body as smooth as jade, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
Yumeko got naked into the quilt of the bed, with only her enchanting red face showing.
"Yomizi, we in Dayong don't have such a custom, why do you have to do this?" Ding Xiaoyi said to the Fusang woman with a wry smile.
Hearing Ding Xiaoyi's words, the blush on Yumeko's face became more and more intense.
"Master Xuanji has an explanation, saying that he must serve you well, otherwise he will sell Yumiko to the flower house." Yumiko said timidly in a low voice.
Ding Xiaoyi looked at this Fusang woman who was as touching as a wounded bird, but his heart felt bitter.
Dongcang Xuanji really worked hard to win over him, but he didn't have any interest. After all, he had an instinctive rejection of the Fuso people.
This Fusang woman looked gentle and pleasant, but he couldn't arouse any interest in her.
In the end, Ding Xiaoyi had no choice but to meditate on the bed. The Fusang woman hiding in the bed timidly poked her head out, with a complicated expression on her face.
Ding Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to the Fusang woman. He felt that there were some things that had to have a bottom line. He was not Liu Xiahui, and he couldn't sit still.
But he really has no interest in this Fuso woman.
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi was indifferent, Yumeiko had a look of disappointment on her face, so she had to quietly crawl out of the bed and put on her clothes.
Ding Xiaoyi took in Yumiko's movements, but he didn't make any movement. The Fuso woman finally left quietly.
