On the top of Xiangshan Mountain, there is a quiet stone path, lined with tall maple trees. Walking on the stone path dyed red by maple leaves, looking at the slowly falling maple leaves, it is like entering a fairy tale world.

Xiao Yeyang took the lead, followed closely by Dong Yuanxuan and others, and the group leisurely enjoyed this rare beauty.

A dozen meters ahead were two little girls laughing and playing.

At this moment, the two little girls were bending over to pick up the maple leaves on the ground and throw them to each other.

Flowery smiles and joyful laughter add a special color to this quiet red maple stone path.

"Oh, with such beautiful scenery, it would be a waste not to write poems. I suggest that everyone write a poem and then take it back to the academy for Master to comment on it. How about it?"

Dong Yuanxuan said with a smile.

Of course, everyone else was indispensable. Even Xiao Yeyang, looking at the two little girls in front of him who were completely immersed in joy, couldn't help but want to express the joy in his heart.

The people present are all carefully trained by various families, and their knowledge is naturally good, and they are not afraid at all.

But Yan Wentao stepped back: "You go ahead, I won't participate. I'm not worried about Daohua and the others in the front. I'll watch them."

After saying that, he ran away without waiting for anyone to say anything.

He is not afraid of martial arts training, but give him a break when it comes to writing poetry. He is someone who takes a long time to think about even the simplest poem.

Yan Wenkai was also not good at writing and wanted to leave. Unfortunately, he was a step too late and was held back by Zhou Chengye.

Ahead, Daohua was sweating on her forehead and breathing slightly. Although her legs were a little weak due to the excessive exertion of climbing, she could not stop her enthusiasm for having fun at this moment.

In ancient times, even in the countryside, because there were always people watching, as a daughter, she could not act too wildly. The most she could do was run on the field with her third brother.

It's almost never happened like this, where you don't have to worry about other people's eyes, you can let go and have someone to play with.

Looking at Zhou Jingwan with rosy cheeks across from her, Daohua smiled.

What kind of adult soul, what kind of child, in front of laughter and fun, are they regardless of age, okay?

As a result, the movement of waving the maple leaves became faster and faster.

Yan Wentao stood two or three meters away, looking at the two of them with a smile.

My eldest sister must be very happy today. Look how much fun she has!

Since returning to my uncle and aunt, my eldest sister has had fewer opportunities to go out. She must be bored at home.

Well... the young prince loves to play. Next time he comes out to play, why don't you remind the young prince to call his eldest sister, oh, and sister Zhou.

"I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I can't play anymore!"

Zhou Jingwan panted, waved her hands to the rice flowers, and then sat down on the ground in a very inconspicuous manner.

Normally, she would definitely not dare to do this, but isn’t there no adult around now?

Dao Hua also stopped, panting with her hands on her hips, and looked up at the red maple leaves on her head: "It would be great if the maple leaves could fall down automatically!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wentao's expression changed. He found the maple tree closest to the two girls, then climbed up quickly with hands and feet, and then began to shake the maple tree vigorously.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Looking at the red maple leaves scattered all over the sky, Zhou Jingwan immediately stood up and jumped up and down, clapped her hands and cheered.

Daohua also looked happy, stretching out her arms and letting the maple leaves float on her body.

The movement here alarmed the people who were writing poems behind them. When Xiao Yeyang turned around, his eyes fell on the rice flowers bathing in the rain of maple leaves.

Looking at the stars in her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.

He likes Daohua's smile very much, especially the one with curved eyebrows and eyes, which makes people feel warm in their hearts.

Not only him, but Dong Yuanxuan and others behind him also showed uncle-like smiles.

After playing around for a while, Daohua waved to Yan Wentao, who was still shaking the maple tree: "Third brother, it's okay. We won't play anymore. Come down quickly."

Zhou Jingwan immediately took over the words: "Yes, third brother, come down quickly, if you keep shaking it, your arms will be sore."

Hearing the shouts of the two people, Yan Wentao stopped as expected, then hugged the tree and climbed down quickly.

"Third brother..."

Just as Daohua was about to hand over the handkerchief to Yan Wentao to wipe his sweat, she found that someone had beaten her to it.

"Third brother, wipe your sweat quickly, I think you're tired." Zhou Jingwan couldn't help but put the silk handkerchief in Yan Wentao's hand.

"No need..." Yan Wentao was at a loss as he held the handkerchief. How could he use the little girl's handkerchief? It belonged to someone else. Unfortunately, Zhou Jingwan didn't give him a chance to refuse.

"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Wipe off your sweat! Look at the sweat dripping from your head to your neck. How comfortable are you?" Zhou Jingwan urged again and again.

Daohua stood aside and looked at the two of them. When she saw Zhou Jingwan's eyes were clear and there was no abnormality, she immediately smiled.

What is she thinking?

Jingwan is still just a teenage girl.

Daohua took out the handkerchief, stuffed it back into Zhou Jingwan's hand, and then gave her own to Yan Wentao: "Third brother, wipe your sweat quickly."

Only then did Yan Wentao dare to pick up a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Seeing this, Zhou Jingwan pouted: "What are you doing? Can't you use mine?" After saying that, she glared at Daohua and said, "Isn't your brother my brother? Why do you know so clearly?"

Daohua took Zhou Jingwan's arm: "Aren't you afraid of getting your handkerchief dirty?"

Zhou Jingwan: "If it's dirty, it's dirty. It's not like I don't have anything else. I just need to change it."

At this time, Xiao Yeyang and others came over.

"No more playing?"

Looking at the red faces of the two little girls, everyone smiled.

Daohua and Zhou Jingwan shook their heads together.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, Daohua saw a hand suddenly stretched out towards her, and her head immediately turned to the side.

Xiao Yeyang's hand awkwardly paused in mid-air again.

Daohua looked at Xiao Yeyang: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Yeyang glanced at the rice flower angrily, stretched out his hand and took off the leaf stuck in her bun, then curled his lips and said: "It's just fun, I don't know how to pay attention to my image.

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Before Daohua could reply, Zhou Jingwan turned around and said, "Daohua, show me quickly, is there nothing on my head?"

Daohua stretched out her hand to tidy up Zhou Jingwan's hanging hair, then shook her head: "Nothing."

Zhou Jingwan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. If my mother sees my hair in a messy bun, she will definitely not let me come out next time."

Upon hearing this, Daohua became nervous: "Look at mine and help me tidy it up." Her mother also pays great attention to appearance, and she doesn't want to be restricted to the backyard in the future.

Zhou Jingwan fiddled with the rice flowers and said with a smile: "Yours is pretty good too."
Chapter completed!