The brothers were a bit confused about the situation, and the eldest brother asked Liang Yuening. Dong Huiying was embarrassed for a moment and felt like a thief with a guilty conscience. Although nothing had happened, but... Liang Yuening didn’t wake up until the sun was high in the sky. When he came out of the room, he was in a particularly delightful mood. Seeing the courtyard piled with snow, he even childishly built a snowman, and at the end, he dragged Dong Huiying over, pointed at the fat and ugly snowman, and asked, "Baobao, do you think it looks like him?" Dong Huiying pondered seriously for a moment, then touched her chin and said, "Hmm, its plump white appearance does resemble Er Yuan." It was just too ugly, her Er Yuan was actually rather handsome. So, in the afternoon, Dong Xinyuan sneaked into the Xihui Courtyard and immediately received a fierce glare from Fifth Brother-in-law. What’s wrong, what happened, why is Fifth Brother-in-law angry again? Dong Xinyuan was utterly confused, thinking to herself why her Fifth Brother-in-law was like a ticking bomb, getting angry inexplicably and without warning. Liang Yuening: "Humph!!" "Baobao, take a break first." Dong Huiying was making Fragrant Cream when Yixuan suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping her. Yixuan, holding a snow-white handkerchief, wiped the sweat beads off her nose, then spoke gently with a slight helplessness, "You’ve been so busy these days, running around non-stop. You seem to have lost some weight." Dong Huiying, in a daze, touched her own cheeks, "Really?" During the New Year, she had eaten a lot of meat and fish and thought she had put on weight. Yixuan led her to a bench. When they had moved to the Purple Garden it had started to snow. The winter days were cold, but Yixuan was considerate, having already prepared several cushions, placed on the chairs at home, to prevent getting chilly when sitting down. He brewed a pot of hot tea for Dong Huiying. Holding the steaming cup, she blew the vapor away and took a sniff, then sipped. "Still, our home-brewed mountain tea tastes best. I still can’t get used to the Pu’er and Tieguanyin sold outside." Mountain tea, it was picked by Yixuan back when they lived on Taihang Mountain, and he personally roasted it. Yixuan seemed to be an expert in this area. When she praised him, he modestly declined, saying it was just a common thing for mountain folk. He wasn’t prideful, but the tea he made had somehow become her favorite, much like Yixuan himself. Like rain that moistens everything quietly, he infiltrated her heart imperceptibly with his unique gentle force, capturing her defenses bit by bit, and by the time she realized it, she was shocked to find that he had penetrated deeply into her heart, occupying a significant position. Yixuan massaged her shoulders, and she closed her eyes in enjoyment. "Do you find it comfortable living here, Baobao?" "Very much!" Though they had moved, with these six people and her parents and siblings around, she had a complete home, no longer a drifting duckweed... A gentle smile played on her lips. Yixuan’s eyes flickered, "That’s good, at first I was worried that you might not get used to living here. However..." There’s a saying, ’Courtesy first, force second.’ With a serene smile, Yixuan said, "I seem to recall seeing Fifth Brother coming out of your room today?" "Did Baobao spend the night with Fifth Brother yesterday?" "Has Baobao developed feelings for Fifth Brother?" Damn it, how could she have forgotten about this!