"What are the reputations of the Yuan and Ren families?" Xiao Keyan couldn’t help but inquire.
Dong Jingyi thought for a moment and said, "General Yuan is strict in managing the army. My father often speaks highly of him. As for Master Ren, he only took over as the Provincial Governor of Xiliang last year, so I haven’t heard my father mention him much."
Xiao Keyan nodded, refrained from asking more, and continued to stroll around the marketplace with Dong Jingyi and Sun Lanxin. When Dong Zhenghua came looking for them, the three of them happily returned to the city with their purchases.
In the following days, accompanied by Dong Jingyi and Sun Lanxin, Xiao Keyan not only explored the surroundings of Ganzhou City but also inspected her family’s terraced fields and pastures.
By mid-June, the number of people in Ganzhou City had increased significantly.
On the bustling streets, Xiao Keyan, Dong Jingyi, and Sun Lanxin—each dressed as men and wielding a folding fan—were so dashing that they attracted frequent gazes from passersby.
"What handsome young gentlemen!"
Hearing this, Xiao Keyan covered her face with her fan, chuckled softly, and teasingly said to Dong Jingyi and Sun Lanxin, "You two be careful, don’t draw the attention of any girls who secretly fall for you while we’re out strolling."
Dong Jingyi rolled her eyes ungracefully: "It’s you who should be careful. Don’t drag Lanxin and me into this. They’re looking at you, Young Master Xiao!"
Xiao Keyan laughed, "I tell you, with my brother’s and my younger brother’s looks, if I were truly a man, I’d guarantee you’d both be head over heels for me."
Just as Dong Jingyi was about to speak, Sun Lanxin exclaimed, pointing diagonally across the street at a cloth shop, "Isn’t that the most beautiful woman in Xiliang?"
Xiao Keyan and Dong Jingyi quickly followed the direction of Sun Lanxin’s finger and indeed saw Ren Yaning, whom they had seen once a few days ago at the marketplace square, along with her entourage.
Ren Yaning was indeed beautiful, but what attracted people the most was her delicate charm, quite different from most Xiliang women.
With her gentle breaths, tearful eyes, and pitiful demeanor in every gesture, she evoked a protective instinct in those who saw her.
Sure enough, someone immediately started fighting for her.
In the cloth shop, Yuan Yonghao held a piece of Western Regions red gauze, with a mocking smile as he looked at the young gentleman in fine clothes who refused to let go of the other end.
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