This winter, Chu Zhaohui had a cough disease, and the tonic recipe that Wen Wan copied was extremely effective. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Early the next morning, Chu Zhaohui boiled some lung-moisturizing rock sugar pear soup according to the recipe, and ordered the little girl to take it and come to Canglangxuan to visit her son again.

After sending off the people waiting in the room, Chu Zhaohui personally scooped a bowl of soup and put it on the kang table, then helped his son sit up, and put a large indigo blue quadruple wave pattern pillow on his waist.

Touching his son's forehead, which was still as hot as coals, Chu Zhaohui couldn't hold back his tears, and only fed the snow plough soup to his son's mouth one by one.

Su Duhan was extremely cooperative, and obediently swallowed the soup that his mother had sent to his mouth, causing discomfort between his heart and lungs, and another heart-rending cough.

Looking at his son's haggard appearance, and touching what Mama Bai said, Chu Zhaohui's tears could no longer hold back, and they all fell on the silver-blue quilt on Su Duhan's body, leaving water stains of different shades, like a little cold plum crying blood.

Su Duhan was extremely sensible, and wanted to wipe her mother's tears with a handkerchief, but she didn't have the strength to be sick, so she put her hand down halfway through, and only smiled apologetically at her mother.

Chu Zhaohui became more and more annoyed that his words that day were too heavy, and hugged Su Duhan's shoulder, and his expression unconsciously turned to pity.

She said in a gentle and mellow tone: "Twilight, I know that you resent your mother in your heart, but you should know that as a parent, who doesn't want your child to be well." Mother only used a few guards, and you held back such a fire that it was difficult for your mother to do it in the future. ”

The more Chu Zhaohui spoke, the more sad he became, and strings of tears fell, and a few drops slipped down Su Duhan's lips.

With a gentle lick of the tip of her tongue, her mother's tears were astringent and salty. People's hearts are always long, Su Duhan had a trace of compassion, and he also had unspeakable regrets for his mother.

But he was unwilling to give up the drama that had been performed from a few days ago to now, Su Duhan still cheered up and continued to make up, and his voice was dark and hoarse: "Mother is too worried, the son feels that the mother is not at fault, that day, it was the son who spoke a little rushed." ”

One was soft, and Chu Zhaohui was in tears again. She was reluctant to let go of Su Duhan's arm, and only explained: "Half of those guards are for you, and half of the mother is really for the safety of the house." There are few people in the huge palace, and there is a matter of Concubine Du, so you can only pay attention to it everywhere. If you want to understand, you should also be considerate of your mother's feelings. ”

How can the mother and son have an overnight feud? They can only hug their heads and cry, and review their words and deeds that day.

They each took a step back, and the sea and sky were still in front of them, and the two quickly reached an agreement. The guards still stayed in the mansion, consolidating the security of King An's mansion, which can be regarded as reassuring Mrs. Anguo.

In the future, on the second and seventh days of the old calendar, Su Duhan can still go out drinking and running horses with his former friends, but he will return home on the second watch day at the latest.

With this layer of protection, Su Duhan had the opportunity to contact Su Guangfu. He accepted it when he saw it, and only then did he settle down to take the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctors, and he covered the quilt and sweated at night.

People who practice martial arts have a good foundation, and Su Duhan's wind and cold slowly healed. After lying down for four or five days, I was finally able to walk on the ground. Pretending to ask Ugin to help him go to the main room to ask his mother for peace, he called Chu Zhaohui for a while.

Since then, the palace of King An has been calm, as if it has returned to the time when his mother was filial to his son.

Through the mouths of the imperial doctors, the boiling commotion in King An's mansion was transmitted to the palace. Murong Wei and Wen Wan discussed behind their backs, in their previous life, their aunt had never taken action to rectify King An's mansion, and Su Duhan had not contracted any serious illness, it was clearly a trap, and she didn't know what to calculate her aunt.

Wen Wan was not at ease, and returned to King An's mansion by visiting Su Duhan's illness. went to meet Chu Zhaohui first, and listened to her tearful details about the past, Wen Wan's heart was bright.

Su Duhan is a person who can fight in the end, and he is willing to set up a bitter plan to earn the opportunity to leave the house. At this time, Su Guangfu was not in the mansion, and Su Duhan was in a hurry to leave the mansion, because he must not want to cut off contact with him.

Wen Wan sighed, but he couldn't blame Chu Zhaohui for his compromise. Su Duhan coerced with his life, how could a mother resist?

After comforting Chu Zhaohui for a few words, Wen Wan proposed to take a look at Su Duhan.

Crossing the mud and gold path connecting the two houses inside and outside, looking at the support of the flower shadows in the garden, as well as the atmosphere and richness of Canglang Xuan, Wen Wan sighed deeply. People don't know how to be blessed in the blessed, and Su Duhan is so dissatisfied.

In the courtyard of Canglang Xuan, Su Duhan was sitting on a rocking chair under the shade of flowers to recuperate.

There is a small round table with bent legs on the side, resting fruit compote and cups. Not far away, a small wind stove was lit, and two cleanly dressed little men stood aside. One pot is filled with fresh jade spring water, and the other fan the fire and patiently boils the water.

Wu Jin was holding the freshly fried medicine and serving Su Duhan to use it.

Su Duhan put aside the medicine bowl, and saw Wen Wan Shi Ran turn the flower garden, busy with Ugin to greet him, and slowly stood up.

Seeing that Su Duhan's pale face was not pretending, even though the high fever had subsided, his expression was still a little haggard, and he greeted Wen Wan with concern.

Su Duhan thanked her for her kindness, and asked Ugin to move another rocking chair, and asked Wen Wan to sit down and taste the tea that had just been cooked.

On the round table were some tangerine peel pu'er, which was not Su Duhan's usual taste. I didn't drink strong tea when I was sick, so I changed to some cooked pu to nourish my stomach.

Wen Wan skillfully scalded the pot, washed the tea, poured a bowl of brewed tea, and first asked Su Duhan to smell the fragrance.

Su Duhan said with a smile: "In the past, I only heard that my sister was exquisite, and she could turn over tricks with my ordinary tea cup." Knowing this, I should have changed to a complete set of purple sand tea sets and tried my sister's craftsmanship. ”

"The coming day is long, why don't you have a chance?" Wen Wan lowered her head, the steps on her hair shook gently, and the lapis lazuli with full color reflected the whole person under the golden rays of broken gold.

I can't connect the person in front of me with the little girl who only knew how to shrink behind her mother that day, and was extremely careful with a slave.

Su Duhan tasted the mellow and ruddy tea soup, put his slender fingers on the edge of the cup, and suddenly asked, "Sister Wan, is there still no news from my grandfather's family?"

"Commander Xia came to give some news the day before yesterday, saying that he had found a man in black who participated in the interception and murder of my grandfather's family, and he has not yet found out who was the mastermind. Wen Wan was half-true and half-false, and her face added a hint of gloom: "The time drags on for more and more, and I don't know if my uncle is still alive." ”

Su Duhan's hand holding the teacup shook, the tea almost spilled, and Wen Wan hurriedly supported him: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, and you don't have the strength in your body, so you should lie down in the room." It's mine, no, it's bothering you for a long time. ”