"Father, Yilan is already sick like this, why do you still let her do this and that." Hua Wushan was a little dissatisfied and said angrily.

"It's not tiring, it's boring to lie down all day, where will my father be tired of me." Seeing that the two of them had a quarrel, Yilan hurriedly spoke. I think I have been a secretary for a few years after graduating from college, and a few days ago, I read Wang Shang rummaging through the previous newspapers, stepped forward to help, and then I have been helping to check and sort out.

Although there were some confidential matters in Zhilu Dao, neither father nor son had thought of avoiding Yilan, and Yilan was very moved.

"You see I'm already so well-behaved, don't force me to stay in bed all the time." As he spoke, he pulled the sleeve of Hua Wulone's shirt and shook it gently.

Hua Wulu didn't expect Yilan to be so coquettish, the tea bowl in his excited hand almost fell to the ground, staring at Yilan stupidly, where was there still a half-sentence rebuttal.

When the goal was achieved, Yilan snickered for a while, stopped, and returned to her usual indifferent expression on her face.

As a human being in two lives, Hua Wulone's care for Yilan in the past few days touched her a lot. Since that day of fainting, Yilan has suffered from the wind cold, and every day is fine during the day, but always coughs non-stop at night. Hua Wushan had been lying in the outhouse for many days, and as long as Yilan coughed slightly, he would immediately come in and give her water and pat her on the back. The water fed to the mouth is always warm and slightly hot, and with a few taps on the acupuncture points, Ylang will quickly stop coughing and fall asleep again.

With such a sick body and a cold wind, Yilan thought that she would be in pain, but she didn't expect that Hua Wushan would stay awake all night in front of the bed, and for a few days, she hardly felt the torture of the illness. And Hua Wushan has been tired and thin, and he often naps on the bookcase during the day.

"Don't you want to see a few more people today, why don't you go quickly." Seeing his son's stupid appearance of drooling down, Hua Jianrui couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to open his mouth to drive people away.

"Yes, yes, let's go." When he came back to his senses, his face was flushed, and he lowered his head to escape.

"Wait." I think this son has so many concubines, why is he so puzzled. "Yilan has been staying in the house for the past few days, and she hasn't even left the door. After a few days, when the weather is clear, you accompany Ylang to the garden for a walk. ”

"Oh, okay, my son will arrange it." With a red face, he didn't look back.

Yilan chuckled, and Hua Jianrui shook his head with a wry smile.

"Sister Yiyi, what are you so happy about. I'll listen to it, too. Hana Goka came in from the outside with a chessboard. You have suffered from the wind and cold, the weather is not good these days, you can't go out, I will accompany you to play chess to relieve boredom. ”

Yesterday, I learned that Yilan can play chess, so I quickly brought it to try it today.

Hua Jianrui frowned, he was wondering if he should remind Xiaoxiang that Yilan was a sister-in-law and should avoid suspicion, but he felt that he couldn't say this as a father. Seeing the two children sitting at the table and setting up the chessboard, he sighed and sat behind the desk.

The old father was behind the desk looking at the newspapers from all over the country, and the two young people were sitting on the side playing chess, quietly, warm and sweet, and in the blink of an eye, the sun was already in the west.

After eating, Yilan went back to the house to rest. I took the book, turned the pages and slept under the service of the lotus canopy. This night, Hanago was silent until late and didn't come back. Let Yilan cough and curl up, no one came to pat his back, the water brought by the lotus pod was cold, and he couldn't swallow it at all on such a cold winter night.

Ylan's resentment turned into worry.

Tossing and turning to the fourth watch, the outhouse finally remembered the messy footsteps. It's the voice of Hua Wulone, but the steps are not as calm as usual, and the breath is also vain.

Ylang coughed, just to get his attention. Hua Wulin rushed to the side of the bed as fast as she could, picking up Ylang Ylang who was curled up in a ball, but did not light the candle as usual.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Makes you suffer. Whispered in Ylan's ear. He didn't tap the acupuncture points as usual, but directly injected the internal force into Yilan's body.

He was injured, and although he hid it well, Ylan could sense it from the sound of his messy, heavy breathing as he heated the tea with his internal force.

Yilan reached out to probe the pulse of his wrist, and when he touched the skin, he felt it keenly, and grabbed Yilan's fingers tightly, "Don't move." He snorted.

The tea is hot, just lukewarm, not as hot as usual, "Come, take some moisturizing throat." Seeing that Yilan drank some, he quickly took away the tea bowl.

"Things are not going well, it has been delayed for some time, and it has hurt you." With both hands, he rubbed Yilan's body tightly into his arms, and after a while, he felt that Yilan's whole person was relaxed, and then he relaxed his hands.

"If, if there is such a situation again, you will have a cough that you can't stand it, just take this medicine." Hua Wushan took out a small porcelain bottle from his body and stuffed it into Yilan's hand, but he didn't let go, and he was embarrassed to decide whether to give the medicine to Yilan.

"Is it the fruit of the honey burn flower?" Ylang asked.

After waiting for a long time, Hua Wulin nodded, "Yes." ”

"Take it away, it's normal to have a few coughs from the cold, I can stand it, I don't need this medicine." Ylang said firmly.

Yilan felt that Hua Wushan was very happy, and even her heartbeat was a little faster with excitement, so much so that she pulled the wound, and a slight sound came out of her mouth, "Okay, Yilan is good, Yilan rest assured, no matter what the situation, I will definitely rush back at night, if it is too late, let my father take care of you, there will be no more today." Holding Yilan's arm tightened and tightened, he buried his head in Yilan's shoulder, and whispered repeatedly: "I won't let you suffer such a blessing again." ”

"He took out the medicine when he was distressed, not really wanted to take it for himself." Yilan was very happy and moved, and there was a small happiness in her heart. When he handed out the ploughnut fruit, Ylang was a little sad, but now he was worried, and he had to find a way not to let him take this medicine with him in the future.

"Sleep, sleep a little longer, it'll be dawn." As usual, he gently rubbed on several acupuncture points, and Yilan fell into a deep sleep.

If I don't sleep well at night, I will naturally wake up late in the morning, and it wasn't until the lotus peng came to call that Yilan opened her eyes sleepily. "Miss, you are too good to sleep, what time is this, you can't afford it? In the morning, even the emperor came to check your pulse, and you didn't know what to do. I thought you'd fainted again. ”

"Huh? Oh. Didn't you sleep well last night? Ylang blushed. It must have been in the morning that Hua Wushan asked the emperor to take care of her, his father and son's kung fu are very high, if they deliberately hide their breath, even Yilan can't find out, let alone in an unsuspecting deep sleep.

Hurriedly washed up and came to the antechamber. "Sister Yiyi, I've been waiting for you all morning, my brother is out to run errands, are you ready to stop getting out of bed." He was greeted by a resentful face and a loud complaint.

Rolling his eyes, "What is the little prince looking for his sister?" I'm sleeping next to me, and you don't know how to call me. "Say so on purpose.

Now it was his turn to roll his eyes, "Are you a woman?" You just promise that I won't beat my brother to death, and I don't mind waking you up every day. The expression is a flattering smile, the same as the expression of Hua Wulin when he is on the couch every time he has a dinner party.