Catching a glimpse of her sister's burning gaze, Lan Qingyue's movements in her hand paused, and a certain bad feeling suddenly rose in her heart, and she resumed the smile on her face, leaving her sister to look at it.

Lan Junyao stared at Brother Qingyue for a long time, and the originally lazy face on her face turned serious, "Brother Qingyue, a man of the same age as you is afraid that even the child will be embraced." ”

Huang Yue was originally leaning on the recliner to watch the two brothers and sisters joking, and suddenly heard such words, she couldn't help laughing, thinking along her daughter's words, what she said was also the truth, and her eyes swept over her son, well, it's time to start a family.

The mother and daughter were in the same breath, standing beside Lan Qingyue on the left and right, with a posture that he would not give up without nodding, he was really the same as the shrew who scolded the street, the movement in Lan Qingyue's hand stopped, and her body unconsciously leaned back a little.

"Good son, these days, there have been a lot of people who come to the door to say goodbye. Tell your mother, do you have a favorite family, which family is the daughter? As long as you like it, your mother will never object. "Although Huangyue is the mother of two children, she is no less playful than her daughter.

"Brother, you have named the candidate, my mother and I can also check for you, a rare young talent like Brother Qingyue, I am afraid that the boudoir woman in Dongling will want to marry in if her head is broken. Lan Junyao looked resolute, with a straight face on her face.

"Mother, Yaoyao, I have been entangled in military affairs all day, where will there be any important women. Lan Qingyue shook her head helplessly, looked at the two women in front of her, and was helplessly nervous about these two people.

The two turned their heads at the same time and glanced at each other, Lan Junyao stomped her feet and said in a coquettish voice: "Mother, how can it be done like this?" No matter how busy my brother is, he has to find time to meet those young ladies, whether it is good or bad, I have to understand it after all. ”

"Good son, leave this matter to my mother's relatives to Zhang Luo, and my mother's relatives will definitely marry you a satisfactory lady. "It's a lifelong event related to her son, Huangyue suddenly came to the spiritual head, and she also understands several young ladies in the capital, so she can't miss her son's family affairs because she is busy with military affairs.

Lan Junyao was sick and had already gone to a seven, seven, eighty, eight, or eight, but after a good rest, she could recover. Without all the disturbing trivial things in the palace, his face looked more and more exciting, and the eyes staring at Lan Qingyue exuded a light of unknown meaning, which made him feel stunned in his heart.

Lan Chengcheng looked at his energetic wife and daughter, he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart, looking at his son who had succumbed to their might, and only felt that he was very pitiful at the moment.

Thinking like this, it didn't stop the mother and daughter's actions, the son's age is not small, a few years ago, because the daughter has not returned, the husband and wife understand his move not to marry a wife for the time being, and now it's time to start a family.

At present, the form of the Lan family is not bad, at least in the eyes of the ministers of the DPRK and China, it is infinitely honored. Take advantage of this family affair to make a fuss, and go to the bad luck of the past few days. The moon is the window, the night is slightly cool, and when I recall today's situation in the future, I only hate the rush of time.

With such a thought in her heart, coupled with the fact that her worry-free brother left for no reason, Lan Junyao slept unsteadily this night. I rolled over the bed a few times, my eyelids were so tired that I was fighting up and down, but my brain was excited. When I woke up in the morning, the blue and black circles under my eyes were very obvious.

Lan Junyao sat on the stool and let the maid comb her black hair that was longer than her buttocks, and her mind was still in chaos. She was suffering from hysteria, and the coldness on her face made her shiver, and her sleepiness disappeared completely.

Suddenly opened her eyes, but saw the beauty mother holding a soaked handkerchief, gently rubbing her cheeks, seeing her look over, the beauty mother pursed her lips and smiled, from her direction only to see a neat row of teeth exuding a lustrous luster. "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"It's a spring sleepiness, just wash your face. Lan Junyao shook her head, she was much more awake now, only she didn't sleep much last night, and her eyelids were a little heavy.

"I have been detained in the palace for these days, and today I went out with my mother for a walk, which is also good to relieve my fatigue. Huang Yue straightened her daughter's clothes and took her daughter's hand out of the room. The morning breeze and the fragrance of lotus flowers blow in the face to make people feel comfortable.

The streets in the morning are bustling with people rushing to the morning market. The mother and daughter were followed by two clever maids, experiencing the fun of ordinary people, and when they saw something new, they would also pick some of them, and after a while, the basket was full of plains.

The shouts came and went, and a unique folk movement was played. Lan Junyao looked over one after another with great interest, her eyes suddenly became bright, looking at the bright red and translucent beads in front of her, and hurriedly leaned over.

"Sweet and sour rock sugar gourds, do you want a bunch of them?" The vendor set up a shelf in place, and under the refraction of the sun, those rock sugar gourds were as crystal clear.

Lan Junyao took the rock sugar gourd from the vendor, and the maid behind him hurriedly stepped forward and handed him a copper plate. She licked her rosy lips and took a big bite of hawthorn in her mouth, her face full of pleasant expressions.

Seeing that the beautiful lady's mother was approaching, Lan Junyao hurriedly sent the rock sugar gourd in her hand to her mouth, but was pushed away by the beauty's mother, "This thing is sour and the person has bad teeth, so you love to eat it." ”

Walking along this road, a group of four people stopped in front of a house with a vermilion lacquer log door, and a maid behind him stepped forward to call the door, Lan Junyao also restrained the frolic along the way, this is the purpose of their departure today.

The sound of footsteps of 'stepping, stepping' came, and the maidservant took her hand and stood by the door waiting, when a loud voice sounded in the courtyard, "Coming, coming." Xu is a matter of occupation, and his voice unconsciously brought a bit of festive sound.

Such a cheerful tone made Lan Junyao unconsciously imagine her image, listening to the sound of the door latch being removed, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the people inside.

What caught her eye was the huge silk flower, Lan Junyao looked at it again, but this woman's appearance was still reasonable, and there was no existence of the matchmaker mole in the oral tradition.

Seeing that there were four masters and servants standing in front of the door, and the first two daughters were dressed quite luxuriously, the woman did not dare to be presumptuous, and hurriedly opened the door and stood in front of the four of them, "I don't know if the distinguished guest is here today to find marriage?"

"Exactly. Huang Yue nodded at her, and heard early that she was the best matchmaker in Gyeonggi, and the matchmaker she guarded, nine out of ten cases were always husband and wife and beauty, so she brought her daughter here early today.

"Your Excellency, please deign to let us go inside and talk. The matchmaker stood up straight respectfully, stretched out one hand forward, and made a gesture of invitation.

"This will bother Zhang's mother. The mother and daughter entered Zhang's mother's house one after the other.