Pulling her daughter into the room, Huang Yue rubbed her daughter's face gently, helped her tidy up the folds on her clothes, picked her up and sat on her lap, and then said quietly, "The Shangyuan Festival is approaching, Daddy wants to take us out to enjoy the lanterns, are you happy?"

"Like. Lan Junyao kissed the beauty mother's face, and seeing the beauty's mother's face, Lan Junyao was even more presumptuous, and her little head was nestled in the neck of the beauty's mother.

In this way, the mother and daughter warmed up for a while, and then Huang Yue got up and left. After she left, Lan Junyao's little face, which was still full of smiles just now, suddenly turned red, the better the beauty treated her, the more she missed her master, and before she left the school, she also liked to pester her master like this. Master always smiled and nodded her forehead, laughing at her for being a little girl who didn't grow up.

These days, she has tried her best to act like a good daughter according to Miss Lan's previous style, but she doesn't know how sad Lan Xiangye and his wife would be if she left this body one day.

Lan Xiangye came home, looked at his smiling wife, pulled her to sit on his lap, and asked softly, "I'm not at home, what kind of fun are you mother and daughter looking for, say it and let me listen to it." ”

"Xianggong, we mother and daughter have to tell you some whispers. Huang Yue smiled and scratched her husband's nose, completely treating him like a child.

"I'm your father-in-law, and Yaoyao's father, what little secrets I can't know. The door to the study is still closed, and no one will come in, so just tell me. Lan Chengcheng took his wife's little hand and didn't let go.

"Do you really want to listen?"

His chin touched his wife's forehead, and a trace of helplessness flashed in Lan Xiangye's eyes, "What, can't I, who is a father, listen to it? Could it be that your mother and daughter are planning some shocking secrets?"

Lan Xiangye's words made his wife's sadness dissipate, and the pink fist kept beating Lan Xiang's chest. "People who don't know hear your words, and think that my husband is a very vicious person!"

Huang Yue looked shy and timid, and her two thin red lips hit each other, and the whole person looked bright and vivid. Lan Chengcheng likes to see his wife like this, staring at his wife dotingly.

Mrs. Lan raised her head, and when she saw her husband's appearance, her little jade face suddenly turned red, and she buried her head deep in Lan Xiang's broad chest, they were all old husbands and wives, but her husband had been spoiling herself since he was newly married.

Early the next morning, the sun shone through the pane on the lazy beauty, and a lotus root arm stretched out from the brocade quilt to block the dazzling light.

After talking for a long time last night, thinking of her husband's thoughtfulness to herself, Huang Yue blushed with shame. There seemed to be his body temperature still on the pillow, and the satisfaction of last night was still in my mind.

Thinking of the news that the family was going out to enjoy the lanterns, Huang Yue's heart couldn't help but be full of anticipation. It is rare that my daughter is also very happy about this trip, and she must prepare well. Holding back the discomfort of her body, she called the maid to freshen herself up, and after she happily began to pack her things.

On the Shangyuan Festival, the whole capital is shrouded in a festive atmosphere, the Xiangfu is also surrounded by red silk, and the palace is hung on both sides of the road with various styles of palace lights, as if the world has fallen into a sea of red. The skillful minions pierced out the palace lamps in the shape of animals and plants, and everyone's faces were full of smiles.

Lan Qingyue was holding a delicate palace lantern in her hand, running all the way, the shape of the palace lantern in his hand was also chic, it was a girl with a red ribbon tied in a double bun jumping on the paper, grinning very happily, and there was a little resemblance to Lan Junyao between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Yaoyao~" Before seeing him, he heard his voice first, Lan Junyao heard Lan Qingyue's shout from a distance, listening to the voice, but he came to herself, sure enough, Lan Junyao's thinking gap, her brother had already run to her.

"Do you like it?" Lan Qingyue handed the palace lamp in her hand to her sister expectantly, and there seemed to be stars shining in her eyes.

Lan Junyao raised her head, and the first thing she saw was the hands holding the palace lantern, the original jade-like fingers showed a little scarlet traces, although it had been treated, you could still see the master's hard work in making this palace lantern.

Further up, seeing those round eyes, Lan Junyao felt a warmth in her heart, Brother Qingyue is the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he naturally doesn't have to do this hard work with his own hands, but he personally went to learn to tie this palace lamp with Xiao Si, just to make himself happy.

Seeing her sister staring at her hands without blinking, Lan Qingyue embarrassedly pinned one hand behind her back, "Here you go." As soon as the words fell, he stuffed the palace lamp into his sister's arms.

Huang Yue pushed open the door of her daughter's room, and saw such a scene, the brother and sister were harmonious, and they smiled happily later, as long as the children were doing well, she would be satisfied.

"Mother, is Daddy back?"

"Hmm. It's all ready, just waiting for the two of you. Looking at the lantern made by her son, Huang Yue exclaimed, "Son, good craftsmanship, even if you leave the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future, you will be able to support yourself." ”

"Don't worry, mother, when I earn enough money, I will definitely come back to honor your old man. ”

"Your mother and I are in the prime of life, where are you old? Is it the wrinkles on my face or the gray hair?" Huang Yue tugged at her son's ears, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and her beautiful eyes were full of dissatisfaction.

"Who dares to say that when my mother is old, walking with my sister, those who don't know will be sisters. Lan Qingyue looked like a dog, "Good mother, you can spare your son this time." ”

The tea in Lan Junyao's mouth almost squirted out, the way Mrs. Lan and her children get along can be said to be enlightened in this era, and teasing each other is a compulsory lesson every day.

Lan Xiangye pulled his daughter, Lan Junyao pulled his brother, Huangyue held his son, and the family of four walked leisurely on the bustling street. Not far behind him were a few family members.

Along the way, the Lan family brothers and sisters were like two leather monkeys that had just been released, seeing that everything was fresh. In the mood for love in their teens, it was the time to be playful, and the husband and wife were also naughty everywhere with their brother and sister.

Seeing the mask stall in front of her, Lan Qingyue trotted over, took one and put it on her head, and put the other one on her sister's head, and the family behind her hurriedly went to pay.

Lan Xiangye became interested, and picked up two other similar masks, one on his wife's head and the other on his own head, this small gesture made Mrs. Lan smile crookedly.