After a cup of hot water, Lan Junyao felt much better, and reached out and pulled Xiao Lianzi, who was still kneeling in front of her, "You get up, let others see it like this, I don't know what to think of me as a master." ”

"Thank you, master. Xiao Lianzi turned around with a pair of monkey eyes and wiped the tears on his face, "The slave must saddle the horse for the master in the future, and the master tells the slave to go east, and the slave does not dare to go west; As he spoke, he laughed himself.

"If there is a next time, so that I may find out what you have done behind my back, I will not spare you. Xiao Lianzi's face was full of flattering smiles, but the tears in the corners of his eyes were especially there, which made people look indescribably funny.

Lan Junyao pinched a candied fruit at hand, the sweet and sour taste was just right, several of them went down one after another, and the taste of the medicinal juice in her throat was suppressed a lot.

The illness is like a mountain, and the ward is like a thread. Lan Junyao's illness is menacing, and the castration is also fast, and she has been better in two days. It's just that this disease has been reduced a lot, and the already delicate cheeks seem smaller and smaller, as if they can be covered with a slap. The emperor specially allowed her to go home to recuperate for a few days, recuperate and come back.

After getting the news that the eighth prince was going to get married, Lan Tingcheng was worried about his daughter, although his daughter didn't say it on weekdays, his daughter's little caution was clear about him as a father. When he learned that his daughter was sick, he was in a hurry, but he couldn't go to visit because of the rules.

Lan Junyao's body was hidden in the cloak, Xiao Lianzi personally helped her to the palace gate, the Lan family's car had been waiting for a long time, Lan Qingyue stood not far from the palace gate, seeing her sister come out, she didn't care about a lot of attention, she picked up her sister and sent her directly to the carriage.

The carriage was bumpy all the way, the brother and sister sat at both ends of the bench, Lan Qingyue's eyes were glued to her sister's thin pretty face, and her eyes were full of distress. The big hand with some thin calluses brushed a few strands of hair on her face to the back of her head, and finally turned into a faint sigh.

After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lan Xiangye and his wife touched their daughter's somewhat awkward hands, and their hearts were the same bitterness. Mrs. Lan was already worried about her daughter, but now when she saw her daughter suffering, she only held her in her arms and said, "My poor daughter", and the corners of her eyes seemed to tremble.

After a few days of not seeing, her originally lively daughter has become like this, how can she, a mother, not feel distressed? Huangyue's body has been recuperated by her daughter's hands, and her face is much better than before, and her face is more ruddy.

"Don't worry about my mother, my daughter is fine, but she has eaten less in the past few days, and it looks like she has lost a little. If the mother feels sorry for her daughter, she should cook more good dishes for her daughter. Seeing her family at this moment, Lan Junyao only felt a little warm in her eyes, obviously separated for less than a few days, but she felt very cordial.

Looking around, but there was no trace of Brother Wuwu, Lan Junyao was puzzled. According to the custom, every time he comes back from the palace, Brother Wuwu will definitely pick him up with his father and mother, and he is completely absent like today, but it is the first time in the world.

Xu saw her doubts, Lan Qingyue patted her head and said, "Sister, Brother Wuwu asked me to send you a message." He has something to deal with, if it goes well, he will be able to return in two months, if it doesn't go well, I'm afraid he will have to wait a few more days. ”

"Did he tell you what happened?" Lan Junyao still couldn't figure out what happened after some deliberation in her heart, when Brother Wuwu left in such a hurry.

"No, I didn't. Lan Qingyue frowned, and then said: "Yesterday, he didn't know where he received the message, so he didn't care about cleaning up, so he only took two changes of clothes and left, and he was in a hurry and had doubts on his face." ”

It's not a way to be anxious here, let's go out tomorrow and send someone to ask the master for clarification, Lan Junyao made up her mind to pay attention, and immediately removed the anxiety between her eyebrows, afraid that her parents would worry about her again.

The family sat around the dining table, the steaming food on the table smelled fragrant clan, Lan Junyao only felt that the stomach that had not been opened for a long time was extremely hungry, and immediately ate a bowl of white rice and ate the dishes in front of him.

Mr. and Mrs. Lan Xiangye looked at their daughter gobbling up, with a satisfied smile on their faces, and Mrs. Lan lovingly stroked her daughter's back a few times, "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Although she said this, she couldn't help but put a steamed crucian carp in front of her in front of her.

"The craftsmanship of the beautiful lady is really boring, and it is three points better than the craftsmanship of the imperial chef in the palace. Lan Junyao grinned at the beautiful lady between swallowing, and there were a few grains of rice on the corner of her mouth, which looked a little funny.

"Maybe you come back this time to recuperate at home for a few days?" Knowing that her daughter was acting to reassure herself, Huang Yue's heart was even more uncomfortable, but she had to make a relieved look on her face.

"Mother, don't worry, the emperor allowed me to take care of myself at home and then go back to the palace. Lan Junyao pulled the handkerchief in her arms, wiped a handful on her mouth, and patted her bulging belly, looking like she was still hungry.

Full of wine and food, the family sits in the gazebo, the day of May is slightly dyed with the dullness of summer, and with some coolness of late spring, the night breeze gently blows on the face, with some fresh smell of pothos, only intoxicating.

Lan Junyao was lying in the arms of the beautiful mother, Brother Qingyue carefully peeled the melon seeds on the side and threw them into her mouth one by one.

Although it was not fifteen tonight, the moon was extraordinarily bright, and when she squinted her eyes, it looked like a pancake made for her by her mother at night, smeared with honey, and wrapped in small pieces of chopped fruit layer by layer, and she could eat two at a time. Thinking like this, my stomach, which seemed to be a little flat, began to rumble again.

She covered her cheeks a little ashamedly, complaining in her heart that her stomach was not angry, but this childish action made the three people on the side laugh.

Lan Chengcheng put the book in his hand on the table, summoned the maidservant waiting outside the pavilion, and asked her to prepare a plate of fruit and send it.

Such a leisurely and comfortable encounter, if it weren't for her 'being sick' this time, I am afraid that she would have to work for all kinds of trivial things in the palace, and the family would get together to enjoy the moon and gossip, and the greatest comfort in life would be like this.

Looking at her brother beside her, Lan Junyao suddenly recalled the scene when she returned to Dongling, at that time, she just heard that her brother had been waiting for her to return, and the matter of marrying a wife was put on hold.

After turning her mind, Lan Junyao straightened up from the arms of the beautiful lady.