It's clear that the person is still the same person, but the feeling is different.

But what was the difference, he couldn't say.

Jiang Qiyan hurriedly pulled herself back from her painful thoughts, she didn't want Jiang Boying to worry too much, so she shook her head and said it was okay.

"My brother is injured, go back and rest early, don't practice martial arts in the past two days, it's important to recuperate."

"Okay, brother knows."

Jiang Boying nodded, glanced at the painting on the table again, and then turned around and walked out of her room.

The room was quiet again, and Jiang Qiyan stood there in a daze for a long time before she picked up the pen again.

At the same time, at the gate of the palace

The carriage stopped at the door, and the maidservant carefully helped Lan Mirou out of the car.

Lan Mirou gracefully straightened her dress, and while walking inside, she asked the maidservant, "Where's Miss?" ”

"Miss took the medicine and just fell asleep." The maidservant hurriedly replied respectfully.

"Help me to see."

"Yes, ma'am."

The maid didn't dare to slack off, and carefully helped Lan Mirou to Wang Youwei's boudoir.

Before he walked in, he heard Wang Youwei's heart-rending cough from inside, and the coughing sound came one after another, as if he wanted to cough out the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, which sounded extremely painful.

Lan Mirou's face changed, she shook off the handmaid's hand, strode to the door and pushed the door in.

"Are you all dead? Can't hear that the young lady is uncomfortable now? ”

She glared viciously at the two maids who were beside the bed, and one of them slapped her.

The two maidservants were in pain, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Lan Mirou's face was full of anger, and she glanced at them, "Get out!" ”

The two maidservants left hand and foot, and carefully closed the door.

Only Lan Mirou and Wang Youwei's mother and daughter lying on the bed were left in the room.

"Youwei, my good daughter, how are you?"

Lan Mirou sat down next to her distressedly, and patted her back with Wang Youwei's hand to give her comfort.

Wang Youwei was coughing heart-rending one moment, and the next moment there was nothing to do.

Lan Mirou brought her a glass of water to drink, Wang Youwei sat on the bed, and couldn't wait to ask Lan Mirou, "Mother, did he promise me to go to his house to live?" ”

Lan Mirou nodded without thinking, "Naturally, I agreed." ”

With her opening, how could Jiang Yan not agree?

Didn't you just let Youwei go to his house for two days?

Youwei was hurt by her daughter and fell into the water, and now she is infected with the wind cold, Jiang Yan Mansion just has a natural hot spring pool, the doctor said that if Youwei can take a dip in the hot spring room, the wind cold will be cured soon.

After listening to what the doctor said, Lan Mirou immediately sent someone to find Jiang Yan and asked him to meet him in the restaurant and talk about it.

Jiang Yan agreed without thinking about it.

Wang Youwei was very happy, "Thank you, mother, so that my daughter can find a chance to apologize to her cousin." ”

Lan Mirou pursed her lips when she heard this, "Youwei, you are really, that brother and sister bullied you so much, you still want to apologize to them?" ”

Wang Youwei coughed a few more times, her face became more and more pale, and she seemed to be really sick, "No, mother, it was Youwei's mistake at the beginning." ”

Lan Mirou listened a little impatiently, "Okay, okay, you little girl, you have your own ideas for doing things since you were a child, and your mother won't interfere much, as long as my baby daughter is happy." ”

Wang Youwei was relieved to see that she didn't ask any more.

There was a sudden knock on the door from outside, and then I remembered the butler's voice, "Madame, Mademoiselle, the lord has come to see Miss." ”

Lan Mirou and Wang Youwei glanced at each other, and the impatience in Lan Mirou's eyes was a little more, "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open, and the housekeeper stood behind the door without coming in, and carefully closed the door after Wang Zhongming entered.

"I heard that Youwei is infected with wind chills?"

Wang Zhongming is nearly middle-aged, and his appearance is not bad, but compared with Jiang Yan's Zhou Zheng, he is a little more feminine, giving people a deep feeling.

Usually, I still love Wang Youwei, and when I heard that she was infected with the wind and cold, I rushed to visit her as soon as possible.

Wang Youwei naturally coughed violently first, and then struggled to get up.

"You'd better lie down." Lan Mirou angrily pressed her back again.

Wang Zhongming also nodded beside him, "Yes, Youwei, don't be polite, just lie down." ”

Wang You raised his head with a white face and smiled at him, "Thank you daddy for your concern, my daughter is very good." ”

Wang Zhongming frowned, "You're like this, and you still say it's okay?" Did you call a doctor to show you? ”

Lan Mirou glanced at him lightly, "The doctor has already come, but he said that Youwei's typhoid fever this time is menacing, if you don't cure it quickly, I'm afraid it will hurt the roots, so I told Youwei to soak in the hot spring water more and slowly recuperate her body." ”

"Soak in the hot tub?"

Wang Zhongming thought for a while, "Okay, Dad, I'll arrange it." ”

Lan Mirou stopped him, "No need, I've already arranged it, tomorrow Youwei will go to her uncle's place for a few days, he has a natural hot spring pool, which is the most suitable for healing the body." ”

Wang Youwei nodded, "Yes, Daddy, the hot spring pool at my uncle's house is very good, and I will definitely be able to regulate Youwei's body soon." ”

Who knew that Wang Zhongming's face changed, and then he refused without thinking, "No, the hot spring pool is not only in his house, what do you want to disturb others?" ”

Lan Mirou and Wang Youwei's eyes looked at him instantly, the former's eyes narrowed, there was already displeasure in his eyes, and the latter looked stunned, as if he didn't expect him to refuse.

The mother and daughter asked in unison, "Why?" ”

Lan Mirou snorted, "We were originally cousins, and Youwei was also quite close to those two children, she wanted to meet them and get along with them more, why couldn't she?" ”

"Also, the Prime Minister's Mansion is so big, Jiang Yan also loves Youwei very much, let Youwei go there for two days, why can't it?"

"Yes, Daddy, don't worry, Youwei will not trouble her uncle, and when she is well adjusted, Youwei will come back immediately."

Wang Youwei lowered his head, his face was pale, and his tone was begging, "Actually, what Youwei wants most is to explain the previous misunderstanding to her cousin and cousin, and Youwei doesn't want to let the two families have a barrier." ”

Wang Zhongming sneered, "You can't explain clearly, if you explain clearly, Jiang Qiyan won't push you into the water and ignore it today." ”

Lan Mirou and Wang Youwei wanted to persuade again, but no matter what the mother and daughter said, Wang Zhongming just didn't agree to Wang Youwei to live in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the end, Lan Mirou was completely impatient, "Wang Zhongming, you gave a specific reason, why didn't you let Youwei go?" ”

"The doctor said that after soaking in the water for too long, the cold air has entered the body, and only the living hot spring pool water is the most effective, so you should find a live hot spring water in Kyoto!"

"Oh, in addition to Jiang's mansion, there is also the emperor's bedroom, is it possible that you can still borrow the emperor's hot spring pool?"