Lan Keman also laughed together, this heartfelt laughter, it seems that it has not been a long time, in the past few days when her mother was sick, Lan Keman only understood what it means to live like a year, what is a deep love between husband and wife, and what is guilt and worry.

The whole Lan family finally breathed a long sigh of relief, and their very gentle, slightly cute and naughty housewife finally woke up......

Lan Keman took care of his mother this time, his body was already tired, coupled with psychological guilt, which aggravated this feeling of tiredness, so on the night when his mother was completely healed, Lan Keman only felt sleepy and sore, and rested on the couch early, thinking that he could finally sleep comfortably, and he must sleep until three poles on the sun tomorrow, no, it is five poles on the day and then get up, anyway, there are two days of vacation given by Zhuang Xuexue, Lan Keman doesn't want to do anything in these two days, and he is even more reluctant to make up for his schoolwork, I just want to sleep lazily for two days, and no one can wake up.

The night is as cool as water, the Milky Way leaks, under the cedar tree outside the Lan Keman window, a touch of ink and white juan's robe is wrapped in a person Changxin standing, looking at the eyes of Lan Keman's window and a line of starlight across the water.

Ling Xingyue's heart was full of frost, her eyes were full of broken crystals, and finally she saw Man'er's pretty and slightly pale smiling face again, Ling Xingyue's heart was full of enthusiasm, and her feelings jumped, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously overflowed with a relieved smile, hidden into the twilight, and could not be found again.

The next day, in the Sijia School, not long after Ling Xingyue's morning class, he suddenly raised his hand to signal Zhuang Xuexue, Zhuang Xuexue looked up and asked him to stand up and reply, but Ling Xingyue walked to Zhuang Xuexue with a slight tremble, and handed his forehead over, Zhuang Xuexue was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise:

"Ling Xingyue, Ling Xiao Wangye, what are you doing here?!"

Ling Xingyue stretched out a palm, the five fingers were white and slender, and the bones were distinct, and grabbed Zhuang Xuexue's right hand holding the pen, which scared Zhuang Xuexue, and before Zhuang Xuexue got angry, he quickly put that hand on his forehead, and said in pain:

"Zhuang Xue, I have a high fever, can you touch my forehead? I may need to go home to recuperate! Ahem, ahem! ”

After Ling Xingyue finished speaking, she immediately coughed violently for a while, and anyone who heard the cough felt that it was simply hoarse, and the wind chill was very serious.

Several students in the class below immediately covered their mouths and noses, worried that Ling Xingyue's cough would infect them, but Zhuang Xuexue didn't care, stretched out his palm and stroked Ling Xingyue's forehead seriously for a long time, and then said with a strange face:

"It's true that you have a fever, but why is your fever so high, you don't feel like you're about to pass out, do you?"

Ling Xingyue muttered in her heart:

"It turned out that I accidentally consumed too much spiritual power, could it be that the body temperature rose too high?"

Busy and serious, he reached out and stroked his forehead, but the palm of his hand was also hot and hot, and Ling Xingyue couldn't figure out if he was too "high fever".

But I couldn't care so much for a while, so I was busy sending Zhuang Xuexue's palm back respectfully, and subconsciously stuffed the brush that he was just holding into the palm of his hand, while "coughing cough" at Zhuang Xuexue made a look like he was about to faint, and his voice in his mouth was slightly hoarse:

"Zhuang Xuexue, cough cough, I feel a little like I'm going to faint, I'm afraid I have to go back to the house immediately to recuperate, I'm sorry, Zhuang Xuexue, student Ling Xingyue needs to take a day off with you and go home...... Go home and rest...... Take a break......"

Zhuang Xuexue saw that Ling Xingyue suddenly looked like he was about to die, and he was also shocked in his heart, don't let this little prince fall ill in his own school again, it would be a big disrespect, so he quickly stood up and supported him, and asked:

"Are you really alright? Ling Xiao Wangye? It's really not good, ask two people to send you home, right?! ”

When Ling Xingyue heard this, she thought to herself:

"Oh, grandma, am I pretending to be too much again?"

Hurriedly cheered up some more and said with some reluctance:

"Zhuang Xuexue, don't bother everyone to go to class, I'm fine, there is no problem at all to walk by myself, there is a royal carriage at the door, you don't have to worry about me at all, you can just go to class!" I'm leaving now, and I won't clean up the bookcase, so I'll tidy it up next time! Don't bother Zhuang Pedant's teaching! ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhuang Xuexue to reply, Ling Xingyue hurriedly walked slightly steady and staggered, slightly calm and slightly floating, and hurriedly bypassed the screen, and walked towards the gate of Sijia Academy a little crookedly.

Zhuang Xuexue always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was abnormal, so he shook his head randomly and instructed the students below:

"Although it is still spring, but the spring cold is steep, and the spring cold is still very serious.

The students were busy answering:

"Got it!"

……

Ling Xingyue listened to the sound in the school hall and drifted away, turned around the corner of the house, looked back and saw that there was no one behind her, and the school could no longer see, so she immediately straightened up, smiled playfully, quickened her pace, and walked towards the carriage at the door.

Because Lan Keman's holiday was still two days away, Ling Xingyue hadn't been alone for many days, and he missed that girl very much, so with a turn of his brain, he thought of a way to use spiritual power to raise his body temperature, so that Zhuang Xuexue could feel that he had a fever and ask himself for a day off, Ling Xingyue wanted to visit Lan Keman, and he couldn't wait to see her, even if he just had a word with her.

Fortunately, this dynasty does not have a thermometer, otherwise this old master Zhuang trembled and took out a mercury thermometer, since you Ling Xingyue has a fever, let's quickly try to ask questions, at that time, Ling Xingyue really opened eight mouths on his body and couldn't explain why he had a high fever of almost fifty degrees, and he could still talk and walk, this physique is really rare in the world.

Thinking of the thrill just now, Ling Xingyue didn't realize it, "Flutter!" "Smiled, fortunately, Zhuang Xuexue was old after all, and he didn't even find out his little tricks, otherwise how could he be lazy to visit Lan Keman.

Outside the door of the Sijia School, the carriage of King Ling's Mansion has been waiting quietly, the coachman and the little servant Zhao Hao were bored, both of them closed their eyes slightly, and their hands were intertwined into their cuffs to pretend to sleep, and suddenly they heard Ling Xingyue cough lightly, and they were startled.

After all, Xiao Haozi was still a little smarter, and he didn't show the slightest surprise on his face, but he hurriedly jumped out of the carriage, bowed his arms, and gave a simple salute, and then bent down and moved out of the stool with both hands, and placed it at Ling Xingyue's feet, and then carefully helped Ling Xingyue to sit in the car, without a word of ask.