So the little guy directly handed back the post, and personally led Zhao Hao to the main room of Lanjing and Chu Lian.

When he arrived at the door of the main tent, the little maid handed the greeting note to the little maid standing at the door, and after a while, Lan Jing personally came out to greet Zhao Hao to talk.

Zhao Hao went in to take a look, and there were two large chairs in the door, a carved square table in the middle, with hot milk tea on it, and a large brocade screen on the left, embroidered with huge flowers of phoenix wearing peonies, although the room looked simple, but the style was good.

Lan Jing gave up his seat to Zhao Hao, Xiao Haozi hurriedly bowed down, refused again and again, and bowed directly to Lan Jing before saying:

"Our prince instructed me to send the prayer post, so that you can read it yourself immediately, and if there is a reply, let me bring it back."

Lan Jing has already read the prayer post, and the words of the splendid group are written:

"Deputy Steward of Lan Jing, my house now needs a housekeeper's wife to help take care of the affairs in the courtyard, but because Mrs. Leng Qingqiu's body is slightly rippling, she can't do it herself, so I ask Mrs. Lan to bring Miss Lan Keman to the house to assist in the affairs of the inner courtyard, for two days, he will thank you again every day!"

After reading Lan Jing, his brain, which was already not very clear because he was taking care of Chu Lian, became even more confused, and he looked at it several times, but he couldn't figure out what it meant at this time, and what kind of invitation this was, so he said to Zhao Hao truthfully:

"Please also go back and report to the little prince, my wife has a fever and is sick in bed because of the birthday of my little daughter Lan Keman a few days ago, and it should be a cold, so I can't help, and I'm afraid to go to the palace, and then bring the illness to the palace, but it's very inappropriate! I would also like to ask you to intercede for us. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed over a small ingot of snow-white silver as a thank you gift, Xiao Haozi hurriedly knelt down and thanked him, but his hands kept clenching his fists, and he did not accept the gift, took a few steps back, turned around and rode away.

When Xiao Haozi completely relayed what Lan Jing said to Ling Xingyue, Ling Xingyue didn't care whether the previous reason was appropriate or not, and hurriedly called the two best doctors in the mansion who had already been ordered to call over, and ordered:

"You two quickly go to the Lan Mansion with Zhao Hao, even if you do your best, you must cure Mrs. Lan's illness as soon as possible, cut it!"

Suddenly, it occurred to me that Chu Lian was the wife of Lanjing, and in this dynasty, she was a woman, and she was definitely not willing to let the male doctor go to the couch to see the illness unless she had to, and it seemed more appropriate to bring the official doctor woman from Sifu with her.

Ling Xingyue thought about it again and again, although it would let this guy know that Lan Keman's mother Chu Lian was sick, but if she didn't bring that famous official doctor girl, Ling Xingyue would still not be able to put her mind at ease after all.

In fact, speaking of which, Ling Xingyue's feelings for Chu Lian had not yet reached such a deep point, after all, Ling Xingyue had not had much intersection with Chu Lian, if it weren't for the fact that he was deeply worried about Chu Lian's illness, it would be too fake.

And the reason why Ling Xingyue was so concerned about whether Chu Lian's body had improved was entirely because of Lan Keman's dark complexion, the sorrow between her eyebrows, Ling Xingyue couldn't bear the thoughts, every time she went to Lan Mansion to visit quietly, she would always feel heartache because of Lan Keman's eyes that quietly left tears, so that later, when she saw the pair of plain and slender brocade embroidered shoes in her eyes, her heart would jump suddenly, and thousands of worries were blocked in her throat, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Therefore, for the sake of Lan Keman, no matter what, Chu Lian's illness had to be cured, and Ling Xingyue was inconvenient to personally enter the mansion to check and participate in the treatment, so he thought of the idea of sending the doctor to the Lan Mansion, and carefully considered Chu Lian, and wrote a letter to a clever little guy, asking him to ride a fast horse to Si Mansion, and hand over the letter to Si Jinyao himself, not to pretend to be with others.

The little guy was also very clever, and he received the letter, without a single question, this is also the rule of King Ling's Mansion, as long as he tries his best to implement the arrangement, don't ask, let alone inquire about the master's thoughts and whereabouts.

Ling Xingyue also had his own careful thoughts in doing this, although he repeatedly told himself that he would hand over Lan Keman to Situ before the full moon next year, so that she could live happily and happily, and go through her peaceful and peaceful life with Situ.

But as long as he glanced at Lan Keman, he could no longer do what he originally thought, as long as he saw Lan Keman so softly out of the corner of his eye, no matter how many times reason told him that he wanted to stay away from the cold Lan Keman as soon as possible, and he wanted to hand her over to Situ, but those slender glass phoenix eyes were always uncontrollably like sweetened maple sugar, entangled in Lan Keman's body.

The sadness on her cheeks made Ling Xingyue unable to endure the heartache for a while, and when she saw those misty and wet eyes, Ling Xingyue would immediately have endless thoughts and shameless courage.

Whenever this happens, Ling Xingyue would always uncontrollably release another very small voice in her head:

"It's not yet the full moon next month, I should seize these precious time, even if I use all my strength, I must try to ensure that Man'er can live happily and happily in these few days, if there are two or three more days that can make her feel happy and dazzling happiness like brilliant fireworks, then I will be more content!"

Whenever the voice in his head and the voice of reason in his heart are in a battle and dialogue, in the end, it is often Ling Xingyue, the referee, who waves his hand and judges that the "fireworks" in his mind win, and there is no need for any "two wins in three games" or "three wins in five games", one game is life and death, the voice of reason in his heart just whispered out his thoughts, and was slapped back by Ling Xingyue, the referee, and on the way back, he was still squeezed and left with a lost appearance, and reluctantly returned to a small place in his heart, and "bang". Jumping feet complained.

After a short time, a small servant came to report that the carriage of the Si family escorted the official doctor girl of Sifu had come to the gate of Ling Xingyue's palace, Ling Xingyue heard that she went out to greet her in person, and humbly gave a simple greeting to the official doctor girl, and the frightened official doctor girl also quickly knelt down in the carriage and bowed to the ground, in order to undertake this important meeting gift of the prince of the military candidate.

Ling Xingyue hurriedly bent down to help the official doctor girl with her own hands, and ordered a girl to come over and accompany the official doctor to serve in the car, and then stood outside the car and said to her word by word:

"Today's trouble, the official doctor and the woman have worked hard along the way, because of the urgency of the situation, I will not invite the official doctor and the woman into the house to use tea, I hope you will forgive me"