Chapter 162: Swimming in the Lake

"It turned out to be a lake tour." Wen Xian'an opened it and simply glanced at it to know what Lan Yue was trying to express.

Qingling took the invitation letter and asked, "Miss, do you want to go?"

"Naturally, I have to go, as the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I have to go, and I have to participate in this kind of occasion, even if I don't like this kind of occasion." Wen Xian'an looked at the courtyard, talking to Qingling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Miss, what day is it to go to the lake? It's also good to arrange a trip for the lady. ”

Naturally, they will not go out like ordinary people's homes, they will definitely bring their entourage, as for who to bring, how to dress up, they all need to be prepared in advance.

"The day after tomorrow, it's still early, I don't know what awaits me!" Wen Xian'an is not in a hurry, she doesn't show much expectation, and she doesn't have expectations.

"Miss, you haven't had dinner yet! Let's go inside and eat. "Qingling did not go on about swimming in the lake.

Wen Xian'an also entered the room, and dinner had already been set up for her.

A few plates of side dishes, simple and exquisite, also meet Wen Xian'an's appetite.

Wen Xian'an is used to the delicacies of the mountains and seas, and occasionally eats a little side dish and feels very delicious, but he does not have much appetite for those big fish and meat.

"Light, let's do it together." Wen Xian'an held chopsticks, and his movements were no different from ordinary people, but because of Wen Xian'an's slender and slender fingers, his temperament was different from that of ordinary people.

Qingling shook his head, "Miss, you can eat quickly, Qingling will be waiting by the side." ”

Wen Xian'an told her that she also knew that she was a maid, and eating at the same table with Wen Xian'an was disrespectful to Wen Xian'an, and she couldn't do this.

Wen Xian'an didn't ask for lightness, and chewed slowly and ate slowly.

"Alright." Wen Xian'an wiped her mouth elegantly, signaling that these things could be put away.

Qingling clapped his hands, and immediately came to clean up.

"Miss, you've been eating less and less lately, and you've lost a lot of weight, which is not good." Seeing that Wen Xian'an was getting thinner and thinner, Qingling only felt distressed.

From childhood to adulthood, Wen Xian'an couldn't eat too much, and the things he ate were also arranged by Wen Chao, even if he ate it, someone taught Wen Xian'an.

Before the end of the day, Wen Xian'an needed Wen Chao's consent to go to Beijing to play, and she was restricted everywhere, and the planning between the days was also arranged by Wen Chao, and she was taught everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she had to learn a lot of things.

Qingling has always felt that her own young lady is really tired.

Fortunately, after Wen Xian'an grew up, Wen Chao followed Wen Xian'an, and there was no such restriction on Wen Xian'an.

He has been taught everything, and Wen Xian'an has not disappointed him, and now, it depends on Wen Xian'an's own ability.

He, the father, can only pave the way, but Wen Xian'an has to go by himself.

"Light, you feel wrong, I'm still in this body, I'm not thin, and I'm full of food." Wen Xian'an stood up.

Habitually, Wen Xian'an likes to go outside for a walk after eating.

When the breeze blew, she felt that the wind was gentle......

"I'm ready to rest." Wen Xian'an moved twice and prepared to go back to the room to rest.

She was a little tired.

Qingling followed Wen Xian'an to serve her.

The next day, Wen Xian'an went to the hospital alone and quietly, and asked if there were any problems that were difficult to solve recently, An Sheng said no, everything was as usual, and Wen Xian'an returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

With his master still in White Peony, Wen Xian'an was not worried about any problems in the medical hall at all.

"Miss, you won't take me with you." Seeing that Wen Xian'an was back, Qingling muttered to Wen Xian'an.

She also wanted to follow Wen Xian'an to the hospital, she didn't want Wen Xian'an to leave her here alone, she didn't like the feeling of staying alone in Anyuan at all.

"It's not suitable for a little girl like you, I don't take you there for your own good." Wen Xian'an touched his light head and went back to the room to change clothes.

Only in the Wen Mansion, Wen Xian'an minds his dress.

Even if she lives again, she really wants to be a safe salted fish, but she also needs to keep it neat.

"Miss." Qingling stomped her feet, and also followed Wen Xian'an, she just wanted to beg Wen Xian'an, hoping that Wen Xian'an would take her with her when she went out.

Wen Xian'an changed into a red dress and tied his belt, and then he talked to Qingling.

"Would you like to have a chance to take you there in the future?" Wen Xian'an is spoiled for lightness.

Nodding with a light smile, she knew that Wen Xian'an was very good to her, and because of this goodness, she also enjoyed this goodness.

"Did you send a reply?" Wen Xian'an asked lightly.

She received the invitation letter, and she also wanted people to reply, and it was impossible not to reply.

"Delivered." Seeing that Wen Xian'an asked about this, Qing Ling answered truthfully.

Wen Xian'an didn't pay attention to this.

Since it's all gone, she doesn't need to worry.

Wen Xian'an also sat on the swing, "Qingling, come and give me a push." ”

"Okay!" She responded lightly, and when she stood behind Wen Xian'an, she pushed Wen Xian'an up, and asked Wen Xian'an worriedly if she could do it, she was afraid that if she pushed too hard, Xian'an would be afraid.

Wen Xian'an is very weak here in Qingling, and Qingling is unwilling to let Wen Xian'an be injured because of himself.

"It's okay, push hard." Wen Xian'an's hands grasped the two ropes, enjoying the feeling.

"Light, it's fun!"

Wen Xian'an was having a good time, and the sound of laughter was like a silver bell, which made people can't help but raise the corners of their mouths when they hear it.

Wen Xian'an hasn't laughed so presumptuous for a long time, usually she has always smiled without showing her teeth, and she is a little constrained by the rules.

Day 2

"Miss, let's wear this red dress, it looks even better, and Miss looks good in red." Qingling took another red suit.

Wen Xian'an shook his head, "Change to a light purple one, this body is too tired." ”

Qingling could only give up this idea, she knew that her own young lady didn't like to dress too flamboyant to compare with the rest of the young ladies.

"Miss, you are the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so naturally you have to dress luxuriously."

"It's okay, it's better to keep it simple, after all, it's to go to the lake, not to fight for Yan."

Qingling also combed Wen Xian'an with a simple hairstyle according to what Wen Xian'an liked in the past, and it was done.

"Let's go."

Wen Xian'an took the light spirit and got into the carriage.

The location of this tour of the lake is in Qingyang Lake, a famous scenic spot in the capital, because now many young ladies are invited, many people and people who come to Qingyang Lake to play pay attention to the carriages coming and going.

Wen Xian'an also got off the carriage.

"Whose lady is this?"