"Mother!" Wen Zichen's face was full of excitement the moment he saw Zhao Qingyan, and tears flashed faintly in his eyes.

Except for when he crossed over, Zhao Qingyan had never seen Wen Zichen so panicked, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, because he was eager to leave yesterday, so Zhao Qingyan did not explain to Wen Zichen.

Now it seems that she was really wrong.

"Mother, don't go." Wen Zichen's hand holding Zhao Qingyan tightened, and there was a little crying in his words.

It seems that the time will come again when Zhao Qingyan has just crossed over, and Wen Zichen is also like this, which is distressing.

"If my mother doesn't leave, my mother will always accompany Chen'er." Zhao Qingyan comforted softly, her slightly heavy eyes were like a thousand miles of starlight, very bright.

Wen Zichen was silent, drooping his little head and losing his usual aura, his face that should have been ruddy was all pale at this time, just like a person who had not recovered from a long-term illness, Zhao Qingyan's brows furrowed tightly.

"Chen'er, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so bad? But where is the discomfort? Zhao Qingyan gently patted the person in his arms to soothe, looking at Lixia who wanted to speak and stopped, his heart was full of doubts.

"Damn it! The little master hasn't eaten for a day. Lixia knelt down to plead guilty, and his heart was full of fear.

"What the hell is going on?"

Haven't eaten in a day? No wonder Wen Zichen is so listless, people are iron and rice are steel, how can he do without eating.

Lixia immediately explained the reason, yesterday Zhao Qingyan was taken away by the people of Huaienhou Mansion, Wen Zichen's meals on weekdays are cooked by Zhao Qingyan himself, Zhao Qingyan left Wen Zichen and couldn't eat, Lixia also tried many methods to no avail.

Has anorexia returned? During this time, under Zhao Qingyan's recuperation, Wen Zichen's anorexia has disappeared a lot, but he didn't expect it to recur so suddenly.

So how long did she leave, and how long did Chen'er be hungry? Zhao Qingyan didn't dare to imagine.

After a long time, Zhao Qingyan spoke: "Get up, I don't blame you, it's me who didn't think it through." Let's go back first. ”

Carrying Wen Zichen into the carriage, Zhao Qingyan let people drive away, Wen Zichen seemed to be tired, and fell asleep on the soft collapse of the carriage in a daze.

When he arrived at Zhuangzi, Wen Zichen woke up faintly, and his face was still the same ugly.

Zhao Qingyan looked uncomfortable, thinking about what to do to eliminate Zichen's anorexia.

"What would you like to eat today?" Do you want me to make you some mung bean cake? ”

Zhao Qingyan thought about it, and suddenly thought of mung bean cake, this is a very cool pastry, even if people who have no appetite will be in a good mood after eating two bites, on, many Zhao Qingyan also like to eat this kind of dessert on weekdays, and besides, Zichen will definitely not be able to eat the staple food at this time, it is better to eat a little pastry.

In fact, even Wen Zichen himself didn't know what he wanted to eat, he only knew that he didn't want to eat anything now, even if he just saw food, he would be sick to his stomach. Even if you force the food down, you may be spit it out again in the next second.

However, he didn't want his mother to worry, so he nodded and stood aside listlessly with his head drooped.

Zhao Qingyan felt distressed, and immediately rushed into the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients, the mung bean cake is not difficult, and the top priority is to let Wen Zichen cushion his stomach first.

The process with high strength is quite simple, after covering the steamer, Zhao Qingyan thought about it and decided to add a little hawthorn cake, hawthorn cake has an appetizing effect, maybe it can also arouse Zichen's appetite.

After doing all this, Zhao Qingyan clapped his hands and left the kitchen and walked outside, while Zichen had been standing outside, wanting to go in to help but was a little afraid to go in.

Seeing Zhao Qingyan coming out, Wen Zichen came over a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry for worrying you." ”

He is very indifferent on weekdays, but when he encounters such a thing, he becomes like a child, Zhao Qingyan is even more distressed, and he really can't imagine how ruthless the original owner can be to attack such a sensible child. If Wen Zichen was a modern child, there would definitely be a lot of high-end medical drugs that could cure this disease, but now he has suffered so much in ancient times, but fortunately, she is here.

Zhao Qingyan walked over and slowly touched his head: "Chen'er, we are a family." ”

Wen Zichen lowered his head and didn't say anything, Zhao Qingyan couldn't see the other party's demeanor clearly, and he didn't bother to care about whether this child was grateful or had other ideas, Zhao Qingyan only knew that Wen Zichen's anorexia had to be completely solved.

After the two chatted for a while, the mung bean cake was finally ready, Wen Zichen looked at the mung bean cake that Zhao Qingyan took out, a little hesitant, and took it over to pretend to eat a bite, so that Zhao Qingyan could feel at ease.

But the moment he ate it, Wen Zichen's appetite came up at once, and he swallowed what he was holding, his eyes were bright.

There was no nausea or vomiting, and after a while, I realized that I had eaten all the mung bean cakes, and Zhao Qingyan looked at himself with a smile on the side.

"Finished eating? There's also a little hawthorn cake here, let's eat it together. Under the guidance of Zhao Qingyan, Wen Zichen quickly ate all the pastries on the table.

Wen Zichen's little belly was round, and he even walked a little slower, Zhao Qingyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, just eat it.

"Madam, the pothos girl is awake!" The subordinate stood respectfully at the door to report, bursts of aroma lingered on the tip of his nose, and the subordinate couldn't help but take a few sips.

Pothos wakes up!

After Zhao Qingyan listened, he was a little happy in his heart.

This girl went through so much hardship before to find herself, and now she has finally woken up, if she can't wake up again, Zhao Qingyan is a little worried, whether it will leave sequelae.

Carrying his clothes, he hurried to the room where the pothos was lying, Zhao Qingyan soon saw the girl, because after a few days of bedridden, the pothos's face had lost a whole circle.

The moment she saw Zhao Qingyan, Luluo almost jumped off the bed with joy: "Miss, I finally woke up, I've been dreaming of you in my dreams, I know you've been calling me, but I just can't wake up!" ”

As she spoke, the pothos cried.

She was worried that she would die like this in her dream, so she kept forcing herself to stay awake, but now the moment she really saw Zhao Qingyan, Lu Luo felt that her whole person was alive.

"Okay, okay, such a beautiful little girl, don't cry, the more you cry, the uglier it gets, I finally rescued you from the hands of Hades, you must not go back."

Zhao Qingyan hugged the pothos and comforted softly, according to the age of the pothos, she is still a little girl, she should be spoiled by the family, but she has experienced so much.

"Slave and maid should die, slave and maid have transgressed." The green pothos seemed to have thought of something and left Zhao Qingyan's arms, and stood aside with her eyes down, her eyes still red.

"Why are you and I so unfamiliar?" Zhao Qingyan couldn't laugh or cry, it was these broken rules, fortunately she didn't cross into those high-walled courtyards, and it was not bad to have this place where Zhuangzi lived freely.