The next day, Zhao Qingyan came to the old lady's room early in the morning.

Strange to say, today was the third day of her official return, but the old lady hurriedly called herself to her room. This couldn't help but make Zhao Qingyan think about whether it was because the old lady said that she had little time and wanted to accompany her more. But Zhao Qingyan didn't care about this matter at all.

"Good morning, grandma." Zhao Qingyan came to the old lady's room, and the first time he said hello to the old lady.

At that time, the old lady was still letting the maid comb her hair, and after hearing the voice, she saw Zhao Qingyan's voice from the bronze mirror. But because the maid was making her hair in a bun, the old lady didn't turn her head to look. It's just looking at the bronze mirror to make Zhao Qingyan stand up.

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" The old lady asked, and Zhao Qingyan listened, although she felt strange, but she was still respectful.

"Qingyan slept well yesterday, thank you grandma for your concern."

After Zhao Qingyan said that, the old lady chatted with her there, asking her about her current situation, as well as Wen Zichen's study.

Seeing that breakfast time was coming, the old lady left Zhao Qingyan to eat here.

The maid next to the old lady came to ask the old lady what she wanted to eat, and the old lady looked at Zhao Qingyan. After feeling the sight, Zhao Qingyan looked at the old lady and blinked.

The old lady asked, "Light smoke, do you have anything you want to eat?" ”

Before Zhao Qingyan moved out, breakfast was used in the dining room, so Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but be a little surprised when he heard the old lady say this.

"Grandma, aren't we going to eat in the dining room? Eat straight here? ”

When the old lady heard this, she replied calmly: "My health has been getting worse and worse recently, if I eat outside, because of my special situation, I eat very lightly, and the smell of oil smoke cannot be touched." So I told my son a few days ago that I was eating in the room, light smoke, if you have anything you want to eat, don't be polite. ”

Even if the old lady said so, Zhao Qingyan felt that there was nothing too delicious, her appetite had been slowly cultivated by the restaurant, and now it was becoming more and more uncontrollable. But the past few days, I have been enjoying it with a lot of fish and meat, so Zhao Qingyan thought, since grandma wants to eat something light, then it would be good for her to be a piece.

So Zhao Qingyan said: "Grandma, I can eat anything, as long as you like, I want to eat something lighter recently." ”

Hearing this, the old lady asked again: "Is pea sugar porridge suitable?" ”

"It's all up to grandma."

For a while, the two had nothing to say, but the old lady asked Zhao Qingyan first: "Why don't I seem to see Zichen?" ”

Zhao Qingyan thought of the little guy and smiled.

"Chen'er is probably still sleeping at this time."

As soon as they talked about Wen Zichen, the two seemed to open the conversation, Zhao Qingyan shared with the old lady about Wen Zichen's sleepiness recently, although the old lady thought it was quite interesting, but she was also worried about whether Wen Zichen was sick. Knowing that it was just a habit, the old lady was obviously relieved.

After a while, the old lady said that she was a little tired, and Zhao Qingyan wanted to go back, but she had a notebook in her hand. The old lady asked her to read the script first, and she still had a lot more. Hearing this, Zhao Qingyan stayed in the old lady's room without a fight.

The old lady knew what Zhao Qingyan wanted to eat and what she liked to eat, so she also asked the people below to make a lot of sweet pastries and send them to the room. All mornings, Zhao Qingyan spent the time reading scripts and eating pastries. Seeing that the old lady was asleep, Zhao Qingyan didn't dare to touch too many things from her, but at least she walked around the room.

She saw a lot of things used in embroidery, and saw the old lady's delicate embroidery, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that she didn't have that talent. On the contrary, the old lady had slept very well all morning, and it seemed that it was time for sleepiness. Looking at the old lady's sleeping face, Zhao Qingyan was a little distressed.

In fact, she knows that she left herself here just to prevent Mrs. Cheng from coming to the door. On Wen Zichen's side, if Mrs. Cheng finds the door, she will reveal some rumors, so Mrs. Cheng often disdains to find Wen Zichen. But she is different, Mrs. Cheng can provoke her at any time.

Thinking like this, Zhao Qingyan felt that the old lady should have known about the events of the previous night.

"Ouch." The old lady shouted, and Zhao Qingyan went over to take a look at the situation.

"Grandma, what's wrong, what's wrong?"

The old lady opened her eyes and saw Zhao Qingyan, and said, "I've slept for a long time, and my left body is a little stiff." There was some confusion and grievance in his voice.

Such a childish old lady made Zhao Qingyan like it a little. Zhao Qingyan heard the old lady say this, so he helped the old lady rub her shoulders and hands on the edge of the bed, and the old lady fell asleep again in this comfortable strength.

In the old lady's place, at most, she just helped the old lady beat her shoulders and rub her hands like this, for Zhao Qingyan, it was really much better than facing Mrs. Cheng.

Thinking like this, the strength of Zhao Qingyan's hand became softer, and his eyes became more and more gentle.

Wen Qiao just came to the old lady's room and saw such a picture: the old lady fell asleep comfortably, Zhao Qingyan put the script on her lap, and helped the old lady rub her hands after reading a line or two. It doesn't look so warm.

Wen Qiao, who originally wanted to go in to ask for peace, didn't want to disturb this picture, but Zhao Qingyan found him and put his hand down. The old lady seemed to feel Zhao Qingyan's movements, and she also woke up slowly. After seeing Wen Qiao, the smile on the old lady's face immediately appeared.

Seeing that he was still wearing court clothes, he asked, "Qiao'er, this is just going to court, right?" ”

Wen Qiao nodded and responded: "Yes, grandma, I want to come and say hello to you." ”

Hearing Wen Qiao say this, the old lady smiled. "Qiao'er really has a heart, so she went down to the court, and she came to greet me in this dust, just find a place to sit first, wait for grandma to get up, and then chat with you."

Although Zhao Qingyan wanted to leave, but now that he was leaving, Zhao Qingyan didn't feel very good. Anyway, Wen Qiao has just come in, and leaving at this point in time will inevitably make people think of a lot of things. So Zhao Qingyan also stayed.

originally thought that he would not have a good chat, but Zhao Qingyan was inhaled by the harmonious atmosphere between the old lady and Wen Qiao.

Father Wen, who was passing by the old lady's courtyard outside, heard a burst of laughter from time to time in the room, so he asked the maid at the door, "Who went in?" Mother is so happy. ”

The maid replied, "It's the young lady and the young master." ”

Listening to the voices of a few people inside outside the courtyard, Father Wen felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Obviously, just a few days ago, he and his wife were making a big fuss, wanting to find a marriage for their son, but now they feel that Zhao Qingyan and his son are also quite compatible. Father Wen felt that he had done something wrong, and perhaps he shouldn't have been bent on letting someone else take Zhao Qingyan's place.

After all, it's enough to be happy when you live a lifetime, isn't it?

Thinking so, Father Wen raised his feet and walked in, thinking that he wanted to say goodbye to the old lady.

As soon as the old lady saw it, she teased Father Wen: "What's the wind today?" Blew you here too. ”

"My son is here to say goodbye to my mother."