Chu Lange smiled and stopped talking.

"Isn't that a matter resolved, why are you still coming to the teahouse?" Zhuo Yilan asked in a low voice.

Chu Lange said, "Talk to those children, so that they don't have to guard." ”

In order to relieve those children, Zhuo Fu deliberately set aside a piece of land outside the city, built some rooms to live in, and let them cultivate their own land to raise poultry and livestock. It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. As long as everyone is diligent, they are still not afraid of starvation, and Zhuo Fu has done a good job. Therefore, Chu Lange came over this time to inform the little beggars.

The two of them sat in the teahouse for a while.

Chu Lange went to see the little beggar, and they also returned home.

Back to the house.

Zhuo Yilan followed her to Qinchun Garden.

Chu Lange asked casually, "How about you enter the palace?" ”

"The goal is to achieve ......"

Zhuo Yilan proposed a two-month deadline to Emperor Yuan because she would leave Beijing in two months.

Chu Lange was keenly aware that Zhuo Yilan had something on his mind. But if he didn't say it, she wouldn't be able to ask. Following Chu Lange into the house, Zhuo Yilan immediately let his subordinates leave, he threw away the hat on his body as if he was a little irritable, and walked towards Chu Lange's bed, taking off his boots as he went, three or two jumped on the bed, lifted the cotton jacket and got into it neatly.

This action ...... It's pure.

Chu Lange asked, "Aren't you busy?" ”

"Not busy." No matter how busy you are, it's not as important as chasing your daughter-in-law.

She wondered again, "I thought you should be busy lately." ”

Zhuo Yilan only glanced at her lightly and did not answer.

The two of them didn't speak for the rest of the day, each doing their own thing.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep, and she picked up a book and flipped through it.

Even if there is no communication, it still makes people feel that the years are quiet. Zhuo Yilan didn't know when he had opened his eyes and looked at her quietly, his soft eyes were extremely focused, but even he didn't know it, there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

Now he's not wearing a mask!

A beautiful man in his prosperous life, lying on the bed, isn't there a little temptation for her?

After lying down for so long, she still didn't see it...... No, I don't care.

"Lan Ge, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Zhuo Yilan found a topic at random to break the dullness of the room.

Chu Lange flipped through the book and said, "What about you? What are you going to do? ”

"My son will ask you first."

"Oh."

"......" That's it? Gone?

Zhuo Yilan didn't wait for her to follow, and said in a muffled voice: "What does a sound mean?" ”

"The purpose of my return to Beijing has been achieved. The rest of the time is with you, you arrange. Chu Lange actually wanted to stay in Zhuo Mansion to exercise or read books, etc., but she still remembered that she had promised him to accompany him for two months, in fact, the specific time would not be two months, and it had been more than ten days since she promised Yu Feiyin. Therefore, the time spent in Beijing is about a month and a half.

Chu Lange, who was looking at the book, didn't know that a certain son on the bed was cloudy and sunny because of her words.

Zhuo Yilan said: "Lan Ge, what do you want to do with Song Qinghe?" ”

"Aren't you using her as bait?" Chu Lange asked rhetorically.

He replied, "I have sent those corpses to the palace today, and I guess the fish will not be baited again." ”

"Not necessarily, if you use it well, you might be able to catch a big fish." Chu Lange said meaningfully.

Zhuo Yilan thought for a moment, and then he understood.

So, the two discussed what to do next.