After playing a game of chess, Zhuo Yilan was a little lacking in energy, and retracted back to the bed and half-laid.

Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread.

Emperor Yuan looked at him like this, "Take care of it, don't make any more trouble." ”

"Your Majesty, the minister is sick, and he has no strength to make trouble." Zhuo Yilan is a ruthless character in a certain aspect, and he can be ruthless to himself. As the outside world thinks, he is sick, and he must not take care of the outside, who knows that he is sick on the bed, and he can also knock down Qi Hai, and poke a big Lou Zi out of Prime Minister Song Cheng.

Emperor Yuan came to visit him today, also to remind him.

"Where's the little girl?" Emperor Yuan looked left and right.

Zhuo Yilan said, "If you want to come, of course she has to avoid it." ”

Emperor Yuan was coming over, and the secret guard sent the news.

Without Emperor Yuan's special instructions, Chu Lange needed to avoid seeing him.

Emperor Yuan sat for a while and then returned to the palace.

Chu Lange was not in Qinxiang Garden, but in Zhuo Yilan's study, looking for books to read. After staying for more than an hour, the little maid came over and said that the son was free. The words were not said explicitly, and they could understand that Emperor Yuan left, and Gongzi asked her to go back to Zanglanyuan. However, Chu Lange did not move, he still sat in the study, flipping through the books and reading, until it was almost noon, Chu Lange put down the books and walked out of the study.

Chu Lange walked into the Tibetan Orchid Garden and noticed that the atmosphere was wrong.

The housekeeper stood at the door of the bedroom very anxiously, and the little maid next to him was still holding a food box, but he didn't go in. As soon as the housekeeper saw Chu Lange, he suddenly saw a savior, "Ah, girl, you're back!" It's noon, and the son refuses to eat. ”

"......" Chu Lange was silent.

It's just a meal, why do you look like a dead father?

Chu Lange pushed the door in, originally thought that he would see the angry Zhuo Yilan, but unexpectedly, Zhuo Yilan was wearing a brocade robe, sitting leisurely and elegantly on the low couch, and a pot of hot tea was brewing on the small table, while flipping through the folds, while tasting tea. The chessboard next to it is staggered with black and white, and there is still a chess game. If it weren't for the fact that he was a little sick, I am afraid no one would have thought that he was sick.

"Ah Xiu, I heard that you refuse to eat?" Chu Lange walked over and asked.

Zhuo Yilan's peach blossom eyes raised, "Housekeepers love to make a big fuss." ”

"Is that true?"

"No, this son is waiting for you." So, it's not that my son doesn't eat, it's that you haven't come back!

"......" she had nothing more to say.

It's a soft knife, and she can't say more if she wants to.

Chu Lange said, "Then do you want to eat now?" ”

"Yes." Zhuo Yilan nodded.

Chu Lange walked to the door again and said to the housekeeper.

Soon.

There are a lot of food on the table, most of the dishes are very light, and a few are not, they should be prepared for Chu Lange. When Chu Lange sat down, he picked up the bowl and ate it, ignoring Zhuo Yilan.

Zhuo Yilan was originally waiting for her to shout, but who knew that she ate it herself.

"Ahem, ahem—"

He had a fake cough.

Chu Lange raised his head at this time, "What are you coughing up, do you want me to invite you over for dinner?" ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Now, he's really coughing!

Chu Lange was not distressed at all and continued to eat.

Sometimes shouting that the wolf is coming, shouting too many times, the effect is poor.

Zhuo Yilan could only get up by himself, sit at the dinner table, and do his own food and clothing.

After finishing the meal, the little guy came in and cleaned up.

Chu Lange took the hot tea at this time, sat down leisurely and asked, "I heard that Miss Song was rescued, you don't seem to be in a hurry at all?" ”