Lan Qingchuan has been sleepy recently, and Ou Yanzhe saw that she was not as usual, and he was a little worried. After asking Joey, she found out that her personal doctor had been on leave for a while.

"Call Dr. Skinner over tomorrow to show Madame."

Joey nodded in agreement.

Dr. Skinner examined it and there was nothing unusual. After all, he was not Lan Qingchuan's personal doctor, and he didn't know much about her physical condition.

"Marquis, if you are not at ease, you can take Madame to the hospital for examination, it is also safer."

Ou Yanzhe nodded and asked Joey to vacate his itinerary. Lan Qingchuan lay on his side on the bed, sleeping peacefully, his pink face facing him, looking very cute.

Her breathing was light, and Ou Yanzhe reached out to touch her forehead, and his movements were very light, lest he disturb her.

Joey watched from the sidelines, secretly rejoicing.

Lan Qingchuan has a bad appetite these days and eats very little. Ou Yanzhe was anxious, and he didn't know what she liked to eat, so he asked the castle steward, but the steward couldn't say, because Lan Qingchuan's diet has always been mostly medicinal food, and it is a recipe specially formulated by the dietitian according to her physical condition.

Ou Yanzhe sent someone to invite the chef of the Lan family's manor, and the cook invited several of them, and turned over tricks every day to cook food for Lan Qingchuan, and Lan Qingchuan's appetite finally improved. The marquis was a little relieved, he originally planned to go to the hospital for a physical examination, but Joey had just transferred out of the itinerary, but it was delayed due to an incident.

Lan Qingchuan received letters from the Lan family's manor, most of these letters were for Lan Yuanli, most of them were invitations or greetings. In the past, when Lan Yuanli was not in the manor, the letters would be reviewed by Lan Qingchuan on a regular basis, and replies were made according to the date and importance, although it was not a matter of importance, but it took some effort. After Lan Yuanli found out, he didn't want her to spend more energy, so he handed it over to the secretary to deal with. The letter was given back to her by the secretary.

This is a letter across the ocean. She opened it and saw that it was a wedding invitation from the Ling family of S City on the other side of the ocean. She flipped through it, and there was a letter written to her by Mrs. Ling, and she missed it a lot.

The Ling family is still kind to her, but on the other side of the ocean, it is a homeland and a sad place.

Lan Qingchuan looked at the date, just three days later.

As soon as Ou Yanzhe returned to the castle, the steward came to report with a bitter face, saying that Madame had not eaten dinner today. He had just returned from Marta Palace, and Steward Joy was looking down to remove the family crest from his collar. is also in and out of the palace, and his temperament is extraordinarily solemn. Even if he only raised his eyelids, the steward could feel the oncoming pressure.

"It's too late, won't you figure it out for yourself?" Ou Yanzhe loosened his neckline, frowned and asked, "What about Madam?" ”

The steward did not dare to take a breath and replied in the piano room.

Ou Yanzhe didn't look at him, just raised his legs and left. The steward grabbed Joey and reminded him quietly: "Madame is very abnormal today, she has been in the piano room all afternoon, and the food has not been touched several times. ”

When Ou Yanzhe pushed the door and came in, the room was dark and dreary, and the windows were not closed. Lan Qingchuan was wearing an apricot-colored cardigan and sleeping in the couch, she had just fallen asleep and woke up at the sound of a sound.

"You're back." She sat up and was picked up by him.

Ou Yanzhe carried her out, and the lights in the spacious corridor were dazzling. Lan Qingchuan squinted, grabbed his arm and said in a dumb voice, "You let me down." ”

Her face was as usual, and her eyes were full of heavy tiredness.

"Listen to the steward, you didn't have dinner?" He didn't let go, frowning, "That's not going to work, I'll let Joy Wen bring the porridge into the room." ”

Lan Qingchuan shook his head, "I don't have much appetite. ”

"Nonsense." He lectured.