Because he ate sweets that he didn't like, Lu Zheng always felt that a sweetness in his throat couldn't be suppressed, and he couldn't relieve it after drinking a big sip of tea, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Just as I was about to take another sip of tea to press it, there was a small golden cake in front of me.

Lu Zheng saw An Sheng's hand that had not been fully withdrawn, and his eyebrows immediately relaxed, and the sweetness in his throat disappeared all at once.

An Sheng sandwiched it for him, it was a small pretzel shortbread that he liked, he didn't like to eat sweet, but he liked this salty, fragrant and crispy baked small cake.

An Sheng saw Lu Zhengguang looking at him, but he didn't eat the cake, so he asked in a low voice: "Don't the prince like to eat this shortbread?" What does the prince like to eat, I will help the prince clip it. ”

Because of Mother Lin's special preference for care, almost all the snacks were placed in front of An Sheng, only the amber walnut kernel was in Lu Zheng's hand, but Lu Zheng took a bite and drank two large sips of tea, so An Sheng guessed that Lu Zheng probably didn't like sweet.

That's why she gave Lu Zheng salty pretzels, but Lu Zheng didn't eat them, An Sheng couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the dim sum prepared by Mother Lin didn't have Lu Zheng's favorite food?

Mother Lin naturally can't be so confused, even if she likes An Sheng again, she won't really cross Lu Zheng in the end, in her heart, she naturally cares more about Lu Zheng, so how can she not prepare the snacks that Lu Zheng likes to eat.

It's just that Lu Zheng was stunned when he saw people, but it was just a misunderstanding, but he couldn't blame Mother Lin.

Lu Zheng also came back to his senses at this time, hurriedly lowered his head and picked up the little shortbread, and then said to An Sheng: "No, I like this very much, I like it very much." ”

Actually, what he wants to say is that as long as it's you clipping, I like it.

However, in front of Mother Lin, these words could not be said in any way.

Lu Zheng only ate one of the pretzels, and Lin came back.

When several people heard the movement, they got up to look, and were about to go out, when they saw the Lin family hurriedly coming in.

Seeing that they were all standing, Lin smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Sit down, don't worry about me, I'll just go over by myself." ”

As he spoke, Lin had already removed his cloak and came to the table.

Naturally, An Sheng would not really sit and wait for the Lin family to come over, and neither would Lu Zheng and Lin's mother, so several people still waited for the Lin family to sit down before they sat down.

The maid re-served the hot tea, and the dim sum was served a few new dishes.

An Sheng saw that they were all soft, chewy and easy to digest.

An Sheng was careful, and when he saw that Lin had a little cyan under his eyes, he asked: "Madame, please forgive me for daring to ask Madame, is your appetite a little bad these days, or is your spleen and stomach a little unbalanced?" ”

As soon as An Sheng's words came out, Lin was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with a smile, "Isn't it, I always feel that my appetite is not very good these days, and I always feel unrestrained when I eat, but I didn't expect that this girl of yours has not even diagnosed her pulse, so she can see it at a glance." ”

Mother Lin was also surprised, and then thought of An Sheng's ability, and felt a little taken for granted.

An Sheng's medical skills, even if she hadn't seen them a few times with her own eyes, she had heard a lot, Master Puyun's proud disciples, and her medical skills were naturally not bad.

If you want to say that Lin's problem is not a day or two, it will be committed almost every winter, so it can be regarded as an old disease, over the years, good doctors have not seen less, and good medicines have not been eaten, but the effect has not been great.

Mother Lin still has a lot of trust in An Sheng's ability, because she is worried about Lin's body, so when she heard An Sheng's question at this time, she didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly asked: "Miss An Sheng, our wife has been suffering from this symptom for some years, and she will be annoyed every winter, and she doesn't know how much medicine she has eaten, but it can't be cured. ”

Lin didn't expect Mother Lin to ask An Sheng these things so suddenly, afraid that An Sheng would think too much, so he hurriedly smiled and stopped, "Don't listen to Mother Lin's alarmism, where is it so serious, people are old, there are always some small problems, it's okay, I pay more attention to it, it's nothing." ”

Her little problem is indeed an old disease, so many imperial doctors in the palace are helpless, and even Master Puyun helped to see it back then, but it didn't have much effect, she is not like An Sheng.

After all, she knew exactly where this little problem came about.

I didn't think much of the anger I was angry in the confinement at first, but then it slowly became apparent.

When she was a girl in the past, Chang Ting's own mother said that women should pay attention to confinement, not to work hard, let alone be angry and sad, and have too many emotional ups and downs.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world, and it is impossible to turn back the time of regret afterwards.

This is the crux of the woman's problem, she has seen it all these years, and she only blames herself for not thinking about it back then, and she was forced to get so angry during the confinement.

Just thinking about it, I heard An Sheng ask, "Can my aunt allow me to take the pulse?" ”

When Lin heard this, she naturally stretched out her hand and asked An Sheng to diagnose her pulse.

An Sheng actually had some guesses in his heart, but he was still uncertain, and after checking the pulse, he was sure.

After a while, An Sheng withdrew his hand and asked, "Dare to ask Auntie, how long have you had such symptoms?" ”

After listening to An Sheng's words, Lin seemed to think back to the past, and after sighing secretly, he replied: "This symptom has been around for some years, I'm afraid it has been sixteen years." ”

Lu Zheng is exactly sixteen this year, and Lin said that his symptoms have been sixteen years, and An Sheng is sure that he is right.

However, for the sake of prudence, she still asked again: "Then let me ask one more question, did my aunt ever get angry and sad when she was in confinement?" ”

At this time, there was no one else in the house, and An Sheng was not too taboo, so he asked directly.

She actually already had some guesses in her heart, but it was about the secret of the Lu family many years ago, and she couldn't make a conclusion.

"Back then," Lin sighed louder this time, at least everyone heard it, she looked at An Sheng, her eyes seemed to be a little moist, "You are not an outsider, my aunt will not hide it from you, when I gave birth to Zheng'er in confinement, I did have an atmosphere, but it was all an old thing." ”

Lu Zheng naturally didn't know about such a thing, but listening to Lin's tone, it was obvious that he had been greatly wronged back then, so he hurriedly asked: "What's going on, why did my mother never tell her son?" ”