Lou Yajun sat down and put Pingyou directly on his lap, hugged his waist, held chopsticks in one hand, and tilted his head slightly: "Look at you've lost weight recently, you can eat more." ”

The corners of Pingyou's mouth twitched slightly, since the last time he came back, the housekeeper has served people every day, and the meat on his waist has obviously increased a circle, where has he lost weight~~~

Twisted his body awkwardly, although he liked to be so close to her, but it was always unsightly to sit on his wife's lap during dinner, and he himself was not a person who did not understand the rules.

Lou Yajun hugged the villain in his arms with a tough attitude, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, don't move, this king is holding it like this." ”

Ping Yu froze, this was the first time she had called herself You'er so intimately... The corners of her eyes moistened unconsciously, and the obedient no longer moved, her head rested on her shoulder, and after a while, she couldn't help but ask: "I heard that the prince has been staying in the garden for the past few days..." Although he stayed at home, he still knew that the place where he left the garden was a private house outside her, specially used for fun, and she had been staying there these days, could it be that she had some beautiful teenagers? Thinking of this, my heart was sullen, and my tone was even more sour.

Lou Yajun paused, put down the chopsticks, and saw the young man in his arms with a resentful little appearance, and chuckled: "You'er, but it's strange that the king has snubbed you these days?" "Knowing that she was leaving the garden and didn't send someone to look for her, this screen really knows her temperament too well, and if she sent someone, she wouldn't sit here tonight and talk to him warmly.

"How dare You'er." He pouted, his tone was strange, she finally returned home, she didn't know how to accompany herself, and she ran away from the garden for so many days, it must be no good.

"Tsk, where did this little resentful man come from??" The old elder who dragged his tone at the end of his tone glanced at him obliquely out of the corners of his eyes, and a wicked smile gradually rose, and when he saw that the face of the person in his arms suddenly turned red, he said, "You'er, don't think nonsense, let's talk about where you just went." ”

Ping You's eyes tightened, today Wu'er from Shuilan Pavilion came to beg herself that Qianfangjun had been sick for two days and no one cared, so she went without thinking too much, but now she asked herself how to answer? After all, Qianfangjun is no longer as good as before, glanced at her, and said softly: "The courtier went to Shuilan Pavilion, and I heard that Qianfangjun has had a high fever for two days. ”

Lou Yajun frowned slightly, and turned her head: "High fever for two days?" So what should you do with the doctor? ”

“····” Since ancient times, the back house of the princes and grandsons has never been much calmer than the palace, the same is a place where people eat people and do not spit out bones, and the slaves are even more snobbish, which master is favored by whomever has a good face, and who loses favor will be cold-eyed, he has seen these when he was in the prime minister's mansion, Qianfangjun has been punished to wash clothes in the Huanyi Bureau since that day, and life is not easy, and now he has a high fever I heard that it is because no one cares, and there is really no way to find himself here.

Lou Yajun saw that he didn't speak and looked a little contemplative, thinking that Qian Yilan must be having a hard time these days, her eyes flashed slightly, I don't know if Qian Yilan is still arrogant and willful as before, or knows how to be obedient and obedient?

"The courtier went today, and saw that Qianfangjun was really pitiful, lying on the bed with a high fever for two days, his face was extremely poor, it may have been a poor meal recently, his face was slightly yellowish, and his hands were even more red, swollen and cracked. Ping You couldn't help but say all the things in his heart, compared to Qian Yilan, who is like dregs now, and Qian Yilan, who wants to see the arrogant and arrogant in the past, is really distressing.

Lou Yajun was a little surprised to intercede for Qian Yilan, and asked: "He has long known about the arrival of the Third Imperial Maiden Liuyin in Kyoto, if he had told him as soon as possible and not concealed it, You'er You would not have suffered so much." "What if the **** didn't go to the Qinglou with the fourth sister? Was it really bought as an oiran? I feel angry when I think about it.

Speaking of this, Ping You's face changed slightly, biting his lower lip, a faint light shadow was projected under his long eyelashes, and his voice was as soft as a hong: "The courtiers didn't think about it so much, they just felt that the people who were also princes were just a family, and there was no need to be like this..." The voice became quieter, Yajun had always hated others for disobeying her, and she didn't know if she would upset her by saying so much tonight.

Lou Yajun was silent, speechless by the fact that the sentence was all a family, a little dazed, a family? Except for his father, who has never really regarded anyone as his own family, but Ping You said such a thing, and he couldn't say anything in his heart, which was a little subtle.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Ping You thought she was unhappy, and pulled the corner of her clothes: "Did I say something wrong?"

"Nope." She smiled slightly and touched his head, "What You'er said is that this king will go to see him tomorrow and eat first." ”

Ping You breathed a sigh of relief, but she didn't feel very comfortable in her heart, obviously she persuaded her by herself, why did she agree to be a little sullen in her heart? He pouted and didn't say anything more.

The room was quiet, only the slight sound of eating and chewing, after eating, Lou Yajun put him on the soft couch and said that he would go to Shuilan Pavilion to have a look, let Ping You bathe first, and come back later, the meaning is self-evident.

Ping You nodded a little shyly, as soon as Lou Yajun left the bamboo house, the housekeeper was summoned to prepare a large bucket of bathing and quiet petals, soft silk brocade shirts, the bamboo house was lively, and the people were rushing to serve their side Wangjun, which was much colder than Shuilan Pavilion.

There was a faint candlelight in the Shuilan Pavilion house, and the silence of the whole courtyard seemed to be sleeping in this dark night, revealing a cool and sad meaning.

Lou Yajun stood in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, no one came out to greet him for a long time, his heart was faintly unhappy, the black and green silk was blowing in the wind, and his clothes were flying.

Sighing, the courtyard is so desolate, it is estimated that the owner of the house is afraid that life will not be easy, so he pushed open the door and walked in.

Qian Yilan has been half-asleep for the past two days, muddy, cold for a while and hot for a while, always dreaming of Lou Yajun's indifferent scene that night, as if entering a nightmare, frowning painfully on the bed, and moaning in a low voice: "Don't..." Don't do this to me..."

Lou Yajun walked to the side of the bed and looked at him silently with a painful and uneasy look, and finally couldn't help but hold his hand and touch his forehead, it was terrible hot, why didn't anyone care about it when it was burned like this? The room was also cold, so it's no wonder that it can get better when burned like this.

"Water... Water..." The staccato sound came, very subtle, as if it was about to be blown away by the wind in the next moment.

Lou Yajun turned around and saw a tea cup on the table, walked over and poured a cup, the tea was already cold and wanted people to change the heat, paused, or picked up Qian Yilan with the tea cup and fed him a small mouthful, and the tea flowed down the corner of his mouth...

Looking at the arrogant little world in the past is now so desolate, Lou Yajun's heart unconsciously followed it...

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