Zhenguo Mansion.

After the Min family returned home, they first asked Mama Mi to settle Ye Zhiwei, and then went to the grandfather's study.

Although the grandfather is the son-in-law of the Zhenguo Mansion, he is not the eldest son, so that the two brothers are extremely dissatisfied with this.

When Min entered the study, Ye Huai'an had just instructed the steward around him to do some things, and when he saw his wife come in, he casually sent the steward out.

"Did you enter the palace today?" When he saw Min frowning, he knew that something unpleasant must have happened.

Min sighed softly, "It's okay." ”

Ye Huai'an chuckled: "But my daughter is crying again?" Every time she entered the palace, Ye Zhiwei went home crying.

Min shook his head.

Ye Huai'an was very surprised: "Oh? Is the King not in the palace today? He also knew that his daughter was the most pestering of the king, and he had been like this since she was a child.

"The King is there...... But Wei'er, she ......, "Min wanted to speak and stopped."

"What the hell is going on?" Ye Huai'an stretched out his hand and pulled Min to his side.

"Wei'er, since she was hit on the head, she seems to have changed as a person."

Ye Huai'an had heard Min talk about his daughter's loss of memory after being hit on the head, "Maybe she forgot her character." He couldn't help but laugh.

Min Shi couldn't be as generous as him, "No, not only that, I see that she is not lukewarm to the King of England, and I also met the queen mother in the palace today, and she also wants to keep Wei'er by her side......"

Ye Huai'an's expression changed suddenly, "You agreed?" ”

"How could I possibly say yes." Min said aggrievedly, "Even if you are willing, I am still reluctant!" ”

The Min family talked about what happened in the palace today, and Ye Huai'an was silent for a long time after listening to it.

"Huai'an?" Seeing Ye Huai'an's gloomy face, Min couldn't help but get nervous, "I always feel frightened these days, I can't sleep well even at night, I always dream, it's better for us to prepare to go south earlier." ”

Ye Huai'an sighed, "I also want to leave earlier, but these days my father has a letter from the northwest, and I have even sent a few resignation letters to the palace but have been refused, I am afraid that someone deliberately does not want to let me go." ”

Min said nervously, "What can I do then?" ”

Ye Huai'an smiled, "You are a woman and a Taoist family is worried about what to do, although you are optimistic about your daughter these days and take her for a walk, I am afraid that there will not be so many good scenery to see in the south." ”

The Min family couldn't help but laugh when they heard it, and the two talked about the birthday of Princess Nan to watch the ceremony, and Ye Huai'an asked the Min family to start preparing the congratulatory gift, no matter what, they couldn't go to the ceremony empty-handed.

The Zhenguo Mansion is discussing the preparation of birthday gifts, but the Nanwang Mansion is busy inviting doctors.

Qingyue Residence.

Princess Nan sat on the Luohan bed, and kept looking up at the inner room, with an anxious look on her face.

After a while, an old gentleman walked out of the door, and when he saw Princess Nan, he hurriedly bowed his hand, "I've seen the princess." ”

Princess Nan hurriedly said, "How is Han'er?" ”

The old gentleman shook his head, "Please forgive me for being old and incompetent, and I have not been able to diagnose the symptoms of the son of the world so far, ashamed, ashamed." ”

Princess Nan was even more restless when she heard this, "The prince has had this disease since he was a child, but it has never been so serious, could it be that this disease will continue to worsen in the future?" "After the autumn, he will enter the army, but he is like this, how can she, who is a mother, rest assured.

The old gentleman still shook his head, "Judging from the pulse, the prince is in good health and has no signs of illness. ”

"But if this man is good, how can he have such a headache?" Princess Nan couldn't help but be anxious, this old gentleman can be regarded as the holy hand of the rivers and lakes, and even the imperial doctor in the palace can't be compared with it, just because Princess Nan was kind to him first, so he has been staying in Nanwangfu.

"Forgive the old man for his incompetence." The old gentleman sighed, "Now that the old man is powerless, I have come to ask the princess for my resignation today." ”

Princess Nan exclaimed, "The old gentleman is leaving?" ”

"The old man thinks that his time is short, and he wants to return to his homeland, and he asks the princess to fulfill it."

Princess Nan frowned for a long time, and finally had to sigh, "Xu is a cold child, and her fate should be like this." ”

"The princess's words are wrong, according to the old age, the son of the world should be a blessed one, and there are nobles to help him in his life."

Princess Nan was immediately overjoyed when she heard this: "Why don't you come from here?" ”

The old gentleman twisted his beard and said quietly: "This is the will of heaven, not something we can penetrate, the old man can't rely on this disease, and he feels guilty, so he will send his apprentices to stay here after leaving." ”

"I don't know if Mr. 's apprentice is ......"

"The princess is at ease, the old man has been very talented since he was a child, and from now on he can be with the prince, and he will definitely be able to share his worries with the princess."

Princess Nan calmed down a little when she heard this, "I don't know when Mr.'s apprentice will arrive at the mansion, so Concubine Ben can send someone to greet her in advance." ”

The old gentleman said: "The old man will repair a book, and he will arrive here in less than ten days and half a month." ”

As he spoke, he spread out the paper on the table, and when the pen fell, Princess Nan glanced at it and only saw the three words "Cui Tianming".

Seeing off the old gentleman, Princess Nan entered the back room.

The begonia window was open, and Feng Duhan was sitting in front of the table by the window, holding a book in one hand and supporting his forehead with the other, deep and shallow, slowly pressing the temple on one side, his thick eyelashes hung down, and he couldn't see the look under his eyes.

Princess Nan couldn't help but reprimand when she saw it: "Just look at these things!" As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled the book out of his hand.

Feng Duhan's thin lips raised a smile, and he didn't refute, silently watching his mother babble in front of him.

Princess Nan talked for a long time, and when she saw her son sitting there, with a faint smile on her face, she couldn't help but be deflated, so she had to tell the maids around the prince to follow and ask them to serve carefully, so she reluctantly left Qingyueju.

Looking out of the windowsill through the begonia window, a faint fragrance of flowers wafted in from outside, and for some reason, the faint fragrance always made him uneasy.

He stood up and looked out the window fixedly, under the windowsill, there was a large cluster of white hosta flowers, this kind of floral fragrance would always flash a hazy figure in his mind from time to time.

Ever since he was a child, he has always had the same dream.

In his dreams, he often saw a petite woman, from her body exuded a faint scent of hosta flowers, she would call his name, but he could not always see her appearance clearly.

Whenever he had this dream, he would have a head attack the next day, but he never told anyone about it.

Just like today...... I'm afraid that no one except himself knows why he suddenly has a head attack.

He stood in front of the window and raised his hand to tap the corner of his forehead.

He remembered that when he was in the palace, Min had called her daughter - Wei'er.

It was these two words, like a sharp knife at that time, that suddenly stabbed into his mind, making him almost lose his mind in pain.

Ye Zhiwei?

At this time, the remnant sun outside the garden has turned west, and the dazzling golden light is sprinkled on the hosta flowers, trembling and shaking the buds in the wind, and he can't help but think of the little person in his mind, grabbing his clothes and crying like pear blossoms with rain.

His heart fluttered inexplicably.

At the same time, he felt the corners of his forehead jump sharply, and his mind seemed to be pulled by something, and the pain made him bend down.

Memories were forced to interrupt.