Time flies, and the letters of a few hundred words have been read from various ancient books for three whole days before they have some eyebrows.

When Leng Wan came out of the medicine space, she fell into a warm embrace before she landed.

"Didn't get a good rest?"

Fu Jiulan's tone was both distressed and helpless.

He knew Leng Wan's desperate Sanniang's personality, and if he didn't toss anything, he would definitely not stop.

It was precisely because of this that before she went in, Fu Jiulan was very worried.

Now sure enough, as soon as she came out, she couldn't hide the tiredness on her face.

"Didn't I think I would be able to come out and see you sooner after checking it out."

Leng Wan was lying in Fu Jiulan's arms, and she could still pull out a smile and say at this time.

"Stop talking." Fu Jiulan said with a frown, and then put his hand into his arms.

stared curiously at Fu Jiulan and groped in his arms for a long time, and actually took out a pack of small shortbread.

"Eat."

Handing it to Leng Wan, he said softly.

Ever since I heard others say that women are particularly prone to low blood sugar after giving birth to children, Fu Jiulan always likes to bring some food with him for Leng Wan.

I didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

Marveled at his behavior just now, Leng Wan was not curious.

How many pockets did this ancientman have up and down, and why did Fu Jiulan always take out her favorite shortbread from her arms every time like a magical little Dola?

The more she thought about it, the more curious she became, and Leng Wan planned to find out.

"Where the hell are you carrying this thing? Why is it that he carries it in his arms, but not a single piece of it is broken?"

As she spoke, she reached out directly.

Fu Jiulan, who was hugging Leng Wan, didn't have time to stop it, so she easily reached into her bosom.

I have to say that Leng Wan is a little talented.

The outer robe and inner robe on Fu Jiulan's body, not to mention two or three layers inside and out, but she was able to directly reach out to Fu Jiulan's chest with great precision, which made him cry and laugh.

Leng Wan reached out her hand, thinking that she would touch a big soft pocket. Z.br>

But I never thought that it was a strong chest muscle, and there were two protrusions on a man's unique chest.

As a healer, Leng Wan naturally knew what that thing was, and even blushed a little face.

"What's that...... So what...... I didn't mean to......"

This touch couldn't help but remind her of the spring dream she had that night, and her face was red as if she could drip blood.

"That...... Can you get your hands out?"

Fu Jiulan's body also appeared abnormal, so he opened his mouth to remind Leng Wan.

"Aang, okay."

Hearing this, Leng Wan quickly withdrew her hand.

Because of her panic this time, her strength was slightly greater, and she brought it to the placket on Fu Jiulan's chest, and couldn't help but pull his body and fall down.

The two happened to be on a hillside, and because of this little episode, Fu Jiulan's body lost its balance and rolled down with Leng Wan.

Fortunately, Fu Jiulan's eyes were quick, and he pulled Leng Wan and protected him on his chest.

Coupled with the soft grass, the two of them rolled all the way to the bottom of the hillside, but they were unscathed and had nothing to do.

"Lady, are you alright?"

As soon as he stopped, Fu Jiulan asked worriedly.

stared straight at Fu Jiulan's large placket, which had already slipped off a large piece of his clothes, and his strong chest had already been exposed.

"I...... I'm fine......" she stammered in reply.

Sensing his gaffe, Fu Jiulan hurriedly sat up.

Handing her the small shortbread in his hand, Fu Jiulan picked up the letter.

"I'll take a look at the letter."

He tugged at his clothes and spoke.

After eating the small half of the shortbread, when Leng Wan raised his head, Fu Jiu

Lan was still studying her translation.

"How? Do you have eyebrows?"

Leaning over, she asked curiously.

"It's really a greeting letter, nothing special." Fu Jiulan said in a deep tone.

"Huh? Won't all that much effort I have wasted in vain?" Leng Wan was a little disappointed.

"It's just that this greeting letter is not a greeting letter from the eldest prince to Zuo Qingyun, but a greeting letter from a foreign country to the eldest prince."

Seeing that Leng Wan's emotions were mobilized, Fu Jiulan said with a smile.

"What?"

Leng Wan's eyes widened suddenly, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

This matter is no longer as simple as Zuo Qingyun's collusion with the eldest prince, but the collusion between the eldest prince and foreign countries.

If it spreads, I'm afraid the status of the eldest prince will not be guaranteed.

Zuo Qingyun was originally the confidant of the second prince, but just because of this letter, Leng Wan guessed that he was under the hands of the eldest prince, but now seeing that he was hiding the handle of the eldest prince, Leng Wan was even more messy.

"Zuo Qingyun, whose person is this?"

She held her head, and her always smart little brain was also confused.

After all, people from the modern past don't understand the intrigue in the ancient court, and they don't know their trembling calculations, so it's normal for Leng Wan to not understand.

Gently patting Leng Wan's little head, Fu Jiulan smiled and said nothing.

"Do you say that the second prince of neurosis was fooled by Zuo Qingyun, Zuo Qingyun actually wanted to take all of them offline, watch them eat dog and kill each other, and then profit from his own sparrows."

Touching her chin, Leng Wan guessed boldly.

"Okay, don't think about it so much." Fu Jiulan's eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Leng Wan, "I haven't been home for many days, and I don't know how my son is, it's time to go back and take a look."

Being reminded by Fu Jiulan, Leng Wan suddenly remembered the baby who was still in swaddling clothes, and her heart suddenly softened like a pool of spring water.

"I haven't seen the child for a while, I don't know how he is, has he grown up, and is Zhang Bingru good to feed?"

Speaking of these, Leng Wan couldn't help but feel melancholy.

After running around for days, she hadn't seen her child for some time, and when she mentioned it suddenly, she really panicked in her heart, and with the guilt of neglecting to take care of the child, she hit like a tide.

"I miss my son too, and it just so happened that Zuo Qingyun was in chaos, so let's go back and see the child."

Fu Jiulan pulled Leng Wan and said.

At the moment, Jiang Yuerong and Zuo Qingyun still thought that the subordinates who had been following them for days were the second princes, so they were too busy to take care of themselves at this time, and they were still thinking about how to deal with it, and they should not make waves again for a while.

Taking advantage of this time to go back and see the child, and then find a way to deal with the next thing, is exactly the best of both worlds.

As the two walked, they chattered about whether Zhang Bingru's old man had taken good care of the child.

Leng Wan put down her nonsense and said that if Zhang Bingru raised the child thin, he would have to shave his beard clean and take the blame.

Hundreds of miles away, Zhang Bingru, who was breastfeeding the child with a small bowl, couldn't help but sneeze.

"Who's scolding me again?"