When I woke up, I gasped for air, trying to suck all the air in the room into my lungs.

He Shaoguang is sick, and it is embarrassing to say, he has not been sick for more than a year, and this time he fell ill because of a dream.

The doctor came to see her, and the hand that checked the pulse was on her hot wrist, saying that it was a nightmare.

It's just a nightmare, a high fever.

Zhijun and Nijun were distressed, and took turns to take care of them all the time, blaming themselves for not staying to serve last night.

Both of them were teary-eyed, and He Shaoguang really didn't have the strength to comfort them, so he could only smile weakly at them.

When Mrs. Lu heard that He Shaoguang was sick, she sent Zhou's mother to visit and sent a bunch of supplements, including mountain ginseng, bird's nest, and some other medicinal herbs.

In addition to the lack of strength in his body, the whole person was groggy and feverish, but the courtyard was much quieter, and there were no people to disturb him.

Lu Mingyan took Lu Mingzhen to visit once, and Mingzhen's little girl stood by the bed, her eyes full of worry.

"When will Mother get better?" After withdrawing from the room, Lu Mingzhen shook Lu Mingyan's arm, he was very worried about He Shaoguang.

Because she has never seen her mother, when He Shaoguang appeared in her life, she really regarded He Shaoguang as her mother.

Of course, there is also a reason that He Shaoguang is sincere and good to them. Although he is not as attentive to everything as Jiang Ningyu was to Lu Mingyan at the beginning, in the hearts of the two children who lack maternal love, He Shaoguang has actually done enough.

After all, she was technically just their stepmother. In today's world, there are many families who marry Xuxian, and they don't care about their original children, and let their stepmothers raise them.

But even if it weren't for He Shaoguang, Old Madam Lu and Lu Xiaowen wouldn't have watched this happen. They met the elders who were in charge, and they were lucky.

Lu Mingyan was actually surprised that his sister could accept the appearance of her stepmother so quickly. To this day, he still remembers that mother, who was gentle, beautiful, and indifferent to others.

Mother is very good, and He Shaoguang is also very good.

But it's because they're all good. Lu Mingyan's little heart is very entangled. He wanted to be close to his stepmother like his sister, but he would immediately remember that day his mother died of hemorrhage and childbirth because she gave birth to her sister.

Although the seven-year-old may not be able to understand the embarrassment of He Shaoguang's identity, he already has a hazy concept.

Aunt Jiang told him a long time ago that as long as he was close to He Shaoguang, he would betray the gentle mother in his memory.

He Shaoguang would not have known how rich their inner activities were. She just lay in the hospital bed all day.

Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread.

After lying like this for a few days, I drank the clear soup and little water into my stomach, and the disease was going to get better.

He Shaoguang was young, his health had always been good, and he soon recovered his former spirit.

It's just that the two personal maids are still blaming themselves for not taking care of their own girls. So, even if she was completely ill, she was not allowed to eat and drink nonsense. Instead, she only drinks some green vegetable porridge, shredded pork porridge and so on every day.

It's almost going to make He Shaoguang's face green.

This is in the capital, another place Lu Xiaowen has traveled along the way, and finally came to Guanwai, Yanzhou.

This is not like a small bridge and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, with fertile soil and fertile fields. It's not like the feet of the Son of Heaven in the capital, the roots of the imperial city, and the shells of spitting melon seeds can hit three official hats.

There is only yellow sand in the sky, and sandy land, withered crops that do not survive anything. There are also rough and simple people.

When Lu Xiaowen first arrived here, he was not used to the climate here, and he had several nosebleeds. Although there is a lot of wind and sand and loess here, it is cold and dry all year round, and a padded liner is also added in July.

The original guard army of Yanzhou had about 10,000 troops, and the general who was originally stationed here was the younger brother of the saint and was named the king of Yan.

There are a total of seven brothers in the Holy Family, and now except for the one who is under house arrest within the palace walls, only this one still exists.

King Yan was originally born from the Holy Mother, and his identity was different from that of several other brothers after all. After the saint ascended the throne, in order to worry about the feelings of the queen mother, King Yan's life would not be sad.

Lu Xiaowen and the eldest prince went to Yanzhou, and King Yan led a group of city officers and soldiers to meet him. And he gave them a feast in his own royal house, and received them from the wind and washed the dust.

The sound of the silk and bamboo orchestra is not much better than the palace orchestra. It seems that King Yan is living a fairy-like life in this land. Not to mention that the Yanwang Mansion he built privately has far more regulated furnishings than the prince should have.

King Yan sat on the throne, far away. The first place below is the position of the eldest prince, and then below is Lu Xiaowen. Sitting opposite sat several henchmen of King Yan.

One is named Yi Zongyu, who is a military advisor.

One was Zhang Jiecheng, a small leader, who was in charge of about 500 soldiers.

Although it is only 500 people, these 500 people are all cronies of King Yan.

There are also a few unintroduced characters who are unimportant.

"Although King Yan and the saint are the same mother, they look very different. The saint is concerned about government affairs and is emaciated, but this Yan King is fat and big-eared, and his face is full of red light. "Lu Xiaowen's side, a lieutenant who had happened to see the saint whispered to others.

"Come on, come on and dance." King Yan shouted for a while, and someone removed the obstacle in the middle of the stage and brought up a golden lotus that could stand people.

Extravagant.

Such a luxurious thing was actually used by Maihime to step on the soles of her feet.

The dancers dressed in water-sleeved gauze clothes danced, holding a dancer with a more gorgeous dress and a softer waist to board the golden lotus and dance on the lotus.

"The dancing girl on this lotus is so beautiful!" It's the same general gossip again.

Indeed, the dancing girl in the middle has autumn water in her eyes, her posture is light, and the beaded curtain can't block the stunning appearance.

Everyone is speculating whether she is one of King Yan's concubines.

With a smile, the eldest prince watched the lotus dance seriously.

And Lu Xiaowen on the side sank his face, this Yan King is here to eat the blood of the people, the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and he is happier than anyone else!

That's it, every year when I see the palace in the palace, I still cry poor.

After the banquet dispersed, King Yan arranged for the eldest prince to be in Qizhuyuan, and Lu Xiaowen was in Mingqi Pavilion. The two courtyards were very close to each other, and the eldest prince drank a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and he could walk steadily, so he took advantage of the night to find Lu Xiaowen for a walk.

After tossing and turning along the way, they are also familiar with each other.

He didn't go back until Hai Shi, and Lu Xiaowen also drank a lot, and he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south when he walked.

I slept all night, and early the next morning, I was woken up by a scream in the yard next door.

I don't know what happened, involving the prince, Lu Xiaowen didn't care that his head was still hurting, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and came to the next door, only to find out that the eldest prince helped him back to Qizhuyuan last night!

And the eldest prince rested in the Ming Chess Pavilion.

Lu Xiaowen saw the dancing girl who was only wearing a shirt and was obviously put on indiscriminately, and she was on the bed of the eldest prince at the moment, how could she not understand anything?