Luo Ran put away his thoughts and smiled slightly: "So it's Mr. Song. When did he come to the capital? Why didn't he go in?"
"Youqing, go see if daddy is here."
Song Qingyou stopped Youqing and said, "No need, I just came out of the house. Uncle Luo is here. I'm here specially to wait for sister Ran'er."
Song Qingyou lives up to his name. Although he is only wearing a moon-white bamboo gown, his brows are gentle and elegant, and his face is like jade. Standing here alone, he looks like a handsome young man walking out of a painting. It is unbearable. Sideways glance.
Youqing really liked Mr. Song from the bottom of her heart and felt that he was a good match for the young lady.
The two of them grew up together, and Mr. Song always responded to the lady's requests. Fortunately, the young lady is about to break off her engagement with the Fu family. By then, Mr. Song will be the young lady's husband.
Thinking like this, Youqing became even more enthusiastic towards Song Qingyou: "Miss, let's not stand here anymore. Let's go in quickly. Mr. Song came all the way from Jiangnan. He must be thinking about you."
Luo Ran: "Youqing, Song Gongzi Zhilan Yushu, has not yet been engaged. Don't talk nonsense and ruin Song Gongzi's reputation."
Youqing only thought that the young lady was protecting Mr. Song, and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, the young lady is right. I didn't think it through."
Song Qingyou looked at Luo Ran greedily.
God knows how excited he was when he heard Uncle Luo say that the Luo family was going to break off their engagement with the Fu family.
That's why he ignored Uncle Luo's obstruction and the fatigue of traveling thousands of miles, and stood at the door waiting for her in the cold wind.
I just want her to see him at first glance, and I also want to see her sooner.
Luo Ran really couldn't stand his blazing eyes, so he had no choice but to say, "Go in and talk if you have anything to say."
"Hey, good!"
Song Qingyou turned slightly to get out of the way.
Luo Ran had no choice but to bring Youqing and Chunyu into the house under his gaze.
Song Qingyou was two steps behind, his eyes fell on that figure, and he suddenly remembered something, so he took two steps to catch up.
He took out a package of oil paper that seemed to still have body temperature from his arms, and opened it little by little, with a smile in his eyes: "I almost forgot, Ran'er, look at what this is?"
Luo Ran turned around and looked.
Song Qingyou looked a little excited: "Do you still remember, this is the shop in the west of the city, your favorite pork shop!"
For some reason, when Luo Ran heard the word "pork shop", his stomach churns, and he hurriedly turned around and retched.
Youqing quickly took out the handkerchief and handed it over: "Miss! What's wrong with you?"
Without the smell of pork, Luo Ran felt much better and shook his head: "It's okay. Maybe I came out in a hurry in the morning and my stomach felt uncomfortable."
Youqing: "This servant will help the young lady go back, and I will send someone to call the doctor later."
Luo Ran waved his hand: "It's okay, just go back and drink some hot water."
Song Qingyou also asked nervously: "Ran'er, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
As soon as he came closer, the smell of meat hit his nose again, and Luo Ran couldn't help but retched again.
Song Qingyou was stunned on the spot.
Youqing was two years older than Luo Ran and knew more. Although she had some guesses in her mind, they were too terrifying for her to dare to think about it further.
Luo Ran didn't want to be so embarrassed outside, so he only said goodbye in a hurry.
Song Qingyou was about to speak but stopped.
There was no other way, so Luo Ran had no choice but to turn around and ask softly: "What else do you want?"
Song Qingyou smiled and shook his head: "I just want to tell you that I may be busy with scientific examinations recently. I will come to see you as soon as the scientific examinations are over."
Luo Ran hesitated for a moment and responded hurriedly. She was afraid that she would spit it out if she didn't leave.
Youqing waved away the people waiting in the room and told Chunyu: "You stay outside and don't allow anyone to come in!"
Seeing her serious expression, Chunyu nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Sister Youqing, I have plenty of strength! Anyone who wants to get in must pass me first!"
Youqing didn't have time to say anything more to her, so she quickly turned around and closed the doors and windows tightly.
Luo Ran took a deep breath: "Youqing, give me a cup of tea."
Youqing turned around, came back quickly, and handed over the tea cup.
Luo Ran took a sip and frowned slightly: "Why is it pure water? Let's soak some jasmine flowers."
She still felt like there was a meaty smell in her mouth, and she urgently needed something to get rid of it.
Still green and unmoving.
Luo Ran raised his head and looked at her puzzled.
Youqing's face turned pale, and he endured it for a long time before asking in a trembling voice: "Miss, will you..."
Luo Ran swallowed another mouthful of water: "Is it going to be something?"
Youqing bit her lower lip tightly.
Luo Ran smiled: "What's wrong? Just say whatever you want."
Youqing finally said: "Miss, your period has not come for half a month."
Luo Ran froze, and after a while he slowly shook his head: "No, I have read medical books, and taking that medicine will affect menstruation."
Even though she said that, she was not sure in her heart. When she listened carefully, her voice was trembling.
Youqing: "How about I secretly find a doctor to come and take a look at it for you?"
Luo Ran still shook his head and murmured to himself: "No, no, I have taken the medicine. I have obviously taken the medicine..."
Having said that, once you have doubts in your heart, you can't stop thinking about it.
Finally, You Qingyi gritted his teeth and said: "Miss, you will ask someone to go out and ask for a doctor later, and then say that this slave is sick. When the doctor comes, you will pretend to be a slave and let the doctor take his pulse."
Luo Ran shook his head.
What if she really... wouldn't this be harmful to Youqing?
"no!"
Luo Ran decisively refused.
Youqing was a little anxious: "Miss! We can't delay any longer!"
What if my belly gets bigger by then... I don't dare to say the rest.
"Don't worry, let me think about it."
Luo Ran suddenly calmed down.
When Youqing came out, he discovered that Song Qingyou was still lingering at the entrance of the courtyard.
Wave as soon as you see her coming out.
Youqing looked back at the closed door and stepped forward.
"Mr. Song, why didn't you leave?"
Song Qingyou glanced at the door anxiously: "How is Ran'er doing? Why don't you ask for a doctor?"
You Qing saw that the anxiety on his face did not seem to be fake, and he was happy for the young lady but also a little embarrassed.
In case Miss...
Hey, forget it and see the doctor first.
The house was silent, with only a little sunlight shining into the house through the window lattice. She turned her head and looked at the sun through the window. It was a little dazzling, but also very warm.
Luo Ran suddenly remembered the day when he died in his previous life. The sunshine seemed to be very good that day, but the weather was a bit cold. She still doesn't know how she died.
She only remembered that she was so desperate at that time, and the pain all over her body was like being bitten by countless ants, which was not as despair as when she knew her father was dead. But even though I hate it, there is also a kind of relief.
The people who loved her most in the world were gone, leaving her alone.
Her hand gently covered her lower abdomen. For some reason, even without seeing a doctor, she seemed to be sure that there was indeed a little life in her belly.
It's just that this child has nothing to do with him after all.
When Luo Ran came out of the house again, the sun had set and the wind had become cold again. She walked towards the figure in the courtyard.
Song Qingyou looked at her happily, his eyes filled with light.
As he got closer, Luo Ran couldn't help but ask again: "Brother Qingyou, if you were asked to give up everything you have now, would you come with me?"
This time, if she asked him, it would be a give-up to herself.
