Luo Ran didn't notice at all when the person left. His whole body was enveloped in huge terror and suffocation.
When she came to her senses, Youqing was already standing in front of her, and the hand holding her arm was still trembling slightly: "Miss, how about we tell the Marquis about this..."
"no!"
"You must never tell daddy, did you hear that?"
Luo Ran was afraid that Youqing would make the decision secretly, so he warned him seriously again.
Youqing choked with sobs and nodded: "Yes, I will obey the young lady."
This time, under Youqing's service, Luo Ran quickly wrapped his lower abdomen and finally tried to catch his breath. Apart from some chest tightness, he was fine.
Youqing couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw the young lady's look, and asked: "Miss, if you are afraid that others will see it, why do we have to do it during the day, so why do you do it at night? Is this okay with your health?"
Luo Ran lowered his head and said: "It's okay. It only takes two or three months. If you don't make it in the evening or morning, it will be troublesome if you are seen."
After Fu Jinan left, he went directly to Yichun Court, pulled Lu Jiuchen out of bed, and said, "Drink a drink with me."
Lu Jiuchen's eyes were blurred with sleep, and he stretched lazily: "Sir, commander, you asked me, a grown man, to accompany you to drink in a place like this. Do you want me to treat the young prince's face?" "
Fu Jinan glanced at his belly lightly: "I don't know if you want your face or not. I only know that if you don't put on clothes, I will ask Changying to help you."
Lu Jiuchen clasped his hands and stepped down: "You, you are shameless!"
Changying looked up to the sky outside the door and sighed: He is just a royal guard, why do you let him do everything?
Fortunately, Lu Jiuchen knew this man's temperament, so he dressed neatly and came out. The man had already drank half the pot by himself.
Lu Jiuchen raised his eyebrows: "Why, did you encounter any difficult case?"
Fu Jinan shook his head, looked at the night outside, and suddenly turned his head and asked, "Tell me, did Old Man Luo and Old Prince Jing have other activities back then?"
When Lu Jiuchen heard this, he sat up unconsciously and said seriously: "What do you mean? Could it be that the two of them decided to marry the Luo and Fu families back then, not just to stop you..."
Fu Jinan nodded: "I always feel like something is wrong."
In his opinion, Luo Ran was not very happy with the old lady of the Luo family. If it was just because of the advantage, according to his cheap father's temperament, he would have agreed to cancel the engagement long ago.
It was not just Lu Jiuchen who didn't sleep well that night, but also Luo Ran. When he woke up in the morning, his eyes were black and blue, and he applied a lot of powder to cover them up. After breakfast, he came to Ningfuyuan.
The old lady raised her head and glanced at her lightly, and said, "You go in first, things are ready."
"Yes, Grandma."
Luo Ran ignored everyone and went to the Nuan Pavilion on the west side, where pens, inks, paper and inkstones were all ready.
Luo Ran took off his cloak and handed it to Zi Fu.
You Qing was studying ink at the side, and Luo Ran rolled up his sleeves and started writing after sitting down.
When the old lady came in, Luo Ran had already finished writing two pages.
Just as she was about to stand up, the old lady waved her hand: "Sit down and write your own."
I walked over and picked up one of them and looked at it carefully. Most of the women at that time liked small regular script with hairpin flowers, and a small number of them liked official script. But there were not many people like her who wrote cursive script.
One is that cursive writing is not neat enough in the eyes of women, and the other is that cursive writing is very particular about one's character.
This is exactly what Luo Ran likes: the direction of his heart can change at will.
Besides, her writing is indeed good. I remember that the only thing Fu Shiheng praised her for in his previous life was her handwriting.
The old lady nodded with satisfaction, turned around and sat down on the futon on the couch.
Aunt Du was beaten yesterday, and now she is served by a girl named Xia Fang.
Said to be a girl, she is now in her late twenties and has been serving the old lady for more than ten years.
Xia Fang arranged the pen and paper according to the old lady's habit, bent her sleeves and studied ink.
In a blink of an eye, the whole morning passed by.
The old lady was getting older and she squinted twice. Every time she woke up, she saw Luo Ran still sitting there with her back straight.
Finally, I finished copying a book of scriptures and it was time for lunch.
Luo Ran flexed his wrists, but he didn't write for a few days, and he was sore and swollen. It turns out that in Jiangnan, she would practice for an hour or two every day.
It can be seen that no matter what you do, you can't slack off.
When she looked up, she saw the old lady looking at her.
Luo Ran hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Grandma. My granddaughter has finished copying the sutras. When she is finished, she will send them to Fahua Temple. It happens that next month is the anniversary of her mother's death. Her granddaughter also wants to ask the master to recite sutras for her mother again. Let’s talk about filial piety.”
The old lady said: "Well, it should be. It's rare that you can sit still and have a stable mind. When the time comes, you can take them with me. After all, it's a matter of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, so I can do my best."
Luo Ran was blessed again: "Yes, my granddaughter thanked her grandmother for her mother."
The old lady waved her hand.
Luo Ran thought everything was fine, and just as he was about to get up and leave, he heard the old lady say lightly again: "Our grandparents haven't had a meal alone yet, so we can stay here at noon."
If it were anyone else, they might feel flattered.
After all, the only ones who could eat at the old lady's place were Luo Ruxue and Luo Hongjun.
"Yes, granddaughter listens to grandma."
Luo Ran said calmly.
The old lady looked at her again and asked Xia Fang to prepare.
Seeing this, Luo Ran also asked Youqing and Zifu to go out to help. There were only two grandsons left in the house.
The meal would be ready for a while, so the old lady leaned on the couch and pointed to the side: "Sit down and tell me about Jiangnan."
Luo Ran did not sit where the old lady pointed. Instead, he sat down on the footrest. He gently lifted the old lady's legs and put them on his knees. He kneaded them and said with a smile: "Okay, grandma, what do you want to hear?" , Ran'er will tell you."
The old lady glanced at the slender white hands and closed her eyes comfortably: "Your massage technique is good, who did you learn it from?"
Luo Ran lowered his head, kept moving his hands, and spoke slowly: "When I was in Jiangnan, my father would go on an expedition, and he would never return home for a few days or even a few months. After coming back, he was tired but not bad, and often He still has injuries all over his body.”
Perhaps thinking of his father's difficulties, Luo Ran's voice was slightly lowered: "Dad was afraid that I would worry, so he always avoided seeing me. Later, I learned massage techniques from a nanny and read some medical books. , I always thought about what I could do for daddy. So I pretended to be arguing and wanted to practice with daddy, but daddy couldn’t help me, so I agreed.”
The old lady opened her eyes, glanced at her, and said, "You are quite filial."
Luo Ran smiled and shook his head. Compared with his own filial piety, his father's sacrifice in this life was the most difficult. But when it comes to the days in Jiangnan, Luo Ran has missed them for two lifetimes, and he talks too much unconsciously.
She spoke slowly, her voice neither high nor low, as if the spring breeze and drizzle were slowly soaking the dry land.
Unknowingly, the old lady fell asleep.
Luo Ran picked up the thin quilt on the side and covered her, then quietly exited the room.
Xia Fang happened to come in and invite the two of them to dinner.
Luo Ran said softly: "Grandma is asleep. You can call her after a while and heat up the food first."
Xia Fang nodded: "Then please use it first, Miss."
Luo Ran smiled: "No, I'll use it when I go back. You go in and take care of grandma."
It wasn't until Luo Ran's figure disappeared that Xia Fang opened the door and entered the back room.
I saw that the old lady was in a clear mind and did not look like she was sleeping.
