Brother Lan was suffering from a high fever, and Lu Qing kept holding him, even when the wet nurse refused to change her.
Seeing this, Yan Fuguang's anger dissipated a lot, and he also thought that it must be because she did not dare to reject Ning Huayue that Brother Lan was taken away.
"I'll hold you while you rest." He spread his arms and leaned down.
As the cold Mei Xiang approached, Lu Qing became more conscious. She looked at the child in her arms and finally calmed down, unable to bear to wake him up again.
"Your Majesty, it's better for me to hold you. I'm not tired."
Seeing her persistence, Yan Fuguang withdrew his hand and sat next to her, wrapping his strong arms around her back so that she could rely on him.
"Ms. Wei, if you give birth to a child for me, it is easier to come to me directly than to Aunt Zhong if you need anything."
He couldn't understand why she still didn't understand that she was the only woman in the palace with a child. Her child was her confidence in front of him, and she could ask for anything she wanted.
"I don't care about your origin, but I will never wrong Brother Lan because of it."
Lu Qing's heart was hit hard.
She is her, and Brother Lang is Brother Lang.
"I was confused for a moment and failed to protect Brother Lan. I will never be like this again. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your guidance."
"Then you know what to do?" Yan Fuguang changed his position and put his arms around Lu Qing's shoulders, "The princess will not pretend that Brother Lan is sick, and she will come to visit Brother Lan soon. "
After saying that, Yan Fuguang looked at Lu Qing meaningfully.
Lu Qing nodded: "I know what to do."
As Yan Fuguang expected, Ning Huayue from Yihongyuan was restless and thought about it and brought the maid to Jinxiyuan.
As soon as she came, Lu Qing handed Brother Lan to the nurse, and without saying a word, he knelt down at Ning Huayue's feet with tears streaming down his face: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I must have told you when I got back in the morning, Brother Lan." My son caught a cold and couldn't go to your Yihongyuan. I ask the princess to forgive me and let Brother Lang stay with me to recuperate for a few more days. I beg you!"
Ning Huayue panicked: "Concubine Wei! What are you doing?!" Seeing Yan Fuguang's expression getting colder, she explained in a panic: "I just love Brother Lan and want to see him every day. , Besides, he lacks nothing in my Yihongyuan, I didn’t treat him badly, what do you mean by these words!”
No matter what she said, Lu Qing just kept crying: "It's my fault... The princess's care and love for Brother Lan must have been unintentional..."
After Yan Fuguang drank the tea, his eyes passed over Ning Huayue's face coldly, and he stood up and helped Lu Qing up: "Brother Lan can't live without you, stop crying, go in and stay with Brother Lan."
Lu Qing choked with sobs: "Yes, I will obey the prince."
She turned around and entered the inner room, leaving Ning Huayue sitting on pins and needles outside.
"The Wei family is not sensible, so is the princess also ignorant?" Yan Fuguang asked confidently, "Brother Lan is so young that he cannot live without his biological mother. Even if the princess likes him, he must have a certain temper."
Ning Huayue was even more annoyed when she heard that he wholeheartedly defended Lu Qing: "Your Majesty, I am my legitimate mother, and it is my duty to care about my concubine. I don't feel that I have done anything wrong. If you want to blame me, I can only blame my servant for not paying attention." Brother Lan got sick after taking good care of me, so why do you blame me so much?"
Yan Fuguang sneered and smashed the porcelain bowl at hand: "The princess does not repent, so she is grounded for a month. The nuns around her bully others, which makes Lange'er sick. She will be punished with twenty sticks and will be punished for half a year."
Ning Huayue reacted greatly and stared: "I want to ask the prince, since you hate me so much, why did you marry me in the first place!"
Yan Fuguang ignored her and always wanted to marry the princess. If it wasn't her, it would be someone else. No matter who it was, it made no difference to him.
But Ning Huayue happened to have many factors that made him disgusted, and it was difficult for him to be patient with Ning Huayue.
**
After struggling for a few days, Brother Lan finally recovered.
His chubby little face became thinner, which made Lu Qing feel distressed.
"Ah~" The little guy waved his little hand, his dark eyes fixed on the beaded hairpin swaying gently on Lu Qing's head.
Lu Qing smiled, kissed him, and nodded his little nose affectionately: "Our Brother Lan is finally getting better. Mother is so happy."
Lan Ge'er grinned with his bare gums, which made Lu Qing's heart feel softer and softer.
Winter has entered the capital, and the flying snowflakes are spinning back and forth in the air and falling, solemnly and grandly covering the ground.
After a long time, the snow stopped. There was a thick layer of snow on the dry branches outside the house, and the foraging birds squatted and jumped on it, then fluttered their wings in despair and flew into the sky.
Luqing stood by the window and watched for a while, then turned around and said to Mandong: "Put some food for birds in the yard." She liked these clever and lively little things. They looked at the freedom and ease, which could add to the boring winter days. Lots of fun.
Mandong took the order and ran out happily.
After that, those birds that could not go to the south in time to spend the winter called each other and made Jinjiyuan their destination, and the courtyard was very lively for a while.
Lan Ge'er likes the chirping of birds very much. He likes to lie next to Lu Qing and fall asleep listening to the chirping of birds.
Yan Fuguang didn't find it interesting, only that it was noisy.
Lan Ge'er leaned against his father, babbling and moving his eyes. He always became more excited when he heard the birds chirping.
"You like it so much?" Yan Fuguang held Brother Lan's little fleshy hand in his palm and played with it, promising, "Grow up well and your father will find you a rare thing."
Lu Qing on the side was curious: "What kind of rare thing?"
Yan Fuguang raised his eyes and glanced at the purse in her hand that was about to be embroidered, and raised the corners of his lips: "A bird with bright fur that can imitate human speech."
Lu Qing exclaimed in a very ignorant way: "Really! There are still birds in the world that can speak human language?!"
"Yes, but it's not common. My father only has two of them." Yan Fuguang touched Brother Lan's little feet, "But forget about the ones from my father's place. It's not convenient for training. I'll find another young one." Yes, I have been raised by Brother Lan since I was a child."
Lu Qing raised the purse as gently as water: "Brother Lan is still young, so you don't have to worry. It's not too late to find him when he can speak. I made a new purse for you. Do you want to try it?"
"It doesn't hurt to try." Yan Fuguang put the sleepy Brother Lan on the couch, lifted up the quilt and covered him, then stood up and motioned to Lu Qing to put on his purse.
Lu Qing smiled softly and put the purse on Yan Fuguang's waist with nimble fingers: "I embroidered green bamboo, does the prince still like it?"
She arranged his clothes gently and looked at him with smiling eyes.
Yan Fuguang lowered his head and glanced, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Reward."
Lu Qing Shi Shi Ran curtsied and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
She likes the feeling of being rewarded for her efforts.
"I have something else to do, so I will go back to Hemingyuan first, and you guys will take good care of Brother Lan."
Yan Fuguang left Jinqiyuan, and Luqing reluctantly sent him out of the yard. He didn't turn back to the house until he couldn't see his back.
Mandong said with emotion: "Master, you have deep love for the prince!"
Lu Qing raised her eyes, and there was no lingering affection in her watery eyes: "What did you say?"
Mandong was stunned for a moment: "Slave, slave, I saw it wrong..."
