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Wan Ju then closed the door, causing Jin Lan to soften his body and lean on the large satin pillow.

Although there was an ice mountain in the room to relieve the heat, Jin Lan's body had just recovered. Mama Tang placed the ice mountain in the corner opposite of the bed. Wan Ju took the fan Bi He placed on the table, and slowly fanned Jin Lan.

She was not in a hurry to talk to Wan Ju, so she squinted her eyes and listened to the sounds outside, after a long while she exhaled and looked up at Wan Ju, "How is the situation?"

Wan Ju had long considered things in her heart, but when she heard Jin Lan's question, she couldn't stop the fan in her hands as she replied softly: "I heard from Qiu Wen that Madam's illness is always under the watch of Doctor Gong, and that she is the one that Big Sister Man Ping invited after the lady's scalding foot last time."

"Doctor Gong?" That day, he had been scald by the Medicinal Juice. Madame SHen had only asked for a doctor, not a name, but Man Ping had invited this Doctor Gong. From this, it could be seen that Madame SHen often invited her to the palace to see a doctor.

"Yes, Qiu Wen also said that his wife's medicine would be consumed in the morning when she wakes up, it would be more or less the same as the girl drinking a cup of hot tea when she gets up. Furthermore, the matter of the medicinal herbs being given to us is done personally by Sister Man Ping and Sister Hui Xiu, and they have never pretended to do it. "

Man Ping? Hui Xiu? Jin Lan couldn't help but frown. The two of them were the maids standing beside Madame SHen, and they had been taking care of him for the past few years. Furthermore, from the looks of it, the Madame SHen trusted them greatly, so it shouldn't be …

"That's right, this is the item that the young lady ordered me to retrieve." Wan Ju seemed to have thought of something, and immediately put down the fan in her hands, and took out a silk handkerchief that was tightly wrapped up, "This servant and Qiu Wen said that Miss woke up early to eat osmanthus cake, and wanted to let Qiu Wen see if there was anything prepared in the kitchen, so I followed along. Taking advantage of the fact that Qiu Wen and the Female Cook weren't paying attention, I secretly took out a small piece." As she spoke, he opened it and handed it to Jin Lan.

A small dark brown thing was quietly lying in the scallion colored brocade handkerchief. The handkerchief that was wrapped around it was stained with a brown color, and a faint medicinal smell wafted in the air. It was the dregs of the medicine that had been used in the frying.

Surprise flashed past Jin Lan's eyes. She hadn't thought that things would go so smoothly. Not only did she get the information she wanted, she even got her hands on the dregs. Just as Jin Lan was about to receive the brocade handkerchief, the smell of the medicine in front of her caused her hand to pause, and then she withdrew it. "How can you be so sure that this is something that your wife used?"

Wan Ju heard and laughed, then said: "Masters' medicine pots are naturally different from those used by servants. Other than Mistress, who else can use good purple sand medicine cans?"

Jin Lan couldn't help but feel that something wasn't right, so he asked again, "Then tell me, how did you get this dregs?"

Only then did Wan Ju understand what she meant, but Jin Lan still had a smile on his face, and his tone of voice had a hint of flirtatiousness. Perhaps the girl was curious and felt relieved, so she continued to smile and said: "Speaking of it, it's a coincidence, when I went there, the medicine pot had already been cleaned. I thought that we could only wait until the next time to think of a way, who would have thought that Qiu Wen accidentally touched the hairpin, when this servant was helping to pick it up, I coincidentally saw a small piece of dregs by the side of the furnace, and thus took it back. "

Jin Lan took the silk handkerchief that was wrapped in medicinal dregs, lowered his head and examined it carefully, after which he secretly sniffed a few times before handing it over to Wan Ju, "In two days time, you will go out of the house and find a doctor. Take a look at the contents of this medicine." With that, he added, "Don't go to Doctor Gong."

Wan Ju was not stupid. Jin Lan had made her do so many things, say things like that, take out medicinal dregs, and now they still had to go out to examine some medicine. If she didn't understand Jin Lan's thoughts now, she would not be able to show her face. He took the handkerchief and respectfully replied, "Yes."

Only after giving out all the instructions did Jin Lan's tensed state of mind relax a little. As drowsiness assaulted him, he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep lasted all the way until noon. When Mama Tang was in the hall preparing lunch, Bi He finally called out to him. After lunch, Jin Lan was in high spirits. She ordered people to pack up the four treasures of the study room and prepared to practice calligraphy.

Although Ye Lin's bloodline was only a side branch, he had been an official for five generations, and his great-grandfather was an official. Although Ye Lin's generation suffered a bit, his Ye Family was still considered a family of bells, and the aroma of books was very expensive. Moreover, Ye Lin was born to scout and received a good debt of gratitude. To be able to obtain the high position in the history of the Patrol of the Salt Clan at the age of thirty showed that he was not a foolish person.

Thus, Ye Family did not believe in women. On the contrary, they had strict requirements of the three young ladies. Not only did they invite instructors to read and write, they even invited various master teachers to teach them their skills.

Ye Family were the three talented women, and everyone in the Yangzhou City knew who they were.

Jin Lan liked calligraphy. Ye Lin doted on the only direct descendant, so he sent all kinds of inscriptions to the Lan Garden.

As a result, although the three ladies of Ye Family were young, they were able to write quite a few words.

A few days ago, he was sick and his body was weak. Now that he had recovered, Jin Lan immediately returned to his daily habit of practicing calligraphy.

After a few days, Wan Ju found a reason to leave the palace, and Jin Lan was naturally able to do so. After eating dinner and giving Mu Lan proper instructions on what to do, Wan Ju returned back to her room to pack up her things, and prepared to leave early tomorrow morning while it was still cool.

Bi He waited for Jin Lan to rest before turning off the lights in the house. Seeing that Wan Ju had already finished packing, he did not go forward to help, but turned around and poured a cup of tea for Wan Ju.

Wan Ju accepted the teacup with a smile, took a sip, and said: "I only lack a few more, I might as well keep it well and rest, so that I won't sweat too much." As she spoke, she placed the teacup on the table and got busy again.

Bi He watched on from the side, and the corner of her mouth twitched. She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. However, Wan Ju had finally packed her bag and turned around to see Bi He standing at the side, looking completely lost in thought.

"What's wrong? You look so bad? " Wan Ju placed her hand on Bi He's forehead, and then touched her own forehead, feeling that there was no difference.

"No problem." Bi He tried to retract her thoughts, and immediately grabbed Wan Ju's hand, and laughed: "It might be because of the hot air."

"It's a bit hot today, so you have to be careful of your body. If you fall ill, who will serve you?" Wan Ju was extremely concerned, the young miss only had her and Bi He's two senior servant girls, the second tier servant girls usually could not just enter the house casually, and now that she was on leave, what if Bi He was sick, wouldn't there be no one by the young miss's side to help her?

"Look at your jinx!" "It's not as serious as you say." Bi He scolded, but her eyebrows relaxed a lot, she pulled Wan Ju's hand and sat down, "Let's talk."

Wan Ju saw that her face was slightly better, and laughed: What did you say? I see that you have been in a daze recently. Could it be that you have something on your mind? "

Bi He shook her head, she hesitated for a moment before sighing silently, holding onto Wan Ju's hand tightly, she spoke: "Wan Ju, how long have we known each other?"

Wan Ju was startled, she thought for a while and said: "We entered the palace together, it has been six or seven years."

It's been seven years. Originally,'s eyes were a little unfocused, he muttered to himself: "Once we enter the house, we will follow the young miss, from the third tier servant girls to the first tier servant. Just look at the Qiu Wen and Mo Chu who are still serving as the second tier servant girls, you can tell that the young lady treats us extremely well."

Wan Ju nodded her head, "Young lady's temper and softness, not to mention us, which one of us in this house is not nice?"

"But ever since Miss got this disease, do you feel that …" Bi He's hand that was holding Wan Ju felt cold, the words that reached her mouth, paused for a moment, then spat out with difficulty: "It's as if this lady has become a completely different person?"

"Someone else?" Wan Ju thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No!"

As expected, did she overthink it? But to herself, the girl … Bi He closed his eyes before letting go of Wan Ju's hand, and said: "Rest early, I'll wake up earlier tomorrow."

Wan Ju thought that Bi He's words were weird, she wanted to say that the young lady had grown up and had her own way of thinking, but seeing the fatigue on Bi He's face, she swallowed her words and did not say anymore.

Early morning of the second day, Wan Ju left the mansion carrying a bag.

Although Jin Lan appeared no different from usual, his heart was in turmoil no matter what he did. A short three days felt like three years.

Especially on the day that Wan Ju returned to her residence, she became even more restless, and faintly felt that something was going to happen.

In the evening, Wan Ju, who should have already returned to her home, didn't see anyone. Jin Lan, who was specifically waiting in the room, could only wait anxiously.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside the house. Jin Lan hurriedly told Bi He to go out and have a look, but the person Bi He brought back was not Wan Ju, but Qiu Wen who had Shuixie Pavilion.

When Qiu Wen saw Jin Lan, she suddenly rushed forward and cried: "Miss, go and take a look! Madame fainted! "