After Song Tong retreated, Mu Yuante hurriedly walked towards Nuan Pavilion. While taking off his coat, he said with a smile on his face: "Lan'er, I'm back."
"I heard it," Lu Minglan put down the tea bowl, stepped forward, took Mu Yuante's coat, and said with a smile, "You have such a loud voice, are you afraid that I can't hear you?"
"Hey, I miss you so much. Now I really hate that old scholar more and more. The older he gets, the more nagging he is. He wastes his time in vain every day. I've wanted to come back for a long time," Mu Yuante leaned over. After a long kiss, it wasn't until Lu Minglan struggled that he reluctantly let go of Lu Minglan. While pulling Lu Minglan to sit on the soft couch together, he said, "I didn't sleep well last night. When I go to court in the morning, I feel like all I can see is you.”
"Bah! You have the nerve to say you didn't sleep well, you just didn't sleep well at all, you..." At this point, Lu Minglan suddenly fell silent and turned away with a red face.
"You didn't sleep? So what did I do last night?" Mu Yuante chuckled, holding Lu Minglan's shoulders with his big hands, turning her around again, forcing her to look at him, while Squinting her eyes, she asked with a low smile, "Lan'er, why don't you continue? Why are you still blushing?"
"What the hell..." Lu Minglan muttered in a low voice, while changing the subject in a hurry, "Let's have lunch. I'll ask the palace maid to bring it in. Just wait."
Mu Yuante watched Lu Minglan awkwardly walk out of the Nuan Pavilion. He couldn't help but cover his face and laugh, and immediately fell on the soft couch. His mood was so good.
For many years, he had been suppressed and suppressed, and he never dared to hope that he would have such a good life.
In the past, he even felt that such a good life, even if he only lived it for one day, would be worth his time in this life.
But now, he had it, he had this woman that he longed for day and night, and he had such a good life, but he felt that he was even more greedy.
He looked at the red-painted gold beams and felt lost for a while.
…
"How is Madam's health?" Half a month ago, he called the imperial doctor to ask.
"Thank you for your help, Madam is in good health," the imperial doctor said respectfully, "Although Madam's body was a little weaker before, after these two years of treatment, Madam's body is much better than before, and even better than her peers. Much better, please rest assured."
"Is it possible that Madam is pregnant?" he asked hurriedly, his heart jumping into his throat.
"This..." The imperial doctor was a little embarrassed, paused, and continued, "The Great Khan clearly knows that my wife must be over forty years old. Although she is in good health, she is not as good as a younger woman. Moreover, conception also depends on chance. , so... my subordinates are not sure."
"Then if Madam is pregnant, will her body be able to bear it?" After a pause, Mu Yuante asked again.
The imperial doctor thought for a while, and then said: "Qiqi Khan, my wife has a good foundation. Although she is not young, she has been raising precious medicines and treasures all these years, which is incomparable to ordinary people, so as long as she is Madam is able to conceive, and I dare to ensure that Madam, mother and child are safe.”
"Is it true?" Mu Yuante's eyes lit up.
"Yes, I dare to guarantee my life!"
…
"What are you thinking about? You are so lost in thought," Lu Minglan came over and reached out to hold Mu Yuante's hand, squeezing it gently and sitting next to him. "Why do you keep smiling like this? You don't feel sour at all?"