In a house in the wilderness, Wei Lan put Luo Wei on the bed.
This is the house that Mo Huan Sang told him, and it has everything in it, that is, the owner of the house has disappeared.
"Master?" Wei Lan called to Luo Wei.
Luo Wei opened his eyes after a long time.
"Drink some hot water," Wei Lan handed the boiled hot water to Luo Wei's mouth.
Luo Wei opened his mouth and choked after only one sip.
"Slow down," Wei Lan hurriedly put down the water bowl again, patted Luo Wei's back, and said, "Are you hungry? I'll go get something to eat."
Luo Wei shook his head, grabbed Wei Lan's hand, and choked by the water, he woke up and asked Wei Lan, "Come on, tell me what's going on with my eldest brother!"
Wei Lan sat beside the bed and pulled up the quilt covering Luo Wei.
"My eldest brother is really not dead?" Luo Wei couldn't wait for Wei Lan to speak, and asked again.
"The eldest son is really fine," Wei Lan said, "This is what Master Xiang told me himself."
"My father?" Luo Wei was even more stunned.
Wei Lan took him to Emperor Xingwu's imperial life, and the night before he left Shangdu, Luo Zhiqiu told him everything he said to Luo Wei, "Master Xiang asked me to take the young master away, let us not go back again. Yes," Wei Lan said to Luo Wei.
When Wei Lan spoke, Luo Wei didn't speak any more, just listened silently, his head was still buried in Wei Lan's arms, and he looked unsympathetic.
"Young Master?" Wei Lan waited for Luo Wei for a long time, but he didn't see Luo Wei talking, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Luo Wei, "Are you angry with Xiangye?"
Luo Wei's heart was overjoyed and sad at the moment, but he couldn't explain it to Wei Lan.
"Master Xiang also has difficulties," Wei Lan thought about saying a few words for Luo Zhiqiu, not wanting Luo Wei to hate Luo Zhiqiu.
"It's fine, eldest brother," Luo Wei said dully, "I don't care what I do."
Wei Lan hugged Luo Wei distressedly and said, "How can it be indifferent?"
"What about my sister-in-law's child?" Luo Wei asked again, "Is this a lie to me too?"
"The eldest lady's child is aborted," Wei Lan said.
Rowe's hopeful expression froze.
"I heard that her pregnancy has always been unstable," Wei Lan said hurriedly, "Young master, don't take this issue on your shoulders."
"I'll be fine if I don't write that letter," Rowe said angrily, "Why am I so stupid?!"
"Who is the person who delivered the letter for the son?" Wei Lan asked, "I killed him for the son!"
"Already dead," Luo Wei said, "it's Yan'er's mother."
"Then you took her out of the palace?" Wei Lan's voice rose.
"A little girl," said Rowe, "Lan, are you going to kill even a little girl now? Are you fighting a war, and you are addicted to killing?"
"I," Wei Lan was blocked by Luo Wei and was speechless again.
"So my father is going to resign?" Luo Wei asked dully again.
"Master Xiang said so, and said that Long Xuan might be the emperor behind."
"As long as my family is fine, I don't care who he is to be the emperor," Luo Wei muttered, removed his body from Wei Lan's arms, and lay on the bed.
Knowing that Luo Wei's mood would not be better for a while, Wei Lan said, "It's raining, I'll go and boil some water and wipe the body for the son?"
"Well," Rowe responded.
Wei Lan brought water into the kitchen from the well in the courtyard, and after a few trips, filled a large pot. When the water boiled, Wei Lan dug out some rice from the rice jar. After scouring it carefully, he filled it in a small pot and put it on the stove to make porridge. Thinking that when I was just fetching water, I saw a chicken coop in the yard, so I went to the yard again and found four eggs in the chicken coop.
Luo Wei lay on the bed no longer sleepy, thinking about the wounds on his body when Wei Lan wiped his body for a while, Wei Lan could see the wounds on his body, and Luo Wei felt a little scared for some reason.
Wei Lan came in with hot water and said, "Master, wipe your back, eat something, and then go to sleep."
"I'm hungry," Rowe said, "Lan, I want to eat."
Wei Lan hurriedly brought out the hot water and put it on the stove to heat it up. He scrambled all four eggs and brought them into the house together with the boiled porridge.
Luo Wei looked at the bowl in Wei Lan's hand and said, "There are still eggs here?"
"The place that Mo Huansang was looking for," Wei Lan helped Luo Wei to sit up, took out a bowl of porridge, mixed in a spoonful of Ganoderma lucidum powder, and said, "Let's leave early tomorrow morning."
Luo Wei opened his mouth and took a mouthful of the porridge fed by Wei Lan, nodded and said, "Okay, we'll leave tomorrow. What does this porridge taste like?" After eating a mouthful of porridge, Luo Wei felt that the taste was bitter, so he asked Wei Lan. : "What kind of powder did you add?"
Wei Lan broke the scrambled egg, put it on the porridge, and fed it to Luo Wei's lips, saying, "The Lingzhi given by Xiangye is good for the son's body, so eat more."
After Luo Wei arrived in Beiyan, he hadn't eaten properly. At this time, he was still holding things in his mind. After eating half a bowl of porridge, he refused to eat again.
Wei Lan saw that Luo Wei didn't eat much porridge, but he still ate a lot of scrambled eggs, and he was satisfied. He asked Luo Wei again: "Really don't eat?"
"I can't eat any more," Rowe said.
Wei Lan ate the rest of the porridge and eggs.
"Tired all night," Luo Wei sat on the bed halfway, watching Wei Lan gobble his meal, and said, "Can you eat these?"
Wei Lan said: "There is a pot of porridge here, there is not enough dry food in the package."
"Then I'll go to bed first," Rowe said immediately.
Wei Lan was stunned for a moment. He ate the remaining porridge in the small pot in a few mouthfuls, and said, "Let's take a shower before going to sleep."
"No, I'm wrapped in a quilt and it's not raining at all," Rowe said.
Wei Lan looked at Luo Wei for a while, and took out the small pot and tableware.
Luo Wei breathed a sigh of relief, moved his body and lay down, a smart man, but now he is thinking that it is time to hide for a while.
Wei Lan walked in again after a while and put the hot water in his hand on the edge of the bed.
Luo Wei's left leg was injured, but it did not prevent his right leg from being stressed, and he was lying face inward.
Wei Lan sat on the edge of the bed again and asked Luo Wei, "Young master doesn't want Wei Lan to touch him in the future?"
Rowe paused for a moment before saying, "No."
"Then wash it," Wei Lan said.
"Forget it today, I'm tired," Rowe said.
Wei Lan put her hand on Luo Wei's body, put her head close to Luo Wei's ear, and said, "I know that the son is suffering in Beiyan, and his body must be injured. Does the son want to keep me from seeing him for the rest of his life?"
Luo Wei tugged at the front of his shirt and said nothing.
"Young master can't hide it from me," Wei Lan said again, "Let me see what the injury is like."
"Not too heavy," Rowe said.
"Then it's nothing," Wei Lan said, "what kind of injury can scare me?"
Rowe loosened his grip on the placket.
Wei Lan slowly untied Luo Wei's front belt.
Luo Wei looked embarrassed, but said nothing.