C2 (1/2)
”Why? ”Why?” Ye Jinlan woke up from his nightmare and sat up abruptly, gasping for breath. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. The familiar itch in his throat assaulted her, causing her to cough violently.
”Did the girl have a dream again?” A pair of warm hands gently patted Ye Jinlan's back. After drinking the hot tea, her breathing became smoother. Only then did she slowly raise her head, a benevolent expression appearing in her eyes.
”Mama?” Her heart skipped a beat as she carefully cried out. She was afraid that the person before her was just an illusion. If she touched him, she would disappear.
”Sigh!” Mama Tang looked at Jin Lan's pale little face and could not help but hold her in his embrace, ”Miss, don't be afraid. Mama is here, it was just a nightmare just now.
Yes, it was a nightmare. She was still alive.
Jin Lan laid softly in Mama Tang's embrace, trying to hold back the tears that were almost flowing out. After half a month, she kept reminding herself that she was still alive in this world.
With a sense of pity, she, who should have returned to the Underworld, opened her eyes and actually returned to her childhood. Everything had not happened yet, the mother was still there, the Mama Tang was still there, she had not ascended to the throne, Ye Jinwei had not succeeded, and that person was also not there.
Feeling the person in her embrace trembling, Mama Tang could not help but sigh slightly. For the better part of a month, the young lady had dreamt night and day. It made sense to think about it. Although the summer was hot, the waters of the pond were still very cold. The girl's body was always weak, and she did not know how to swim. If it wasn't for the fact that Wan Ju knew water … Mama Tang did not dare to think further, and suddenly felt resentment in her heart. It was all First Miss's fault, they had to pull the girl to the Lotus Pond to play.
Smelling the faint fragrance of the osmanthus flower from Mama Tang's body, Jin Lan felt slightly more at ease. He sat up and looked at the gray sky outside the window before asking softly, ”When did Mama return home? Is elder brother in good health? ”
In his previous life, besides his mother, Mama Tang, the wet nurse who loved him the most, was found by Lady Shao and sent far away. Not only did she believe it, she also ignored Mama Tang's pitiful look. Thinking about it now, it was really like she had a heart of a wolf!
He came back last night. Miss Meng is worried, the farm boy's skin is rough and thick, how can he be so precious? It's been a long time since I've been alive and kicking. ” A few days ago, someone at Tang mama's house sent a letter saying that her youngest son had caught a cold and refused to drink medicine to make a fuss about his mother. Tang mama had no choice but to leave the house on leave.
The last time she went back to the manor last night? The Mama Tang lived far away, she had to spend more than half a day on the road the moment she came back. That being said, Mama only stayed at home for one night and then rushed back. It was likely that she was worried about him, right? Looking carefully at the fatigue on Mama Tang's face, her nose twitched and she could not help but hug Mama Tang's shoulders tightly.
”Look, I'm sweating.” The Mama Tang stretched out his hand and touched Jin Lan's back, who was perspiring in sweat, then turned and shouted towards the outside: ”Bi He, bring some hot water to wash this lady's body.”
”Sigh!” Bi He agreed and immediately brought the hot water on the furnace in.
Jin Lan looked at the busy figure. The feelings he had with her from the past surfaced in his mind bit by bit. His expression was extremely complicated.
”Miss?” Bi He tested the temperature of the hot water in the copper basin, and it just so happened that she was able to neatly take out a set of clothes from the yellow cabinet. When she turned around, she saw Jin Lan staring at him blankly, and his face couldn't help but redden as she extended a hand to shake Jin Lan's gaze, and laughed: ”What is Miss looking at? Have flowers grown on this servant's face? ”
Jin Lan lowered his eyes, covering them as they trembled. After a long time, he said softly, ”I'm fine.”
Although Bi He felt that the girl was a little different from before, she didn't dare say much as she helped Jin Lan wash and change her clothes together with Mama Tang.
”Miss didn't eat much last night. This servant will take a look at the kitchen and bring the breakfast over. Does Miss want anything to eat?” Bi He's hand in combing her hair was passed down from the Mama Tang, and since the Mama Tang was still here, he didn't need her. She helped Jin Lan hang up his goatee jade skirt and adjusted the corners of it before standing up and asking with a smile.
”It's still early, so I'm afraid the pot hasn't come out of the kitchen yet. I made some cinnamon cake last night and it's still warm in our little kitchen. Bring it over here to rest the girl's belly.” Mama Tang instructed as she lightly combed Jin Lan's hair.
Mama Tang's words made Jin Lan's heart warm up. She loved to eat the osmanthus cake made by the Mama Tang. In her previous life, after the Mama had left the Ye Mansion, the osmanthus cake made by the Female Cook might have been exquisite, but it was never as delicious as the one made by the Mama herself.
It was probably because Mama heard that she did not eat much for dinner when she returned, she had prepared the osmanthus cake overnight. After all, the entire Ye Mansion was provided by the large kitchen every day. After the hour had passed, unless there was a special event, the furnace wouldn't be reignited.
As for the small kitchen, not every yard could have one. With such a large Ye Family, other than the Shuixie Pavilion of her father and mother who lived here and the old lady, only her Lan Garden had been set up.
”Sigh!” This servant will go and bring it over now. ” Bi He replied, and turned to leave.
”Wait!” Jin Lan hurriedly called out to Bi He, ”I want to have breakfast with mother.”
With the Eldest Wife? Mama Tang and Bi He looked at each other, their hearts filled with an indescribable strangeness.