C113 (1/2)

When Jin Lan left the room, Mama Wu, who was standing at the side and looked like a wooden figure, went forward to help him lie down. Seeing the fatigue in Madame Chen's eyes, she recalled the feeling she had when facing Jin Lan, and after a moment of deliberation, she said: ”Master, can't you just tell Lady Jin Lan about your intentions? Why are you so tired of yourself? ”

Madame Chen glanced at her, closed her eyes, and said indifferently: ”Saying it directly is definitely useful, but it unavoidably creates a gap in her heart.”

If it wasn't to make Jin Lan willing, why would she spend so much effort to circle around this little girl?

Mama Wu wanted to say something but she hesitated. In her eyes, Lady Jin Lan was not someone easy to control, and she did not know if her master was right or wrong. Even though she had a strange feeling in her heart, it was only a guess. She could only nod and say, ”Master is right, this servant is stupid.” He then did not dare to say anymore and focused on beating Madame Chen's legs.

Jin Lan walked out of the room, and a cold wind blew past her. Her face felt as if it was being cut by a knife. She couldn't help but shiver in fear. She felt a chill in her heart because of the cold weather.

”Miss!”

Mama Shang and Bi He had been standing at the bottom of the porch the entire time. Even though Chunfen had invited them to rest in the side room, they did not want to move and insisted on guarding outside the door. The moment she saw Jin Lan, she stepped forward to welcome him.

A trace of white mist appeared from the corner of Jin Lan's mouth. She reluctantly glanced at Mama Shang, who had an anxious look in her eyes, and signaled her to speak more when she returned.

Even if Mama Shang was extremely anxious, she had no choice but to restrain herself as she supported Jin Lan up onto the palanquin and returned to Lotus Root.

Along the way, the sky was gloomy and it seemed like it was going to snow again.

Bi He and Mama Shang were walking on the two sides of the warm sedan. As she walked, she would occasionally turn her head to look at the sedan chair's window that was covered by a thick curtain, and her expression was complex.

Ever since Jin Lan left, Wan Ju closed the door and stayed outside under the glass window to sit down to stitch. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, she reckoned that someone was about to come back, she raised her head and coincidentally saw the warm sedan chair enter the courtyard. She quickly put down the sewing basket and opened the door.

After Jin Lan entered the house, Wan Ju and Bi He busied themselves with helping her change her clothes and pour the tea. Mama Shang took some copper coins and gave them to the wife who was carrying the palanquin before sending them back.

After a long while of work, Jin Lan sat on the warm brick bed, surrounded by the warm brocade bed, holding the hot ginger soup and sipping it. This ginger soup was specially made by Wan Ju after she left and was kept warm on the furnace in the outer room.

As the large bowl of ginger soup entered her mouth, beads of sweat began to form on the tip of her nose. She exhaled deeply, and her body immediately felt much better. Only after placing the blue and white bowl on a few steps did she raise her head to look at Wan Ju, ”Has anyone come before after I left?”

Wan Ju nodded her head, ”First Miss has been here before, but this servant did not open the door, and only replied through the window.”

Ye Jinwei is here? Jin Lan raised his eyebrows. It seemed that besides the Old Ancestor, every move she made in the Lotus Root was a matter that people cared about!

”Miss.” Wan Ju saw her solemn expression and could not help but ask: ”The Old Ancestor is perfectly fine, why did he let this lady pass with a chill?” She had been feeling uneasy, wondering if the Golden Tide incident had occurred.

Jin Lan raised his eyes and looked at Wan Ju and Bi He's faces, ”Don't worry, it's nothing important. I'm tired too, I want to rest for a bit. The pastries last time were not bad. You guys can go make more. When I wake up, I can fill my stomach. ”

The two froze for a moment. They looked at each other, then replied, ”Yes.”

Mama Shang sent the two of them out of the room and closed the door behind him. Although Wan Ju had his suspicions, he understood that there were some things Jin Lan wasn't willing to let the two of them know about. After walking two steps, she realized that Bi He was not following him, so she turned around to look, only to see her staring blankly at the closed door. He could not help but call out: ”Bi He?”

”Huh?” Bi He trembled, she quickly turned her head, and seeing the look in Wan Ju's eyes, she unnaturally smiled, and quickly walked forward and grabbed her hand, and said: ”Let's go, let's go make some pastry for the young lady.”

Wan Ju was completely confused as she was pulled into the small kitchen by Bi He.

Although the voice was soft, it still reached Mama Shang's ears bit by bit. After the footsteps outside the door disappeared, she returned to the room and looked at Jin Lan with her clear eyes: ”Miss, about that …”

Jin Lan lowered his gloomy eyes, sighed, and said: ”Mama, I have already agreed to the Old Ancestor's request, I will accompany her to the palace two days later.”

”What's going on?” Mama Shang could not help but take in a breath of cold air, and anxiously replied: ”How could I allow that!”

”I don't want to agree to this either.” Jin Lan smiled bitterly, ”But other than that, there's no other way. Mama, the Old Ancestor is much more shrewd than we thought he was, these little tricks simply won't enter her eyes!”

After she finished speaking, she narrated every single detail of the conversation she had with the Old Ancestor in the Longevity Hall. Hearing this, Mama Shang felt as if a bucket of cold water was being poured over her head, causing her entire body to turn ice-cold.

”In that case, the Old Ancestor never believed that the lady was sick.” After serving First Princess for so many years, she was confident that even if she wasn't able to completely understand his intentions, she could guess his thoughts by fifty to sixty percent.

Jin Lan shook his head, ”You can't say that. The old ancestor indeed believed it at the beginning, but there were still doubts in his heart. As for the later …” A trace of disappointment appeared on her face, ”We were careless.”