Chapter 210 The Saint is escaping from the Shura Field again today 3

The smile on Lan Ye's lips condensed slightly, "What do you mean?"

Lan Shuang smiled: "No intention, I just want to ask if my adoptive father has really thought about it? The prince is the crown prince of the country. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely ascend the throne in the future. However, the mother family of the five princes has declined, and now they have no one to rely on. It seems that

I am weak and incompetent, who does my adoptive father want me to choose?"

Lan Ye stared at her deeply for a moment, then Shi Shiran stood up: "You don't have to worry about it now. I will let you know what happens next. What you have to do now is to contact the prince. In three days, the prince will entertain guests.

You have a copy of the invitation and you know what to do."

Lan Shuang had a severe headache, her temples were twitching, and she felt dizzy and sick to her stomach after sitting for a while.

But she didn't want to show timidity in front of Lan Ye, so she just smiled and said, "Okay."

Lan Ye's face brightened slightly when he saw her promise, "If you don't feel well, go to bed early. I'll come see you another day."

Lan Shuang didn't say anything. After he went out, she immediately jumped up from the bed, ran outside quickly, found a basin and started to vomit.

Lan Ye, who had just walked out of the door, happened to hear it. He paused as he was about to go down the steps, then stepped back. He turned to look at the closed door, his lips pursed slightly.

The maid came up and said, "Master Imperial Master."

Lan Ye came back to his senses and whispered: "Go get some water, and ask the kitchen to prepare a bowl of hangover soup."

"yes."

The maid took the order, and Lan Ye just walked down the steps. As he walked, he thought about Lan Shuang's every move just now, and remembered the look in her eyes when she looked at him. She seemed to be submissive, but in fact it contained provocation.

Could it be that after getting drunk, your personality changed?

Lan Ye unconsciously twirled his fingers again, and the red mark flashed through his mind again. His eyes dimmed slightly and he quickly left.

…

Lan Shuang felt much better after vomiting, but her whole body felt weak. She touched her forehead and said, "Xiao Ba Ba, why do I feel like I have a fever?"

888: "Host, don't worry, I'll test it for you!"

Lan Shuang sat on the ground and leaned on a stool to calm down her breathing. After a while, 888 screamed like a furry: "Ah! Host, you really have a fever, and it's still a bit high. You have to call the doctor quickly!"

Lan Shuang nodded calmly: "I just said why I feel uncomfortable everywhere."

Just then the maid came in with water and was startled when she saw Lan Shuang sitting on the ground: "Holy girl, what's wrong with you? The ground is cold, please don't freeze!"

She put down the basin and went to help Lan Shuang. Lan Shuang's hot body temperature was revealed through her thin middle coat. The maid felt something bad when she touched it: "Are you having a fever?"

"Well, don't panic, go and ask the doctor to come, and then ask someone to empty the contents of the basin and clean it up."

The maid looked at the basin and saw that the wine and sour water she had vomited were all there. The smell was really unpleasant.

"Yes, I will help you go to bed first."

"Good work."

Lan Shuang returned to bed, and the maid covered her with a quilt, wetted the handkerchief, wrung it out, folded it and placed it on her forehead, "I'll go find the doctor right now!"

Lan Shuang couldn't hear what she said at this time. She was groggy. She could feel that there were always people coming and going in the room, but no one came close. She didn't take it seriously and let herself fall into a deep sleep.

.

The maid went to find Lan Ye. Lan Ye rushed over immediately after knowing that Lan Shuang had a fever. It was clear that Lan Shuang was still fine when he left.

"Master Imperial Master——"

Lan Ye went back and came back already wearing a mask. When he walked to the door, the maids immediately saluted.

Lanye walked past them without even looking at them. As soon as he reached the inner room, the doctor who hurriedly came outside also arrived.

"grown ups!"

The doctor almost bumped into the Imperial Master, and after standing still, he quickly saluted.

The Imperial Master turned his head and looked at him: "Yueying, go show her."

"yes."

Yueying came forward with the medicine box, and the maid immediately opened the bed curtain, took out one of Lan Shuang's hands, put it on the bedside, and put a silk handkerchief on her wrist.

Yueying checked Lan Shuang's pulse through the silk handkerchief, while the others did not dare to breathe and waited with bated breath.

After a while, Yueying frowned and stood up and said: "Sir, the lady drank too much and hurt her spleen and stomach, and she also caught wind, which is why she developed a fever. I went to make a prescription and grab some medicine for her to drink. I drank it for five consecutive days.

God, you can recover."

"Get rid of the fever first."

Lanye's voice sounded a little cold through the mask.

"yes."

The maid immediately brought a pen and paper. Yueying wrote quickly. Once the prescription was completed, she immediately gave it to the maid: "Hurry up and fry the medicine. Let the kitchen cook a bowl of thicker white porridge. I'll give it to the lady later."

"yes."

…

Everyone was busy, except Lan Shuang, who fell into a deep sleep and fell unconscious.

When she regained consciousness, she felt someone standing beside the bed.

Thanks to her courage, Three Souls and Seven Souls could scare half of those who are less courageous.

"My foster father hasn't slept yet. Why don't you stand here and keep vigil for me?"

Lan Shuang's voice was hoarse and low, with a sickly tone, which made people feel worried.

Lan Ye frowned: "You went too far this time."

Lan Shuang chuckled: "Don't worry, you won't miss anything. It's just the wind and cold. It will definitely be healed in three days. I will not be absent from the prince's banquet."

Lanye: "..."

He hummed softly, tossed his sleeves and left, "It's best this way."

Lan Shuang looked at his leaving figure with a confused look on her face: "Huh?"

She asked 888: "Leave now? Is this person sick? Standing here for a long time just to listen to my sarcasm?"

888 was silent for a while, pinched his chin and said, "I think you are straight sometimes."

Lan Shuang: "???"

It wasn't until the maid came over with porridge to help her drink it that Lan Shuang suddenly realized: "Look at me, I'm confused. Is Lan Ye worried?"

888: "Yes, you have finally figured it out."

Lan Shuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She slowly lay down and pulled the quilt, "Aren't I still used to this? It's been a long time since I went back to ancient times. I forgot that the ancients were such roundabout people. In addition, Lan Ye was a top student, so I didn't react.

come over."

888 put it bluntly, "I think you just don't bother to bother with him, right? That's not how you treat Los. If Ross purses his lips, you can tell what kind of jealousy he has."

Lan Shuang: "..."

She was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed softly, "Okay, see it through and don't tell it. It's a matter of a lifetime, and your heart is so big. If you give it to one person, how can you tell it apart? The original owner Ai Lanye

, but I don’t love him, so—what does he think have to do with me?”

"Holy girl, the medicine is here."

Lan Shuang was lying drowsily on the bed. The maid came in with a bowl of medicine. Lan Shuang touched her belly. The porridge had not been digested yet. She had to drink such a bowl of medicine again. Can she still fall asleep tonight?

?

"Master Yueying's medicine is very effective. The saint will be cured soon after drinking it. There is no need to worry."

When the maid saw that she was in a daze and refused to drink, she thought she was worried. Lan Shuang shook her head and did not explain. She sat up and took the bowl and asked 888: "Xiao Ba Ba, is it poisonous?"

888 checked it and said: "This is not there, the host can rest assured."

"Yeah." Lan Shuang picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp, staring at the maid in shock.

Lan Ye: The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows the wild land again.
Chapter completed!