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Chapter fifty-two

Summer is approaching and the sun is already shining.

Lu Fenghe was covered tightly and sat in the sedan chair, but he didn't feel any heat at all. He only felt a stream of cool air coming from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Nanxun was placed in the main room, and Lu Fenghe returned to the west wing.

As soon as the cloak was taken off, no one had sat down, and the soft shoes had just been changed, Fu'an came to invite him.

"Madam, please hurry up and take a look. Master...Master is vomiting again."

Lu Fenghe motioned to Lu Fu to change her shoes.

"Try giving me some warm water?" Lu Fenghe hardened his heart and didn't want to go.

"The only thing I was fed was water. I managed to get some in, but then I vomited it all."

Lu Fenghe leaned on the pillow, "What did the doctor say?"

"Old man Wang has no choice but to ask his wife."

After all, he still couldn't make up his mind and said, "Bring me the cloak."

Fortunately, the entire main house of Bailuyuan and the east and west wings are connected by verandas, and curtains are hung on the verandas. They were originally used for sun protection, but now it is convenient for Lu Fenghe to walk along the verandas to the main house.

When Lu Fenghe saw Shen Nanxun, he always felt that his face was a little pale again.

"First give me some warm water and let the kitchen cook the rice soup quickly, as long as there is a thick layer of rice oil on it."

Lu Fenghe sat on the armchair surrounded by soft pillows beside the bed, "Let Aunt Yu make some medicinal food to replenish qi and blood, something lighter."

After arranging Shen Nanxun's affairs, Lu Fenghe could not wrong himself.

"Bring the Arhat bed over here."

It's okay during the day, but nine times out of ten I have to be here at night.

"Where is Qingling? Are you back?" Lu Fenghe asked.

Qing Ling went to Piling at the end of April to deliver a letter, and also to deliver Dragon Boat Festival gifts. Lu Fenghe also told Qing Ling to bring her things along the way, so Qing Ling followed Lu Balang's cargo ship and arrived in Kyoto the day before yesterday. Yesterday, she helped pack a lot of things. Half a day in the warehouse.

Qing Ling's family was Lu Fenghe's dowry, and her father and brother were both at Zhuangzi, where Lu Fenghe was dowrying in the suburbs.

Yesterday afternoon, Qing Ling left the city to go to Zhuangzi, and he would not be back until noon today.

"When I came back, I ate the morning meal at Zhuangzi and then went into the city. I also brought sugar and oil cakes to the slaves."

Lu Fenghe laughed and cursed, "My house made you hungry, look at how greedy you are."

"Hey, madam, you don't understand. It's delicious if you don't have to pay for it yourself. Besides, it's rare for Qingling to be generous."

Although the girls are about the same age as Lu Fenghe, and the eldest Cuizhi is even one year older than her, Lu Fenghe always feels that they are still young and they are still little girls who love to eat and play.

"Qingling brought a yellow bamboo comb for you all."

Lu Fu neatly arranged the Arhat bed so that Lu Fenghe could lie down comfortably beside the bed.

"Let Qing Ling find the curtains on this bed and open an opening on the other side."

"Ah?" Lu Fu didn't understand for a moment.

The beds in Lu Fenghe's main room are all placed against the wall, so the bed curtains are only open on one side.

"I will most likely have to sleep here at night. The prince can't move. If I pull the bed out, it will be more convenient for me from the other side."

Lu Fu understood, "Yes, I will go and tell Qing Ling. Do you want to collect the things in the west wing?"

Lu Fenghe shook his head, "Take your time, don't be in a hurry."

Although he and Shen Nanxun had slept together in the past few days, Lu Fenghe was really not used to sharing the same bed for a long time.

Besides, since you have decided to reconcile, don't breed your own greed anymore.

Lu Fenghe lay down on the Arhat bed, holding a book in one hand and reading it. The other hand reached to the edge of the bed and rested on Shen Nanxun's arm.

Fu'an fed Shen Nanxun water, rice, oil and medicine.

Shen Nanxun was lying comfortably, but Lu Fenghe was not.

The bed was higher than the Arhat bed. After a while, the hand holding the book became sore, and the hand placed on the edge of the bed was also sore. I couldn't change my position even if I wanted to.

The soreness was so unbearable that Lu Fenghe could only throw away the book, turned sideways, facing Shen Nanxun's direction, and let the book rest for a while.

Shen Nanxun is different from the men who are popular nowadays. He has nothing to do with Yushu Linfeng, being romantic and suave.

Shen Nanxun has clear-cut features, as if carved by a knife. In addition to walking a lot outside, his complexion cannot be called fair, and he looks even more cold and dignified.

Perhaps it is true that men can withstand the passage of time better than women.

Lu Fenghe felt that Shen Nanxun, who was in his forties or fifties, was not much different from now or even five years ago. He was just as handsome and handsome, as unsmiling, just as... She couldn't help but look at him again and again.

As he watched, Lu Fenghe stared blankly. It wasn't until Brother Bao came back from class and Shen Nanxun and Lu Fenghe were in the main room, clamoring to see their parents that Lu Fenghe didn't wake up.

Brother Lao is a sensible child, so he lowered his voice and stepped lightly until his parents were resting.

Brother Lao was lying on the bedside, looking at this, then turning to look at that.

"Mom, why isn't daddy awake yet?" Brother Lao asked.

Lu Fenghe touched Brother Bao'er's head,

"Dad is too tired and wants to sleep a little longer. Let's not quarrel with dad. After seeing my sister, we will go to my grandfather's place to eat wontons with my brothers and sisters."

Brother Bao nodded, "Well, Brother Bao just heard my sister crying. Mom, do you want to eat the wontons?"

"Mom will eat with dad later. Brother Bao had a hard time going to school in the morning. Go find grandma quickly."

Brother Bao also saw that Lu Fenghe was not feeling well, so he nodded obediently, "Mom, please sleep a little longer. Brother Bao will be good. I made an appointment with my brother and sister to study at Bibochi Huxinting Pavilion in the afternoon."

Lu Fenghe thought to himself that since he had made up his mind to leave the Shen family with his children, Brother Bao would not have to practice martial arts. It would be great to study and become literate in the Lu family school.

"Brother, you have to work hard. Mom is going to take the school exam tonight."

Brother Bao nodded solemnly, "Master said that Brother Bao learned very quickly, but my uncle said that Brother Bao had to learn more slowly. Once you understand everything, you can continue."

"What do you think, brother, should it be slower or faster?"

"My brothers and sisters have learned a lot, and I want to catch up with them."

"However, my brothers and sisters have been studying for a long time. Brother Bao is younger than them, so it doesn't matter if he is a little slower than them. My mother thinks it doesn't matter if he is faster or slower. Brother Bao is the best as long as he knows more today than yesterday. "

Brother Bao didn't quite understand it, but he responded like a young adult, "Brother Bao, as long as he goes to school every day, he will always learn more than the day before."

Lu Fenghe was very pleased. He had just entered elementary school. The speed and content were not the most important. The most important thing was to develop the habit of reading and practicing calligraphy every day.

If you can really watch it for a while every day, even if it is only for a moment or three, you will make progress in the long run.

Besides, if you want to take the imperial examination, you still have at least twenty years of studying to do, so it doesn't hurt to study slower now.

Brother Bao stayed next to Lu Fenghe for a while, and imitated Fu An and fed Shen Nanxun some salt water, until Brother Chi and Sister Qing came to him to eat shrimp wontons.

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