Have some ginger syrup?

Mu Yunhan felt ashamed and angry.

This is the same as what Gu Fenglin said about her illness.

The medical elder's words successfully silenced everyone.

Mrs. Gu waved her hand and made the final decision: "Han girl, this is hard work. Send her back to rest. Give her my order. Give her an extra charcoal basin. Food and hot water must be brought to her first."

Everyone looked at Mu Yunhan with envy.

This is the treatment Murong once received.

The priest's wife must nourish the priest with blood, which is equivalent to gold, jewels and jade.

Mu Yunhan rolled around comfortably on the soft bed, rubbed his face against the pillow, and almost hummed.

Xiao Mi was busy on the side, looking at her and smiling: "Lie down honestly so that you won't feel any pain when the baby comes."

Mu Yunhan patted his side: "Come, let's sleep together."

Xiaomi said: "No, you have to sleep, someone has to keep an eye on what's going on outside."

Mu Yunhan said: "It's okay to take turns, who comes first? I'm cold, so someone has to squeeze me in to sleep."

Xiaomi pushed Daimi sensibly: "You go to bed first."

Da Mi also pushed her: "You go to bed first, I'm not sleepy."

"From the oldest to the youngest, you come first with the rice!" Mu Yunhan gave the order: "It will save you two a long time of refusing, and neither of you will be able to sleep."

Da Mi lay down next to her a little embarrassed, with his hands and feet tied up.

Mu Yunhan grunted and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

When she woke up, it was already dark.

A dim yellow light was on in the room, and Da Mi and Xiao Mi were talking quietly to the side.

"Has it started yet?" Mu Yunhan asked.

Da Mi said: "It's begun. The young master was woken up from a long sleep. The selection meeting was delayed for nearly an hour. Do you want to go over?"

Mu Yunhan was anxious: "Of course I have to go."

"Don't worry, we can't enter this selection meeting, so we can only wait outside. I'll go get you some food first, and make sure you're well fed and clothed, so you can go there comfortably."

Xiaomi had already inquired about everything and was busy running out to get food.

After a while, he came back with a food box and said with a smile: "The old lady has ordered that hot food is always prepared for you in the kitchen. It's cold, so it's all steamed vegetables, which are still light."

After Mu Yunhan finished eating, he was given a large bowl of ginger syrup. He felt that his whole body was covered with the smell of ginger syrup, and he felt really warm and comfortable.

She forced Xiaomi and Xiaomi to drink a bowl each, saying that she could not be fed such spicy water alone, but in fact she was afraid that they would catch the cold.

The masters all went outside, and there was almost no one in the entire third and second courtyards except the servants.

Mu Yunhan, his master and servant, brought a large pot of boiling ginger syrup out of the third courtyard and prepared to walk out through the second courtyard.

"Girl, where is the priest?" Xiaomi reminded in a low voice.

Gu Yilan was wrapped in a thick mink fur and sitting on the porch. Elder Wu stood behind him, with a swaying red light above his head.

He looked quietly at a certain place in the yard in a daze - there was a clump of green bamboo there, weighed down by the ice and snow.

Lonely and lonely, with endless darkness behind you.

Mu Yunhan stopped.

Tonight, for the rest of the Gu family, is a night of welcoming the new year, a night of cheers, expectations, and excitement.

For Gu Yilan, it was a night of death, mourning and desolation.

She walked towards him and knelt down and said, "Priest."

Gu Yilan raised her eyes and looked at her, smiling faintly: "I heard you are sick."
Chapter completed!