She couldn't help but think of that man's warm smile, warm breath, and for a moment his facial expressions were affectionate, and her heart felt inexplicably soft. Counting the time, it was time for him to set off and come back!
Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness!
Dugu Yi saw the tenderness in her eyes and brows, and knew that she was probably thinking of that person, and felt a burst of anger in her heart. She clenched her knuckled hands tightly, and her blue veins jumped on her fair skin.
At this moment, Lin Chong suddenly heard a sharp cough. Lin Qingran looked over and saw that Lin Chong's face was flushed and he kept coughing. He said as if he was extremely sorry: "My body... please don't take offense at it, Your Highness!"
Of course Dugu Yi would not be offended, and said with a smile: "Sickness comes like a mountain falling, and sickness goes like a thread. When I return to the palace, I will ask the imperial doctor to come and diagnose the Prime Minister's pulse."
Lin Chong thanked him repeatedly, and even the wrinkles between his eyebrows faded a lot.
Lin Qingran glanced at them and sneered in her heart, but she still had a faint expression on her face.
After Lin Chong thanked him profusely, he said to Duguyi very politely: "Your Highness has a valuable status and is the foundation of the country. The old minister is infected with the disease. Your Highness should not stay in the old minister's bedroom to avoid contracting the disease. If your Highness doesn't mind,
, let Ran'er accompany Your Highness to the lotus pond in the back garden to have a look."
Dugu Yi seemed very worried: "Is the Prime Minister's health in serious condition? Will you send an imperial doctor over immediately to check your pulse?"
Lin Qingran's eyes lingered on Lin Chong's face for a few times before she smiled softly: "Father, can you ask your daughter to call a doctor immediately?"
Lin Chong's body suddenly stiffened, and he raised his eyelids several times in succession, not daring to meet her eyes: "I have been ill for a long time and have no good doctor. I am fine. You just accompany His Highness to enjoy the lotus."
Lin Qingran couldn't help but chuckle and said: "Father, you are born to work hard. You can't move while lying on the bed, and you don't want to have a good rest. You have to worry about it."
Lin Chong couldn't help but raise his eyelids in astonishment and looked at her in surprise, almost thinking that she had read through his mind.
Duguyi didn't seem to notice the turbulent undercurrent between the father and daughter. He only looked at Lin Qingran with a smile and said softly: "In this case, we have to trouble Zhaohua."
Lin Qingran curled her lips coldly, glanced at Lin Chong, who wanted to retract his head into the quilt, and slowly said: "Respect is worse than obeying your orders, please!" There was a hint of chill in his voice.
Lin Chong really refused to change his mind, and at this time, he still wanted her to help him achieve wealth and honor.
But how could he forget that he has never been someone he can manipulate? Perhaps the good times have gone too long and he has forgotten her nature. It is time to remind him, so as not to get carried away and forget her next time.
In my current situation, I have forgotten who is the real head of the Lin family.
Lin Qingran had already expected how Lin Chong would persuade her and scold her? What about the glory of the family, what about Ming'er?
She didn't understand why in the end, the glory of the family was always enjoyed by men, but the sacrifice was always made by women.
And she believed that Ming'er would never be willing to accept the glory gained at her expense. She had confidence in the children she taught.
Lin Chong should thank Ming'er. If Ming'er was not still young and unable to support the family, how could she allow him to survive?
Lin Qingran stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, but Duguyi took the lead and said tenderly: "I'll do it!"
At this moment, his eyebrows are like ink paintings, his eyes are like stars, and the emotions in his eyes seem to burst out in the next moment, burning everything in the world to ashes.