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Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Yunling lay in the room for half a month before Mrs. Tang allowed her to come out and walk around.

The sun happened to be shining brightly that day, so she sat under the tree in the backyard.

Now the entire Tang family regards her as a fragile porcelain doll. Let alone work, even business matters have He Yi to worry about and will not be brought in front of her at all.

She was so bored that she had no choice but to sit and play with the small heater on the stone table.

Mingzhu put an orange on the stove, "Miss, this small stove built by Uncle Jun is quite useful. You can make tea around the stove, bake fruits and warm cakes, and eat them in the sun. It's really good." What a magical day.”

At home, not outside, Yunling let Mingzhu be more casual and pulled her to sit down.

He said: "Then you can write a letter to the third prince for me and ask him if he is not looking for new products besides selling tea made by Huaxiangjiao, such as putting tea leaves into green orange peels and roasting them."

Mingzhu immediately grimaced and said, "Miss, I'd better not be embarrassed by my bad words, right? How about I call Heyi over for you?"

After hard work, she finally learned to recognize a lot of Chinese characters, but the lady still had to take a test on her calligraphy. In order to satisfy the lady, she practiced every day until she fell asleep and almost had her head stabbed with a cantilever.

Wow, she really isn't that material.

Yunling was amused by her, "Okay, then you go to the kitchen and find some taro. Let's bake the taro and eat it."

"Okay!" Mingzhu smiled and ran away.

Yunling chuckled lightly, it was rare to want to be a good teacher, but the students didn't cooperate, so let's be foodies together.

"Miss, are you in a good mood? Are you feeling better today?"

A man came over carrying a tray.

Yunling raised her head, raised a smile and said, "Second Uncle Jun, are you here again? In fact, my voice is almost healed. You don't have to make special soup for me every day."

Her voice was able to recover 90%, thanks to this lotus seed and winter melon soup.

But this soup requires a lot of ingredients, including winter melon, radish, water chestnuts, lilies, lotus seeds, kudzu root, mangosteen, mulberry, licorice, and a short section of pork ribs. Because there are many ingredients and different flavors, it is easy to make a hodgepodge. strange smell.

But the soup Junji brought tasted surprisingly good. I guess he paid careful attention when adding the ingredients.

Jun Er had a smile on his face, "Miss, don't say it's troublesome or not. The old lady is kind enough to allow me and Wang Zong to learn our skills. Making soup is just a trivial matter. Besides, making medicated diet is learning pharmacology, which is also good for me." "

He put the soup on the table, lowered his head and caught a glimpse of Yunling's knuckles, which were so thin that there was only a little bit of flesh left on his lap, and he felt sad in his heart.

That night, he and his mother recognized each other.

His mother scolded him as an unfilial son and burst into tears. Frankly speaking, he has felt sorry for his parents and his young daughter over the years.

He knew he was wrong.

But after more than ten years, the lost time is irreversible. His parents love him and can tolerate him unconditionally. But why should my daughter recognize a father who has been away from home for more than ten years and has never taken care of her for a day?

After thinking about it for a day and a night, Tang Junqian still prayed that Mr. Tang would hide it from Yun Ling.

Mr. Tang couldn't see him like this, but he also knew that he was a stubborn master, so he had to use roundabout tactics to let him find opportunities to appear in the Tang family, hang out in front of Ling'er more, and increase his presence.

He also took the opportunity to bring the eldest prince with him, and found an upright reason for the two of them to appear in the Tang family - to become apprentices in the Tang family.

Although these two people were a little older when they became apprentices, it made sense for them to claim that they were homeless and homeless, so they wanted to learn some crafts.

"Miss, this soup is still a little hot. Let it warm before drinking. The medicinal materials are drying in front. I'll go take a look to avoid being eaten by birds without eyes. You can leave this bowl alone after you finish it. I'll wait for a while. Come and collect it again.”

Afraid that Yunling would persuade him to stop cooking again, Tang Junqian put down the bowl and found an excuse to leave.

Yunling sighed helplessly, "It's better not to cook it tomorrow."

She didn't mean anything else.

Even if this soup is good, I can't bear to drink it every day. It's really getting boring.

Tang Junqian pretended not to hear, walked faster and faster, and disappeared in a flash.

Yunling reached out and touched the bowl. It was neither hot nor cold.

The temperature was just right, but the timing of this person's appearance was not the best.

He came back too late.

In fact, she had already guessed who "Jun Er" was.

Including that Wang Zong.

The pseudonyms of these two people were really too simple, and she figured it out after just thinking about it.

But Mrs. Tang didn't tell her, and Jun Er didn't take the initiative to tell her, so she just pretended to be stupid.

In her previous life, except for enjoying her father's love for a few years when she was young, she had no experience getting along with her "father".

I won’t get married later, let alone experience it.

Including this life, Zhou Qiong has no father, and she has no chance to learn how to get along with a "father".

Tang Junqian did not tell her directly, but instead made her breathe a sigh of relief.

The father in my memory was gentle and elegant, with a noble temperament, while Tang Junqian had a full beard. The contrast was too strong.

Of course, she definitely didn't dislike his rough appearance, she just wasn't ready to recognize him yet.

Give her some more time, and she will learn to call him after recognizing each other...

Thoughts swirled.

The winter sun shone warmly on her body, and Yunling unknowingly dozed off with her chin in her hands.

......

Zhou Qiong traveled day and night, exhausting three horses along the way, and finally rushed back to Yuezhou City from Qingzhou in seven days.

When the young man broke into the Tang family, he was covered in weather, his robe was wrinkled and dirty.

The horse behind him was even more limp at the gate.

"Who are you looking for?" Yu Liu ran away from the corridor.

At first glance, this person was neither a neighbor nor a guest familiar with the Tang family. She acted in a threatening manner.

Zhou Qiong was too lazy to take action and didn't have the strength to do so, so he just threw the mask on her face to her.

"How is Yunling? Where is she?" he asked in a rough voice.

Yuliu raised his eyes and realized that it was his eldest son.

The charming prince has disappeared.

At this time, his face was gray, his eyes were red, and his whole body was covered with cold air, as if he had stepped out of the ice and snow.

"Miss?" Yu Liu grabbed the mask and was a little dazed for a moment.

He quickly thought of Guan Yi's departure to Qingzhou to deliver the letter, and hurriedly said: "The eldest lady is fine, she is basking in the sun in the backyard."

Zhou Qiong strode toward the backyard.

On the way, they met Lao Qi and Mrs. Tang. They were both a little surprised to see him, but no one asked him a question or stopped him.

However, Mrs. Tang couldn't help but said: "Qingzhou shouldn't be too close, right?"

Lao Qi clicked his tongue twice as if watching the excitement, "It's not far away, but it depends on who it is for, right?"