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According to his original thought, he wanted to leave Chang'an for a while.

But judging from the current situation, this is simply impossible.

Li Zhi and Wang Ruolan were afraid of Li Zhong because of him.He didn't leave Chang'an, which was also the biggest concession of their husband and wife.

After returning home, Lan Pei leisurely took care of himself.Seeing that her son was so weak, Mrs. Wang ran more and more diligently into the temple.

On this day, under Wang Yuanbo's arrangement, he met his classmate and friend, who is also Xiaohui's favorite person...Xu Ting.

This person is indeed from a poor family, but his family has some kinship with Li Shimin's concubine Xu Hui.However, Li Shimin was getting old, and he was not indulgent in female sex, and Concubine Xu Hui was not favored, and this relationship did not bring them any benefits.

The three of them talked politely, Lan Pei changed the subject, and asked suddenly: "Mr. Xu is young and promising, I wonder if he has ever arranged a marriage?"

Xu Ting's face was reddish: "My grandfather just passed away, this marriage...has not been settled yet."

"Oh." Lan Pei nodded, "Young Master Xu will definitely find a good match."

Wang Yuanbo sent him back, and then back to Lan Mansion.

"How? How? My friend is not bad." He winked at Lan Pei and said.

"The talent and learning are good, and the character...seems to be acceptable." Lan Pei slightly nodded, "But we still need to investigate how it is."

It is related to Xiaohui's lifelong happiness, and he cannot be taken lightly.

"Don't worry, Xiaohui is also my younger sister, and I will definitely take good care of you." Wang Yuanbo assured, patting his chest.

"What about you? You're not too young, right? Uncle and aunt didn't make an engagement for you?" Lan Pei said helplessly.

Wang Yuanbo's eyes darkened: "Mother is already looking after me. It's just... my father's body..."

Lan Pei understood in his heart that his uncle might not last long.Marriages between aristocratic families often have to be arranged several years in advance, and Wang Yuanbo's marriage is really uncertain for a while.

"Don't worry. Uncle Jiren has his own destiny, and he will be safe." He could only comfort him in this way.

In fact, there was no cure for his uncle.

Wang Yuanbo nodded: "Then I will accept your good words."

"My lord, my lord! Ma'am is injured!" A servant came in panting from the door.

Lan Pei recognized that he was one of the people who accompanied Wang's incense, and immediately stood up: "What's going on? How could my mother get hurt!"

"Madam sprained her foot accidentally, it seems to be seriously injured, go and have a look!"

Lan Pei didn't care too much, and rushed over directly.

Wang Yuanbo also followed immediately: "Don't worry, no matter how serious the injury on your foot is, it's not too serious. It's you, take care of your body."

Lan Pei calmed down a little, and forced a smile at him: "Don't worry."

In the backyard, seeing her son running over with a pale face, Wang felt very distressed: "Don't be afraid, mother is fine."

Without saying a word, Lan Pei bent down and looked at Wang's swollen ankle.

He moved slightly, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Did anyone see Mother's feet?" This obviously put all the dislocated parts back together.

"He is a kind master." Wang said with a smile on his face, "He just once, and the pain will stop immediately."

"Then I will come to thank you someday." Lan Pei got up, "I will prescribe another prescription for reducing swelling and removing blood stasis. After two or three days, the swelling will disappear, but at least within a hundred days, mother still doesn't want it." wandered off."