Elite men's time travel through ancient times

Seeing the imprint on Lin Mozhu's eyebrows, Xu Lan'er was stunned for a while, but after knowing that he was the owner's wife of Zhiwei Teahouse, she immediately became enthusiastic.

"I heard about this teahouse as soon as I returned to the capital, and I ate there in private. It was really delicious! How did you come up with this method? It's a genius!"

Lin Mozhu could tell that Xu Lan'er's personality was very similar to Liu Yuyan's, they were both straightforward people.Facing Xu Lan'er's praise, he said with a smile: "The teahouse also has a delivery service. If Ms. Xu likes to eat, she can have the teahouse deliver it to her home next time. If you want to eat ice cream, the refreshment chef will make it on the spot .”

"Wow, this service is great!" Hearing this, Xu Lan'er was very happy, and then said: "You are Yan'er's good friend and also my good friend, just call me Lan'er."

With Xu Lan'er joining, she and Liu Yuyan chatted non-stop all the time together, and the time passed quickly.During the whole banquet, Lin Mozhu stayed with the two of them, ignoring the strange looks from some people.When the banquet officially started, the three of them entered the flower hall.

Lin Mozhu was still sitting with Liu Yuyan, and now there was Xu Lan'er.When the first princess was carried out by Miss Six and showed to the guests, the banquet officially began.Looking at the various exquisite dishes on the table in front of him, Lin Mozhu didn't have much appetite.He is a native of Chihu County, and he is not used to the taste of the capital, and these dishes look delicate and beautiful, but because it has been on the table for some time, most of them are not steaming now.

Both Liu Yuyan and Xu Lan'er are used to this kind of banquet, so they picked up a few favorite foods to fill their stomachs first.Seeing that Lin Mozhu's chopsticks didn't even move, Liu Yuyan persuaded in a low voice: "The banquet is at least two hours away, you should eat something to fill your stomach. I just ate a few dishes, and they all taste good. Try it."

Hearing what she said, Lin Mozhu had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks again, ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables, and filled another bowl of soup.The soup is still warm, and the weather is hot now, so it's just right to eat.But just after Lin Mozhu took a sip, he felt a fishy smell rushing from his mouth to his forehead, his stomach churned, and he almost vomited out the few mouthfuls he had just eaten.

It would be rude to spit it out in public, Lin Mozhu covered his mouth reflexively, and swallowed the food that came up to his throat.Both Liu Yuyan and Xu Lan'er noticed his strangeness, put down their chopsticks one after another, and asked concerned: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?",

Lin Mozhu heaved a sigh of relief when the breath stuck in his chest subsided, and apologized to Liu Yuyan and the others: "I'm fine, maybe the soup smelled a bit stronger just now."

"Are you really all right?" Liu Yuyan reconfirmed worriedly.

"It's all right."

Liu Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief after carefully identifying that his face was indeed normal, "You must tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Don't worry." Lin Mozhu reassured her.The nausea was temporary, and after the gas was smoothed, he didn't feel any more discomfort, but Lin Mozhu didn't continue to eat.After eating the noodles and listening to the opera, the banquet didn't end until Shenshi, and the guests also got up to leave.

Lin Mozhu's carriage stopped at the side door, and after saying goodbye to Xu Lan'er, Lin Mozhu and Liu Yuyan walked towards their carriage.At this moment, Liu Yuyan's personal servant girl stepped forward and whispered to her.After the maid finished speaking, Liu Yuyan pursed her lips and smiled teasingly at Lin Mozhu, and then walked towards another carriage beside her without explaining.Lin Mozhu was puzzled, and was led by Chunhua to the front of the carriage. The curtain was lifted, and when he looked up, he saw a person sitting in the carriage. He couldn't help asking in surprise, "Brother Yang, why are you here?"

The person sitting in the car was Yang Fan. He was really worried about Lin Mozhu, and he couldn't stay in the mansion, so he came to pick him up by himself.Reaching out to help Lin Mozhu into the car, Yang Fan said to Liu Dayong outside the car: "Let's go."

"Yes, sir."

Yang Fan lowered the curtain, and the carriage started slowly.

"Brother Yang, what about Yuyan?"

"Don't worry, I asked Qi Ming to escort her back to Prince Ning's Mansion." After speaking, Yang Fan asked Lin Mo Zhu with concern: "Have you encountered any trouble in the First Prince's Mansion?"

Lin Mozhu shook his head. He knew that Yang Fan was afraid that something would happen to him, so he comforted him: "I followed Yuyan all the way, no one troubled me, and no one neglected me."

Yang Fan was relieved to see that there was no abnormal expression on his face.Then he sighed again: "The water in the capital is too deep, we shouldn't stay for long. Now that the weather is getting cooler, we are almost ready to go back."

Hearing that he could go home, Lin Mozhu couldn't help showing a happy smile.

Back at the mansion, the two took a rest and asked someone to bring dinner into the room early when it was getting dark.Today at the Grand Prince's Mansion, Lin Mozhu

Except for a few pieces of pastries, I didn't eat anything else, but I don't feel hungry at all right now.Seeing that the rice in his bowl didn't move much, Yang Fan couldn't help but asked with concern: "What's the matter? Don't you have an appetite?"

Not wanting to worry Yang Fan, Lin Mozhu had no choice but to say that it was because he ate too much at the Prince's Mansion today, so he wasn't hungry right now.Yang Fan didn't doubt him, seeing that he really couldn't eat, so he didn't force him.Lin Mozhu thought that his discomfort would be healed after a day or two of rest, but he didn't expect that the next morning, when he woke up, he felt a churning in his stomach, and hurriedly hugged the spittoon and vomited violently.

Lin Mozhu's appearance made Yang Fan anxious, and hurriedly shouted for someone to fetch a doctor, while he hugged him in his arms and patted him on the back lightly, so that Lin Mozhu could calm down.He hardly ate anything the day before, and after this morning's toss, Lin Mozhu leaned against Yang Fan's arms limply after vomiting.

The maids brought tea and asked Lin Mozhu to rinse his mouth to remove the sourness remaining in his mouth.After drinking another cup of warm water and going in, Lin Mozhu felt better.

"What's the matter?" Yang Fan was worried.

Lin Mo smiled softly at him, wanting to reassure him: "It's much better."

Yang Fan didn't dare to let him get out of bed, and asked someone to clean up the filth in the room. Yang Fan carried Lin Mozhu back to the bed and let him rest.

for a while.

Because of Yang Fan's urgency, the doctor arrived at the mansion in half an hour.A little old man in his 50s was stroking his goatee while feeling Lin Mozhu's pulse, his face was full of sadness.Yang Fan, who was watching, scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks, so anxious that he almost wore the floor through.Finally, after the doctor took the pulse, Yang Fan followed him to the ear chamber.Before the doctor sat down, he hurriedly asked: "Doctor, what is the reason?"

The little old man was still stroking his mustache, with a pensive expression on his face, and the anxious Yang Fan almost bald his beard, before he slowly uttered three words: "It's hard to say."

If it wasn't for Lin Mozhu who still relied on this doctor for medical treatment, Yang Fan would have stretched out his hand to beat him up, "Why is it hard to say? What is the problem?"

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's murderous intent, the little old man finally stopped being a stalker, and replied: "The pulse of the respected lady is fluent, it should be smooth, faintly like pearls rolling on a jade plate, it looks like a slippery pulse. , cannot be confirmed."

Yang Fan was a little dizzy from this string of polite words, and asked the doctor: "What do you mean?"slippery pulse? !

Seeing that he didn't understand, the doctor had no choice but to say bluntly: "That is to say, Mrs. Madam's pulse condition seems to be pregnant, but the time is too late, and the old man can't confirm it yet."

Pregnant?

Yang Fan's whole body was numb from the lightning strike of these four words. It took him a while to recover his voice, and asked dryly, "Then, doctor, when will we be able to confirm?"

"At least one more month to come back to check the pulse." The doctor said, taking a pen and paper to write the prescription, "I'll prescribe a medicine to improve the spleen and stomach first, Mrs. Drink it for two days and see."

After the doctor finished writing the prescription, Yang Fan asked Qingyu to settle the consultation fee for him before sending him away.Yang Fan himself sat on the chair and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.Now his mind is full of the five characters "Lin Mozhu is pregnant", and his whole body is floating.

Qing Yu, who came back from seeing the doctor off, was also frightened when he saw his distraught appearance, and called out cautiously: "Master!"

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Yang Fan raised his head, his head finally regained some ability to work.

"Master, this prescription..."

"Get someone to grab the medicine."

"say,,

疋.

When Qingyu retreated again, Yang Fan sat on the teacher's chair and took a long while to get up.His legs are still as soft as walking on cotton, and he is not stable when he walks.

In the inner room, Lin Mozhu took a nap for a while and woke up, seeing him coming in, he asked, "Brother Yang, what did the doctor say?

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Yang Fan swallowed, trying to make his expression calmer, "The doctor said you have a bad spleen and stomach, just take medicine for two days and you'll be fine." It's not that he deliberately concealed it, but the doctor also said that it was just a guess, and it's not sure yet. .Yang Fan knew how much Lin Mozhu wanted to have a child. If the doctor misdiagnosed him in the end, how sad would he be?It's better not to tell him, wait for the doctor to confirm

It's just that Yang Fan thought he was acting the same, but Lin Mozhu knew him very well after being by his side for so many years.From the moment Yang Fan entered the room, Lin Mozhu keenly felt that Yang Fan's expression was different.

Did he suffer from some serious illness, did Yang Fan deliberately hide it from him?

Lin Mozhu couldn't help guessing secretly, but after the boiled medicine came in, he carefully identified it and found that it was really just a medicine for warming the spleen and stomach. Could it be that he was thinking too much?

Yang Fan didn't know that Lin Mozhu became suspicious. He watched Lin Mozhu drink the medicine and eat some light food, and then stared at him again, telling him to sleep for a while.Not long after waking up in the morning, how can I fall asleep?Just looking at Yang Fan's determined expression, Lin Mozhu could only give in in the end, and lay back on the bed again.At first, he thought that he couldn't continue to sleep no matter what, but he didn't expect that after closing his eyes for a long time, he actually fell asleep again.

【End of this chapter】

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