He didn't sleep enough last night. After half a day, Yu Lan was already very sleepy, and the rouge on his face could not cover up his tired look.
Concubine Yu saw it and said considerately: "The weather is hot and I have to take a nap, so go back and rest early."
After hearing this, Yu Lan felt like he was being pardoned.
She doesn't want to think about anything now. She just wants to go back and have a good sleep. She is too sleepy.
After sitting here for a long time, Jiang Shu also felt that his waist was sore and tired, and he wanted to go back and lie down, so the others got up and left together.
Looking at their backs holding umbrellas and leaving together, the emperor and Concubine Yu had kind eyes.
"Lan'er and Zheng'er are both fulfilled."
When the emperor heard this, he held Concubine Yu's hand and said, "If you wait a little longer, we will be happy."
Concubine Yu was stunned for a moment, then she understood what the emperor was referring to and said, "I am very satisfied."
It is a good thing to marry a good man, have children, and descendants around your knees.
The emperor said nothing, but held Concubine Yu into his arms.
He would always remember his promise to her.
On the way back to Zhou Mansion from the palace, Yu Lan dozed off in the carriage.
Zhou Bexu frowned slightly when he saw her sleeping with her head tilted and her neck twisted, and he stretched out his hand to put her on his shoulders and lean against her.
Yu Lan woke up instantly, looked at Zhuang Yun on the side, and pushed Zhou Boxu embarrassedly: "Yun'er is here."
Zhuang Yun turned sideways clearly, lifted the car curtain and looked outside.
Yu Lan: "..."
Zhou Boxu curled his lips, leaned close to Yu Lan's ear and whispered: "Yun'er is very sensible, go to sleep."
After saying that, Zhou Boxu looked at Yu Lan's red ears and kissed her.
Yu Lan's drowsiness was instantly shaken, and she sat up in shame, moving her buttocks to distance herself from Zhou Boxu.
The gain outweighs the loss.
Zhou Bexu was helpless, he would not have teased her if he had known better.
During the rest of the journey, Yu Lan didn't doze off again. He persisted until he returned home and entered the house. He took off his shoes and lay on the bed before falling asleep in a relaxed state of mind and body.
Zhou Boxu asked Zhuang Yun to go back to the house to take a nap to recharge his energy and then go horse racing when he woke up. Zhuang Yun readily agreed.
After Zhuang Yun was settled, when Zhou Boxu entered the inner room, Yu Lan was almost asleep in a daze.
Realizing that someone was lying down next to him, Yu Lan squinted his eyes and muttered, "What are you doing?"
Zhou Boxu said: "I'm sleepy too, let's sleep together."
He slept with Yu Lan last night, but he woke up earlier than Yu Lan in the morning, so he didn't sleep well either.
Zhou Boxu stretched out his arms and hugged Yu Lan into his arms despite the heat.
Yu Lan was so sleepy that she let Zhou Boxu hold her and fell into a deep sleep.
The sun was slowly setting outside the house, and Yu Lan took a long sleep.
When she woke up, her pillow was empty and Zhou Boxu was missing.
Thinking of what Zhou Boxu said during breakfast, Yu Lan got up and got out of bed, looking at the sky through the carved window pane.
The sun hasn't set yet. Are they leaving the city so early?
Inexplicably, Yu Lan felt a little empty.
Waichun, who was waiting in the outer room, heard the commotion and came in to fix Yu Lan's makeup and hair.
Yu Lan asked Mu Chun: "When did they leave?"
Munchun was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses and replied: "The consort and the young master are practicing calligraphy in the study."
"Practicing calligraphy in the study? They haven't left the house?" Yu Lan was surprised and happy.
"The prince-in-law and the young master said they would wait for the princess to come together," said Wuchun.
Hearing this, Yu Lan smiled happily and urged Wuchun to move faster.
The study door was open, and when Yu Lan entered, Zhou Bexu bent over and held Zhuang Yun's hand, teaching Zhuang Yun how to write.
"Mother, you're awake." Hearing the footsteps, Zhuang Yun raised his head and looked at Yu Lan.
After Yu Lan approached, Zhuang Yun put down his pen, picked up the words he had just written, and showed them to Yu Lan.
Yu Lan looked at it carefully and commented: "It's very well written."
Zhuang Yun said sheepishly: "My father taught me to write this. I will practice it well."
Zhou Bo prefaced: "Don't rush, take your time. Now let's go horse racing first."
"Okay." Zhuang Yun couldn't wait any longer.
Zhou Boxu ordered someone to prepare a carriage, took Xue Ying aboard, and took several guards to the outside of the city.
In addition to going to school, the place Zhuang Yun went to most was Prince Jing's Mansion. He rarely went out of the city to play, so he was very excited.
Yu Lan saw his expectation and felt guilty.
She is a woman and cannot show herself to the public at will, nor can she take Zhuang Yun to play in the west.
Yu Zheng took Zhuang Yun to play a few times, but it was far from enough for a child who was full of curiosity and freshness about the world and was at the age of playfulness.
As the carriage drove out of the city gate, the line of sight immediately broadened and the scenery was completely different.
Zhuang Yun was lying on the car window, looking at everything that was novel and dizzying.
After finding a place with a flat road, a broad view, and a high place to watch the sunset, the carriage stopped.
Zhou Bexu stood on the edge of the hillside, overlooking the road below and said, "Yun'er and I are running horses below. You can watch the sunset here and wait for us."
"Yes." Yu Lan responded softly, raising his eyes to look at the orange sunset on the horizon.
gorgeous.
Zhou Boxu and Zhuang Yun mounted their horses and drove Xue Ying down the hillside.
"Drive!" Zhou Boxu shouted deeply as he got on the flat road and rode his horse at a gallop.
Zhuang Yun grabbed the saddle, and the hot wind whizzed past his ears. He didn't feel hot, but felt extremely relaxed.
He liked the feeling of riding the wind so much, as if he had turned into a bird and the world belonged to him.
Yu Lan watched from the top of the slope and felt that the snow shadow was running so fast that he couldn't see his figure clearly. He could only see a snow-colored afterimage.
Even though he didn't know much about horses, Yu Lan could still see that this was a rare and good horse.
Zhou Boxu treated Zhuang Yun sincerely.
The wind blew Yu Lan's skirt, and she stood on the hillside with a gentle smile on her face, gazing at the father and son riding horses freely under the sunset.
This year's summer wind blew away the loneliness in her and Zhuang Yun's hearts, filling their entire chests with warmth, and they would never feel empty or suffocated again.
Zhou Boxu took Zhuang Yun for a run, slowed down the horse, and asked Zhuang Yun to control the horse.
Zhuang Yun is very smart and learns everything quickly. Under Zhou Boxu's careful instruction, he was able to control the horse freely.
But after all, he was young and had no time to spare, so it would be difficult to deal with an accident, so he needed someone to ride with him to protect him.
Zhuang Yun was so excited that he was riding a horse in the wild for the first time. He ran over and over again. When the sun set and the sky became darker, he reluctantly returned to the hillside.
"Did you have fun?" Yu Lan wiped the sweat from Zhuang Yun's head with a handkerchief.
Zhuang Yun nodded, turned to Zhou Boxu and said, "Father, can we come next time?"
Zhou Boxu nodded: "Okay."
Zhuang Yun was filled with joy and expectation upon hearing this.
After Yu Lan wiped Zhuang Yun's sweat and was about to put the handkerchief away, Zhou Poxu stared at her and said, "I'm sweating too."
Yu Lan pinched the handkerchief and said, "I only brought one piece, and it's already dirty."
"You can also use sleeves." Zhou Boxu was not picky at all.
Facing the childish Zhou Boxu, Yu Lan was helpless and funny, so she had to stand on tiptoes and carefully wipe the sweat from his forehead with her sleeves.
Under the dim sky, Zhou Boxu looked at Yu Lan who was carefully wiping his sweat, and curled his lips in pleasure.
In fact, he had a handkerchief on him, but it didn't smell as good as Yu Lan's sleeves.
When the three of them returned to Zhou Mansion, it was already dark.
After dinner, Zhuang Yun went back to his house to take a bath and go to bed early.
He usually went to bed early, and horse racing consumed a lot of energy, so he almost fell asleep in bed.
