My host is very irritable

Chapter 327 Don’t Want Me, I Don’t Want You 3

"Aunt, are you here?"

"Well, let's go listen to some music." Feng Yanran felt very happy when she saw that Lu Junlan respected her so much.

"Yao Yameng, Yao Yameng, I made you snatch Brother Yi away from me. Now look how much your son likes me?"

"Why are you such a failure as a human being?"

Lu Qingyi looked at the woman with a sweet smile, his eyes full of tenderness.

Feng Yanran saw it and returned the same look. The two smiled at each other and walked towards the backyard.

Lu Junlan was taken by Feng Yanran's maid to listen to music, and Lu Qingyi didn't even turn his head.

Along the way, I just talked and laughed with Feng Yanran.

Looking at his father like this, Lu Junlan felt indescribable feelings in his heart.

Early the next morning, the Marquis' Mansion became busy.

"Master, Master, hurry up and get up. Today is a good day for the Marquis."

"Father married my aunt, won't mother be angry?" Lu Junlan spat out as he was helped up by the servants.

"Young Master, today is a great day for the Marquis. You must never say such things again." The servant said in a low voice.

"Yes, that woman is gone, and I don't need to mention her anymore from now on..." Lu Junlan flicked his sleeves, his tone fierce.

"Bah! You are such an ungrateful person. You can even insult such a good mother of yours." The servant despised her in his heart.

Despite his inner thoughts, he remained polite, carefully tidied up Lu Junlan's appearance, and then led him to the front hall.

"Lan'er, come with me to meet your aunt!" When Lu Qingyi saw Lu Junlan, he signaled for someone to help him onto the horse and ride side by side with him.

"Yes, father."

The father and son rode tall horses on the streets of the capital, and the lively scene attracted many people to come and watch.

"Hey! Isn't that child the son of the former Marquis' wife?"

"Yes!"

"Then why is he so happy? Wasn't his mother divorced?"

"Hush! You must be from outside! Let me tell you! This guy is an ungrateful person. I heard it from the people who work in the Marquis' Mansion."

"He felt that his mother was too strict and he disliked her very much. Instead, he liked the young lady of the Feng family who always followed his wishes..."

"That Miss Yao is really pitiful. She raised an ungrateful person."

"That's not all! Lord Lu was seriously injured and it was someone who saved him!"

"Isn't this a complete ungrateful person? Even saving a dog is better than that..."

"Who said it wasn't true? I have to educate my daughter well in the future. She shouldn't save just anyone..."

……

The Lu family father and son heard all the discussions clearly. Didn't they want to get angry?

They wanted to, but there were some people they couldn't afford to offend, and their frustrated faces looked very ugly.

"Father..." Lu Junlan had never heard such harsh words. He raised his head and looked at Lu Qingyi aggrievedly.

"Don't mind it, they are just jealous." Although Lu Qingyi was comforting his son, he was filled with hatred in his heart. He wanted to pick up a sword and kill those people who gossiped about him.

Lu Junlan was not very happy when he saw his father holding the hand of his beloved aunt Feng.

He looked at the two people holding hands, and he seemed to see his mother.

"Lan'er, mother made your favorite sweet and sour fish, please try it..."

"Lan'er, the osmanthus flowers are blooming. Can I make you some cakes?"

On the way back, Lu Junlan was absent-minded.

There was only Feng Yanran in Lu Qingyi's eyes, and he couldn't care about anything else.

Feeling the strange looks from those who came to congratulate him at the banquet, Lu Junlan left early and returned to his own yard.

In the morning, the servant asked Lu Junlan to get up and meet his new mother.

He stood in front of the bed and called out a few times, but Lu Junlan did not respond.

The servant put his hand on his forehead, then withdrew his hand immediately in fright.

"Someone come... someone come quickly... the young master is ill..."

Upon hearing this, the housekeeper hurried into the room and asked anxiously, "What happened to the young master?"

"High fever, the young master has a high fever."

"Why don't you go and call a doctor? What are you doing here?" The housekeeper looked at the servant and scolded him harshly.

“Oh oh oh…I’ll go right away, right away…” The servant stumbled out of the house.

"Mother...Mother...please come back...come back..."

When the housekeeper heard this, An An sighed.

"Master... why are you doing this?"

The doctor came quickly and knew what was going on after taking Lu Junlan's pulse.

At this time, Lu Qingyi, who was in the land of gentleness, was also invited over.

"What happened to Lan'er?"

"My lord, the young master has a high fever because he is too worried. I will prescribe some medicine and he will be fine." The old doctor bowed immediately when he saw Lu Qingyi, and then answered questions about Lu Junlan's condition.

"Too much worry..." Lu Qingyi murmured.

"Mother... Mother..." Lu Junlan lying on the bed closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

When Lu Qingyi heard his words, he immediately became furious: "Take good care of the young master."

He turned around and left the room and returned to his own yard.

"How is Lan'er?" He met Feng Yanran who was hurriedly coming to the door. When she saw Lu Qingyi, she hurried forward to ask.

"It's okay. You are weak, so don't let the illness come to you. Wait until he gets better, then go see him!" Lu Qingyi supported Feng Yanran and walked towards the yard.

Feng Yanran nodded without refutation. Where Lu Qingyi couldn't see, a hint of viciousness flashed in her eyes.

"It's better for you to die, you little bastard, so you don't get in the way of your son in the future."

"Young Master... Young Master... take the medicine..." The butler helped Lu Junlan up and called softly.

"mother……"

"Master, you are ill. Take your medicine first!" The butler turned a deaf ear and raised the spoon in his hand to his lips.

"bitter……"

"Go get some preserves for the young master."

"I……"

"Master, take your medicine first. Your health is important." The butler interrupted him and raised the spoon in his hand a little closer.

Lu Junlan looked around and didn't see his father. He snatched the bowl from the butler's hand and drank it all in one gulp.

"Go down!" Lu Junlan lay down, covered himself with a quilt, and signaled the housekeeper to leave.

"Master, candied fruit..." Xiao Shi held the candied fruit in front of him.

"Take it away." Lu Junlan's hoarse voice came out from under the quilt.

"Yes." The butler signaled the servant to follow him out of the inner room.

"Wow, wow, wow..." When Lu Junlan heard the footsteps going away, he immediately started crying.

"Butler..." the servant asked the butler in a low voice and pointed inside.

"No need to go, just let him vent."

"Oh! What a sin." The butler sighed and said nothing more.

Lu Junlan cried for a while and then fell asleep. When he woke up again, he did not see Lu Qingyi.

"Has my father come to see me?" Lu Junlan asked the servant beside him.

"Uh! Marquis... Marquis came this morning..." The servant lowered his head and did not dare to look at Lu Qingyi's face.