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In the middle of the night, after Yan Mingting finished his bath, he didn't see Zhao Yelan in the room, so he casually put on a coat and went out to look for someone.

The servants said they saw Lord Zhao go to the ancestral hall.

He walked outside the ancestral hall and saw that the lights inside were bright, and Zhao Yelan's shadow was reflected in the window. He pondered for a moment, turned his footsteps, did not make a sound, but leaned against the window, and stayed with him in silence for a while.

The people inside remained silent, only the incense candles were burning silently. Yan Mingting thought about it, then left quietly, and by the way told the people not to approach the ancestral hall.

Lying in the room for a while, the door opened with a creak, and Zhao Yelan walked to the bedside.

"Come back, come quickly, the quilt has been warmed for you, but it's warm." Yan Mingting moved to his seat.

"Do you know where I've been?" Zhao Yelan took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. He grabbed his cold hand and rubbed it in his palm.

"Well, don't worry, I didn't eavesdrop on your private conversation with your parents."

"It's okay to hear that." Zhao Yelan smiled, "I just want to tell them that I'm doing fine now."

"That's good, I feel relieved for your parents." Yan Mingting said with a smile.

After a long while, Zhao Yelan suddenly asked: "Should I take a rest for a day tomorrow?"

"Yes." Yan Mingting yawned and said, but the other party sat on him rustlingly, lowered his head and licked his ear and said, "I won't go out tomorrow."

Yan Mingting suddenly became mentally disturbed: "If you say that, I won't be sleepy anymore."

Zhao Yelan smiled softly, and whispered in his ear: "It doesn't matter if you are a little bit cruel."

The next day, Zhao Yelan really didn't go out, and didn't get up until the afternoon. He hugged Mrs. Tang and collapsed on the recliner, with a tiger skin inside and a blanket on his knees. Xiao Gao teaches Kung Fu.

Ten days later, it will be New Year's Eve. The emperor will hold a family banquet with the feudal lords, and no foreign ministers are required to attend, so everyone can spend a peaceful year at home.

The General's Mansion is very lively this year. Butler Tan has not been so busy in and out for many years. He went to pay his respects early in the morning and invited people to be guests.

Near noon, the guests arrived one after another.

Li Yucheng and his son, Ruan Xian's family, several lieutenants including He Cuizhang, Zuo Ran, Yin Pinglu, and Kan Chuan's family of three.

Everyone else knew that they had a good relationship with Zhao Yelan, but when they saw Kan Chuan, they were inevitably a little surprised.

Yan Mingting smiled and said, "Thank you Lord Kan for giving me this face."

"The general was joking. I, Kan, have been lucky in my life to get the invitation from the general."

The two exchanged pleasantries, and everyone thought they were friends of Yan Mingting, so they let go of their doubts.

In the past few days, Yan Mingting would communicate with Kan Chuan in the upper and lower courts. When other officials met, they just thought that the two had similar interests. After all, Yan Mingting got along with anyone.

"Where is Mr. Zhao?" Yin Pinglu asked.

"He's writing Spring Festival couplets in his study, and he'll be here soon."

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