Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

"My lord, if Lord Lin knew that you were sick and tossing and turning because of missing her, he would definitely be heartbroken, right?" Guanlan said with a playful look on his face, approaching Changsun Yan and smiling.

"Don't talk nonsense. How could I..." Seeing the undisguised teasing in his eyes, Changsun Yan subconsciously wanted to refute.

"Then why have you been depressed all day, unable to think deeply, eating less and sleeping poorly since Lord Lin stopped sending letters last month?" Guan Lan picked up a salted plum and pressed it to Changsun Yan's lips, interrupting him.

Chang Sun Yan was caught off guard and had his mouth blocked by him. He could only open his lips and take the plum that was fed to his mouth. The unique salty and sour taste of the plum instantly spread between his lips and tongue, causing him to frown immediately.

The plums in his mouth had clearly been pickled, but Changsun Yan felt his lips and tongue were extremely sore, and even his throat was choked.

He couldn't help but lower his eyelids to hide the depressed mood in his eyes, and pushed the plum in his mouth to his cheek, trying to suppress the sour feeling spreading from the tip of his heart, and replied incoherently, "It's just the hot summer, and my spleen and stomach are not in good condition."

"My dear husband, please don't say one thing and mean another. Others may not understand, but I have been serving you since I was young. How could I not know that you are concerned about Lord Lin in your heart?" Guanlan squatted down, sat on the footstool, and took Changsun Yan's hand.

"Since Lord Lin left Changsun Mansion in April, it has been three months now. In the first two months, he sent letters every now and then, but last month, there was no news at all."

"The people who were sent to gather information couldn't give any clear information after they came back. They only said that Lord Lin was recuperating from his injuries, so the door has been closed to visitors recently." Having said that, Guanlan sighed slightly and continued.

"But it's been a whole month, and there's no news at all. Not only you are restless, but we servants are also worried."

"And Guan Cen, I know he was a little stubborn today and made you angry, but I still want to speak up for him."

Hearing this, Chang Sun Yan couldn't help but feel moved, and looked up at Guan Lan, "What's wrong?"

Guan Lan pursed his lips, as if considering how to start. After a long while, he spoke again: "Guan Cen didn't let me tell you, but it's not a good idea to keep it a secret. You know, he has never been the kind of person who bullies his subordinates by relying on his status. This time he targeted those two little slaves because he heard them gossiping in private and saying some unpleasant things."

"What did they say?" Chang Sun Yan finally swallowed the plum in his mouth. After hearing this, he had some guesses in his mind. Since Guan Cen would rather be punished than tell the truth, he was probably related to the unpleasant words said by the two little slaves.

As expected, Guanlan immediately said, "My dear, I think you have guessed it a little bit. When Guancen and I passed by Wufang that day, we happened to hear Zhou'er and Liu'er gossiping. They said, they said... they said that Lord Lin was injured and became a useless person. He felt that he was not worthy of you, my dear, so he stopped writing to you."

"Nonsense!" Upon hearing this, Changsun Yan's face suddenly became filled with anger and he slammed the table with his hand.

"Of course this is nonsense. Lord Lin loves you so much and promised you that he would marry you within half a year. How could he give up so easily?" Guanlan patted Changsun Yan's hand and said in a soothing tone.