The more Zheng Ling thought about it, the more scared he was.

Zhan hanjue said: "it seems that if we want Tong Bao to forget Ye Feng completely, we must give her a dose of strong medicine."

Zheng Ling stares big eyes: "what do you want to do to her?"

"We'll send her to granny Boye," he said. Let Grandma Boye enlighten her well. "

Zheng Ling said: "yes, why didn't I think of grandma Boye? Her medical skills are excellent, whether it is organic disease or mental illness, she has a lot of research. Maybe grandma Boye can cure Tong Bao's lovesickness. "

Zhan hanjue looks at Zheng Ling, who is a doctor of diseases. He wants to tell her that acacia is not a disease. There is no good prescription for grandma Boye.

However, seeing that Zheng Ling's mood became joyful, Zhan hanjue felt that there was no need to expose the truth.

But Zhan hanjue revealed two other things to Zheng Ling: "Zheng Ling, now is the most turbulent time for the Zhan family. I decided to send them back to Yu's village. There are also grandma Boye and grandfather, and I will send them back to Yuncheng. Only when they leave the center of mediation can Susu and I concentrate on the current chaotic situation. "

Zheng Ling glanced out of the window. Last night, it was cold and rainy, but Ye Feng and others were guarding Aiyue castle. Zheng Ling knows what kind of disputes the strategists will face recently.

"Well." Zheng Ling supported Zhan hanjue's decision: "brother Jue, what are they going to do?"

Zhan hanjue said, "I'll go to xiangdingyuan and inform my grandfather later. You must leave within a week at the latest. As for grandma Boye, I want to send them away tomorrow. "

Zheng Ling couldn't hide his emotion: "will Tong Bao and grandma Boye go together?"

"Well." Zhan hanjue said, "Zheng Ling, Tong Bao's temporary departure from the imperial capital can not only cure her emotional injury, but also benefit her personal safety."

Zheng Ling nodded: "good."

Zhan hanjue warmed up his breakfast again, brought it to Zhengling, and coaxed him: "if you don't eat, I'm in a panic."

Zheng Ling then reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls.

Looking at the remaining half bowl of porridge, Zhan hanjue said with a wry smile, "I'll let you have a few mouthfuls, and you'll only have a few. Come on, eat more. "

Zheng Ling was amused by him. A few more bites.

It was not until he finished the porridge in the bowl that Zhan hanjue began to smile. Like a three-year-old, "well, that's good."

Zheng Ling's singing and laughing are not true.

At noon, Zhan hanjue came to xiangding garden with Zhengling.

Old Master Yu and Yu Qianqian were overjoyed to see their son and daughter-in-law coming.

However, when Zhan hanjue indicated his intention, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly cooled down.

"Are you going to turn us out?" Master Yu looked at Zhan hanjue in disbelief.

Zheng Ling was afraid that Zhan hanjue's expression would make them misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "grandfather, brother Jue doesn't really want to drive you away. It's the last resort. "

With these words, Zheng Ling found that he had let slip again.

If we let them know that the fighters may face the most insidious house fight in history, they will not leave, and they will worry about their comfort.

Zheng Ling looked at Zhan hanjue with dismay. After receiving the favor of Zhan hanjue, with a helpless expression, Zheng Ling said to himself, "I'm sorry."

Zhan hanjue was not willing to blame her. He just put her in his arms and said, "it's really three years of pregnancy."