Chapter 75 The sincerity of the sickly young master 3
A question mark slowly appeared on Shen Yu's head.

?Was she called brother?
Well, the original owner was born with this rough voice and masculine appearance, so if he is recognized as an older brother, he should be an older brother.

"Shen Zhen."

Sensing the movement not far away, Shen Yu smiled and said, "Young Master, we will meet again."

Before leaving, he finally couldn't hold it back and rubbed Gu Han's fluffy hair.

Gu Han only felt the top of his head being gently rubbed, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Yu's back flying away.

There was still a feeling of touch on the top of his head. Gu Han looked a little disappointed, lowered his head and muttered: "Next time."

"Master?"

"Master, are you back by yourself?"

Gu Han looked up when he heard a familiar voice: "Qingchao?"

In the cold winter, Qingchao was sweating profusely because he was anxious because he couldn't find Gu Han.

When Qingchao saw Gu Han standing here intact, his heart finally settled: "It'll be good if the young master is back."

Qingchao breathed a sigh of relief, but soon noticed that the young master was wrapped in a thick mink robe and there were toys in his arms.

It was too cold outside, so Qingchao thought it would be better to wait until the young master was brought into a warm room before asking.

Qingchao took Gu Han over the wall and returned to the young master's yard. Because the young master did not leave any maids in the yard, no one noticed that they had left.

Gu Han carefully packed the things in his arms into boxes, and Qing Chao just handed the stove to his hand.

After taking off the mink robe that did not belong to the young master, Qingchao hesitated and asked tentatively: "Master, did you have fun today?"

Gu Han's eyes were sparkling, recalling the previous indulgence of his brother.

Although his family also cherished him, they always felt that he would break into pieces in the next moment. No one had ever warmed him like a big brother.

Seeing the young master's appearance, he knew something in his mind. Qing Chao said: "It's good that the young master is happy, but I still need to bring more people next time."

"Ah."

When Gu Han saw Qing Chao's appearance, he knew that he was really worried for him, and comforted him: "It won't happen next time."

Knowing that his young master was comforting him, Qingchao felt very relieved. The worry on his face faded, and he suddenly joked: "Young master looks so hopeful? Is he in love with a girl?"

"Is it possible? He is the owner of this mink robe?"

As he spoke, Qingchao lifted up the mink robe on his hand.

Gu Han was not angry, but just smiled helplessly: "Qingchao, him," he stroked the mink robe Qingchao was holding and finally saw the difference.

The surprised look that had flashed across Shen Yu's face before suddenly popped into his mind, and it was strangely clear. Could it be that his brother was actually his sister?

Gu Han couldn't help but smile softly, just like a cup of light tea revealing his unique aftertaste.

Qingchao saw the remaining smile on Gu Han's lips and couldn't help but wonder: "Young Master,"

Gu Han looked at the soft mink robe in his hand, scratched it, and then said, "Nothing, let's wash up and get some rest early. We need to see grandma tomorrow."

"Okay." Qingchao responded.

The Lin Mansion's default reunion day was bright and starry early in the morning, and the servants had already begun activities, making the Lin Mansion a bustling place.

When Gu Han was welcomed by his servants to his grandmother's knees, there were already several children of his generation surrounding his grandmother.

Gu Han had just arrived and didn't go out much. In fact, he was not familiar with them.

"I've met my grandmother." Gu Han said hello to his grandmother in a polite manner.

Maybe it was because of the wind blowing again along the way, even if I lowered my voice, I could still hear a few muffled sounds.

"Oh, my grandson, come quickly, come to grandma."

When the old lady saw her grandson who looked so much like her daughter, she couldn't help but her eyes sparkled.

The heat source of the house was very close to his grandmother. Gu Han obediently walked over, his body getting warmer and warmer.The old lady took Gu Han's cold little hand and asked Gu Han about the situation at home. The previous discomfort also dissipated with their conversation.

Seeing his kind-hearted grandmother, Gu Han felt at peace.

The old lady couldn't bear it when she saw her grandson's cute behavior.

It would be nice if Xiaoyu was still here, but it's a pity for this child's body.

I felt sad because the old lady would not say these words in front of the juniors.

A well-dressed maid asked from outside the door and said something in the old lady's ear. This moment of tenderness was over.

"Okay, kids, the breakfast is ready. Let's go have a reunion dinner with grandma."

The old lady held Gu Han's hand, and there was a large circle around her, which was quite large.

The breakfast banquet was very enjoyable, Gu Han's eyes had a warm light, this trip to the wedding was quite good.

He was a little reluctant to go back, but what would he do if he went back?The father was busy with martial arts competitions all day long, and spent the rest of the time hanging around among his wives and concubines, fearing that he might have forgotten his eldest son to the ends of the earth.

Thinking of this, Gu Han's mood became slightly depressed.

"Come on, come on, Hanhan, come and try this dish. This dish is our Yongcheng specialty. I'm afraid you don't have it in Huan'an City."

Grandma used serving chopsticks to pick up a chopstick for Gu Han, taking good care of Gu Han's mood.

Gu Han's eyes dimmed and regained his light: "Thank you, grandma."

After the breakfast banquet, Gu Han took Qingchao back to his yard.

For several days, because he did not interact with other courtyards, the people in his courtyard just arranged it hastily, and it looked much deserted.

During this period, Gu Han was also using medicine from Yongcheng's famous doctors.

"Master, it's time to drink medicine."

Gu Han glanced at the bowl of dark brown medicine in Qingchao's hand, and his mouth felt bitter just by smelling it.

Fortunately, he was used to it. He took the bowl of medicine and drank it in one breath, "Ahem."

The bitterness in his throat, coupled with the dryness and itchiness that came up, made him uncomfortable. He coughed a few more times. After Qingchao went down, Gu Han picked up the candied fruit on the plate and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweetness dissipated and the itching Then he suppressed it deeply, and an abnormal blush appeared on his face.

"Gu Han, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

A pair of hands placed on Gu Han's, and a warmth immediately spread throughout his body, and the squeezing feeling in his lungs was relieved.

Gu Han raised his head with joy: "Brother, Shen Zhen?"

Shen Yu supported Gu Han's limp body: "Don't talk, save your strength, I'm here to treat you this time."

Gu Han remained silent.

When Shen Yu took Gu Han to the bathtub prepared behind the curtain, seeing that Gu Han didn't say a word, he asked in doubt:

"What? Are you unhappy?"

"No, Chen Yu, why do you treat me so well?" The voice was muffled, and Shen Yu was afraid that the young master was really unhappy.

Unexpectedly, when Gu Han raised his head, he saw a childish face full of tears.

My heart panicked and I almost let go of the hand that was conveying my inner energy.

Shen Yu couldn't say anything good, so he could only wipe it dry with a handkerchief.

"Okay, my young master, if I don't treat you so well, who else should I treat you well? Well? Don't cry. I'll tell you when you get better."

"Okay, don't lie to me."

Shen Yu nodded and diverted the young master's attention: "Good boy, you have to hurry up and change your clothes while taking this medicinal bath. I'll wait for you behind the curtain."

"You are not allowed to go."

(End of this chapter)

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