Princess Sets Poison Again Chapter 1220: Blue Night Sky Stroke

After three days in a row, Lan Mingyu still had no intention of coming out of the ancestral hall, and Lan Yetian had no intention of releasing him either.

In the ancestral hall, Zhuo Qingyun looked at Lan Mingyu distressedly: "Stop kneeling."

Lan Mingyu pursed her lips: "It's okay, this is the punishment I deserve."

It was he who was sorry to the ancestors of the Lan family, he had failed the expectations of his grandfather and parents, everything was his fault, and he should be punished.

Seeing his persistent appearance, Zhuo Qingyun felt distressed and helpless, so she could only kneel with him.

He knew he was guilty, but he didn't think they did anything wrong.

Everyone has the right to pursue happiness, and so do they. He didn't want to give up his happiness for the so-called responsibility.

Dongyuan.

Lan Mingyu has been kneeling in the ancestral hall for as long as Lan Yetian has been sitting in the study.

"Boom!"

There was a knock on the door outside, and Lan Yetian rubbed his head with a headache: "Come in."

Father Lan pushed the door in with a tray.

Seeing Lan's father, Lan Yetian sat up straight instantly and pulled himself together: "Did Ming Yu come out?"

Father Lan's eyes flickered, and he put the tray in front of Lan Yetian: "Eat something, you haven't eaten for three days."

Lan Yetian didn't even look at the food in front of him, but only looked at Father Lan persistently: "Is Mingyu still unwilling to admit his mistake?"

Father Lan frowned, not knowing how to answer.

"You bastard!" Lan Yetian stood up abruptly, wanting to get angry, but his blood rushed to his head, and he couldn't stand up all at once, and fell backwards.

"Daddy!"

Father Lan was shocked, he quickly supported Lan Yetian, and anxiously shouted outside: "Come here!"

"Bang!" The door of the ancestral hall was pushed open at once: "Master, the old man has suffered a stroke, please go and have a look."

Lan Mingyu was taken aback, and rushed out regardless of her kneeling knees.

Zhuo Qingyun also hurriedly followed out.

Lan Mingyu ran to Dongyuan, and when he saw Lan Yetian lying on the bed sobbing, his face turned pale.

"Mingyu, come and see your grandfather." Seeing Lan Mingyu approaching, Father Lan hurriedly gave him the seat beside the bed.

Lan Mingyu walked over in a panic, trying to feel his pulse, but he grabbed his hand instead.

Lan Yetian grabbed Lan Mingyu and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word.

Looking at Lan Yetian's appearance, Lan Mingyu was terrified. He wanted to feel his pulse, but he kept holding on to his hand.

"Grandpa, don't get excited... just relax..." Lan Mingyu red-eyed and wanted to persuade her, but Lan Yetian's condition became worse and worse.

Lan Mingyu was in a hurry, and hurriedly turned to look at Zhuo Qingyun at the door: "Hurry up and find Bai Lier."

Zhuo Qingyun nodded, and hurriedly flew out of Lan Mansion.

Zhuo Qingyun found the Mo family from the Chu family, and finally found the white raccoon.

"Follow me." As soon as Zhuo Qingyun saw the white raccoon, she pulled her away without saying a word.

"What happened?" Bai Li frowned while following Zhuo Qingyun.

"The old man had a stroke, and Mingyu can't handle it." Zhuo Qingyun simply explained, and still ran wildly with the white raccoon.

Hearing that Lan Yetian had a stroke, the white raccoon was startled, and instead of following Zhuo Qingyun, he flew to Lan's house by himself.

Mo Beichen chased after him: "What's the matter?"

"The old man had a stroke." Zhuo Qingyun explained again, and flew to Lan's house with Mo Beichen.

When the white raccoon arrived at Lan's house, he was taken directly to Dongyuan by the servant.

"You came just in time."

Seeing the white raccoon approaching, Lan Mingyu immediately stood up and wanted to give way, but Lan Yetian still held her hand firmly.

"I'm not leaving." Lan Mingyu was afraid of Lan Yetian's agitation, so he comforted him, but didn't dare to move.

The white raccoon came over, took a look at Lan Yetian's face, and quickly took out the golden needle and stabbed him among the people.

"Ahem..." Lan Yetian coughed desperately as if he had recovered his breath.

"Grandpa..." Lan Mingyu hurriedly helped him out.

The white raccoon grabs Lan Yetian's hand to feel his pulse.

After taking the pulse, the white raccoon started to give him another needle.

After one round of acupuncture, Lan Yetian had already fallen asleep.

"How is grandpa?" Lan Mingyu looked at Lan Yetian who had fallen asleep, and asked in a low voice.

Blue father and blue mother also looked at the white raccoon nervously.

The white raccoon took back the golden needle and looked at Lan Yetian: "Grandpa Lan had a stroke caused by worry and anger. Fortunately, he discovered it in time, and now there is nothing serious."

"But for the sake of his body, don't make him angry these few days." Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the white raccoon changed the subject again.

Lan Mingyu lowered her head guiltily, it was all his fault, he was the one who almost caused grandpa to have a stroke.

Blue father and blue mother frowned and glanced at Lan Mingyu, then turned to the white raccoon together: "I'm really bothering you."

"Uncle and aunt are welcome." Bai Li chuckled, "Let's go out first, let Grandpa Lan have a good rest."

Everyone nodded and exited the room together.

"You should stay in Lan Mansion temporarily today, I'm afraid the old man has something to do at night and will trouble you again." Father Lan looked at Bai Li and Mo Beichen shyly and said.

"Okay."

The white raccoon nodded in agreement.

Father Lan looked at Lan Mingyu again: "Take them to the guest room to rest."

Lan Mingyu nodded, and led the white raccoons to her yard.

"How could it be like this?" After they sat down, the white raccoon asked.

Lan Mingyu sighed softly, and briefly explained what happened beforehand.

The white raccoon frowned after hearing this.

I didn't expect that Qi Shuya would come back and complain. No wonder the old man was so angry.

Lan Mingyu covered her face with guilt, choked up and said, "It's my fault, it's all my fault."

Looking at Lan Mingyu's appearance, Zhuo Qingyun's heart ached.

The white raccoon also patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "How can I blame you, in fact, you did nothing wrong."

After a while, Lan Mingyu raised her eyes with red eyes: "Grandpa, is he okay?"

Grandpa just lost his cultivation, and now he is causing him to have a stroke. He is really unfilial.

The white raccoon raised his eyebrows: "I have already given the needle once, and the symptoms of the stroke have been relieved a lot. As long as I don't stimulate him for the time being, everything should be fine."

She will give him another needle in a while.

"Don't worry, with me here, I won't let anything happen to him." Seeing that Lan Mingyu was still frowning, the white raccoon smiled and comforted him.

"Thank you."

Lan Mingyu looked at the white raccoon gratefully.

The white raccoon smiled lightly: "You're welcome!"

At night, Bai Li went to Dongyuan again.

Lan Yetian seemed to be sleeping well, so Bai Li checked him and helped him get the needle again.

After one needle prick, Lan Yetian faintly woke up.

"White girl."

In a daze, Lan Yetian seemed to see the white raccoon.

Seeing that he woke up, the white raccoon quickly withdrew the needle: "You woke up, how do you feel, are you still uncomfortable?"

Lan Yetian shook his head, thinking of something, nervously said: "Where's Mingyu?" "He's here." Afraid that he would get agitated, the white raccoon quickly comforted him: "He's going to make medicine for you, he'll be here in a while. "