As soon as she went out, she saw Fang Qiu holding the child, looking at her with longing eyes. Although she saw countless question marks in his eyes, she did not ask.

She knew that Fang Qiu didn't dare to speak because she was afraid of hearing bad news.

Luo Lan stepped forward, touched the child's face, and whispered:

"The mansion has been quite chaotic these past few days. You should take good care of the child. Also, Xiao Lingzi is still in a coma, but his health status is relatively stable..."

Looking at Fang Qiu's puzzled eyes, she guessed that she probably didn't understand her professional terms, but she didn't dare to ask further.

Then, she continued concisely:

"Xiao Lingzi's problem is not serious, don't worry!"

Hearing this, Fang Qiu finally burst into tears of joy. She kissed the child hard on the cheek and shouted excitedly,

"Did you hear that? The princess said your father is fine and will wake up."

The child's big eyes rolled around for a few times, then he opened his mouth and muttered something incoherently.

"Dad, I want Dad..."

The child's tender voice made Luo Lan feel warm in his eyes.

Having something to look forward to and someone to miss you, how happy it is!

I guess Xiao Lingzi is also eager to wake up at this time!

After comforting Fang Qiu, she walked towards the backyard again.

At this time, the children had just finished their martial arts class. When they saw her coming, they all came to greet her. Yang Feng also walked quickly to her.

"Princess, is there any news about the two generals?"

Luo Lan shook his head, frowned and said to the children:

"Not yet. For the next few days, you all stay in the mansion and no one is allowed to go out. Understand?"

The children nodded.

"We understand."

Yang Feng sighed and said sadly:

"How is Huaiyu? Please ask the princess to tell him later that I will make up for the missed classes for him and tell him not to worry."

"Mr. Yang, please go see Huaiyu. I just visited him. He's not in a good condition. He listens to you. Please go and help me persuade him."

After hearing this, Yang Feng's shrewd eyes flashed a few times and he nodded, "Okay, I'll go see him now. You guys take a break and wait for Mr. Huang's class later!"

"Understood, Master Yang."

After Yang Feng left, An An was the first to speak:

"Mom, is the matter between Uncle Ling and General Xiaoshuang really related to Brother Huaiyu?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Luo Lan frowned and scolded:

"This is an accident. Brother Huaiyu grew up with you. Don't you know what he is like? After Mr. Huang's class, go see him and talk to him."

Lele pouted and shook her head vigorously.

"We went to see him yesterday, but he kicked us all out, saying he didn't want to talk. We don't dare go again."

Hearing this, Luo Lan sighed deeply and said softly:

"He hasn't been in good condition these past few days. Please bear with him!"

"Mom, we got it."

Luo Lan then held up his fainting head and said weakly:

"You guys take a rest for a while. Mom has to go back and lie down for a while."

As she was talking, she was about to turn around. Seeing this, An An quickly followed her, took her hand, and asked with concern:

"Mom, are you okay? Can I help you back home?"

Looking at the little girl whose height had reached his shoulders, Luo Lan nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, they say a girl is a mother's little cotton-padded jacket, and it's true. My An An has grown up and knows how to care about her..."

An An helped Luo Lan walk forward, raised her head and smiled:

"You raised me up, and I will continue to be filial to you in the future. By the way, how is Uncle Ling? Will he wake up?"

"able."

Luo Lan nodded decisively.

"He'll be fine."

"What about Uncle Xiaoshuang? Where did he go? Why did he suddenly disappear?"

An An's question made Luo Lan's heart sink to the bottom instantly. She sighed and shook her head:

"I don't know. A lot of things happened in the mansion yesterday. I hope he can come back safely!"

"Mom, there's something I've always wanted to tell you, but I haven't found the chance."

"Go ahead. You're my daughter. If you have anything to tell me, you can come to me anytime."

"But...but I'm not sure, so I don't dare to say anything..."

Seeing An An hesitated to speak, Luo Lan turned his head to look at her and said gently:

"When you talk to me, you don't have to think too much. Just say whatever you think. I can help you analyze it and see if what you say is right or wrong."

An An looked up, tilted her head and thought for a while, then rolled her shrewd eyes and said with a pout:

"Mom, do you think there are men with breasts that look like women's?"

The moment she heard this question, Luo Lan suddenly realized that something must have happened to An An, or she must have been bullied by someone, otherwise she would not ask such a strange question.

So, she looked at An An in horror and asked anxiously:

"You...what do you mean by that? An An, did someone bully you? Tell me who bullied you, tell me quickly."

Seeing that she was a little anxious, An An hurriedly shook his head.

"Mom, no one is bullying me. I'm just curious and asking."

"Is it true that no one bullies you? An An, I've already told you that you're already twelve years old and your body has started to develop. You should have less contact with the opposite sex. If you have anything, you must tell me. Don't hide it from me!"

"Mom, you're overthinking it. I'm just...just asking casually."

"If you ask casually, I'll tell you that if a man is particularly fat, his breasts may be larger, but they will never be as big as a woman's."

Luo Lan's words made An An gasp, and the subtle changes on her face were all seen by Luo Lan.

She stood still, turned around, put her hands on An An's shoulders, looked at her alertly with her pretty eyes, and asked with concern:

"An An, you just said that you suspected something but weren't sure. Tell me and I can help you analyze it. Also, why did you ask about men's breasts? Are you hiding something from me?"

An An bit her lip, looked at Luo Lan with her big eyes, and after her eyelashes fluttered a few times, she pursed her lips and said:

"A few days ago, when I was helping Mr. Huang, I accidentally touched his chest. It was very soft, like a mother's. These past few days, when I saw him, I wondered, he's not fat, so why are his chest so big?"

An An’s words made Luo Lan’s brows tighten instantly.

She once had a subtle feeling towards Huang Yun, but now after hearing what An An said, her heart instantly rose to her throat.

But in order to prevent An An from taking this matter to heart, she patted An An's shoulder, took a long breath, and said earnestly:

"Maybe you're mistaken. Mr. Huang is usually afraid of the cold and wears a lot of thick clothes. If this is the case, I'm relieved."