The princess pushes her close to a woman

The first snow in winter fell quietly, and the fine snow slipped in along the unclosed window. The two sleeping peacefully on the couch didn't notice it, and let the crystal clear Qionghua fall on the bamboo slips one by one, creating a beautiful atmosphere for the interior. The feeling of warm charcoal melts into drops of tears and smudges on the ink.

The wind stopped, and the snow fell more and more heavily. The ground was covered with a thick layer, and dense petals were piled up across the threshold. Physician Song stepped in carefully, holding the medicine box and holding the door frame.Due to his status, Song Ci didn't like too many people appearing here.

Therefore, the Song imperial physician, like Shen Qingluo, came alone.

He saw that the door of the small building was closed tightly, and the steps beside him were covered with thick snow. He couldn't help sighing, the tree he was leaning on trembled slightly, and large flakes of snow fell.The coldness in his neck made him shiver. He shook his head from side to side, raised his hand to stroke his beard, and shouted upstairs: "Nephew Song Xian, come out and meet the old man..."

Song Ci moved slightly, his eyes still closed tightly without any sign of waking up, but Shen Qingluo, who was curled up in her arms, opened his eyes in a daze. Seeing that Song Ci was still sleeping, the corners of his lips raised slightly, she I closed my eyes again.

"Nephew Song Xian..." Physician Song shouted again from downstairs, the medicine box had been placed on the floor, he rubbed his hands a little anxiously, wishing he could go in and have a cup of hot tea.

"Song Ci? Someone called you..."

Shen Qingluo was still asleep, when she heard a voice pushing Song Ci, her bony fingers poked at her chest, Song Ci didn't respond, only then did she realize that the interval between the last poisoning was too short, and Song Ci hadn't recovered yet energy.

She reached out and gently stroked Song Ci's face, the tenderness in her eyes was mixed with distress, if the woman who poisoned Song Ci was really hiding in the imperial aunt's mansion, how could she not go for a while?

Doctor Song's voice came from her ear again, she got up without further delay, got dressed and went out, opened the door, the silver-clad courtyard in front of her did not fail to please her, but her smile was When she saw Imperial Physician Song in the hospital, she froze slightly, she almost forgot the existence of Imperial Physician Song.Embarrassment surfaced on her face, and she hid it in a flash, "Physician Song, you can come up now."

Doctor Song dared to teach the princess to help her. Seeing that she didn't realize it, he immediately bowed his hands and bowed, hurriedly bent down to pick up the medicine box on the ground, leaned on the side railing, and walked up tremblingly.

When he came up, Shen Qing Luoxu helped him, and he thanked him flattered. When he went in, he subconsciously glanced at the window, but he didn't see Song Ci's shadow. He suddenly had a guess in his mind, "Your Highness, what is in Mr. Song's body Has the poison flared up again?"

"Well, I haven't woken up yet."

Shen Qingluo replied, the eyes that fell on Imperial Physician Song seemed to be probing, and she wondered why Imperial Physician Song would call Nephew Song Cixian in her mind. As her thoughts flowed, she smiled again, and said: "Emperor Song, but my palace Did you hear me wrong? Why did you call Nephew Song Cixian?"

Hearing this, the Imperial Physician of Song smiled awkwardly, "Princess Hui, you heard me right, maybe the subject is getting old, and in private, Mr. Song respectfully calls the subject uncle, so the subject is called a good nephew."

"Since that's the case," Shen Qingluo nodded with a smile, and said to Song Taiyi, "I should honorably call him uncle."

"This can't be done, how dare I look down on the inferior?" Song Taiyi repeatedly refused.

"Then why can't I summon Song Ci if I can?" Shen Qingluo asked back. Let people disturb your cleanliness."

She still worried that she had nowhere to restrain Song Taiyi, but she didn't expect Song Ci to be commensurate with her uncle and nephew.

"I can't afford to be an old man," said Imperial Physician Song with a mournful face, wrinkles piled up together, looking quite pitiful.

He and Song Ci are only commensurate in private, how dare he receive the respectful title of Princess Jinghua, if it is passed on to the ears of the sage, he may be unhappy in his heart.

Imperial Physician Song was determined to refuse, and it would be too much to force him any further, Shen Qingluo could only sigh in his heart as old-fashioned, this way would not work, and he had to find another shortcut.

Entrusting Song Ci to Song Tai Physician, Shen Qingluo went back. She needed to go to the imperial aunt's house as soon as possible to see if the witch was really there.

When Song Ci woke up, the room was pitch black, Shen Qingluo was nowhere to be seen, and the doctor Song had already left.She stood up and lit the lamp, only to hear the sound of creaking in the distance, the maid came to deliver the dinner, and when she left, a slightly short maid secretly stuffed her with a ball of paper.

She raised her eyes and looked at the maid in surprise. The maid's face was hidden under the backlight, so she couldn't see her face clearly in the dim light.

"You stay, when Hua Yun led them to leave, Song Ci opened his mouth and pointed at the maid, who trembled slightly, turned around obediently, knelt down with a plop, her head resting deeply on the ground, she She pleaded: "My son-in-law, you...you let this servant go, this servant has a sweetheart..."

"Girl, if you think too much, I won't do anything to you," Song Ci said flatly, raising his hand slightly to expose the note, "Hua Yun, you can also stay."

When Hua Yun saw the note, she immediately knelt down. Once she knelt, there was no one else in the room except Song Ci standing there.

Before seeing the content of the note, Song Ci still had the heart to protect the maid, but now, he feels no need.This ability to beat back, presumably the content on the note is not a good thing.

The note was slowly unfolded, the maid panicked and kowtowed to beg for mercy, the rhyme of the painting directly made her gag, and she had already made a plan to tell the princess about it.

The words "Zishi back door" came into view, Song Ci handed the note to her with some puzzlement, and asked, "What do you mean?"

The maid's eyes were terrified, and she shook her head desperately. The maids who grabbed her never let go of her. Hua Yun reached out to take the note, and said with a low eyebrow, "I'm disturbing the peace of the son-in-law, please have dinner earlier. Just leave it to the slaves."

Song Ci thought for a while, then nodded, "That's fine, I'm here for Miss Huayun."

She didn't take this matter to heart, and she never deliberately inquired about what happened. Unexpectedly, a few days later, just as she was poisoned, two sneaky masked men broke in, and the leader took the mask off on his own initiative. He took off the mask, revealing a very familiar face.

"Master Jingchen, please leave with us and don't marry that princess..."

"..."

Song Ci couldn't remember, her mind was filled with pain, and her vision gradually became blurred.

In order not to be discovered by these people, she suppressed her physical discomfort, sat in front of the desk with a straight body, her hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, her teeth were clenched and she was speechless.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the man quickly lost his patience and prepared to take her away forcibly.

As soon as his hand touched Song Ci's arm, there was a coquettish laughter in the air, from far to near.

When the enchanting and charming woman in red landed lightly, with the fragrant wind blowing her face from the bottom of her sleeves, Song Ci became a little more sober. She raised her eyes with difficulty and saw the woman from Hua Sha Palace.

"Ah, it's really time for the slave's family to come, and you actually ran into a strong and beautiful man?"

Hua Jianyi covered her mouth and smiled pretentiously, her eyes lingered on Song Ci and the two of them, and there was an indescribable charm in her eyes.

"Who are you?" The murderous intent fluttered in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and soon he seemed to think of something, and said with a polite smile: "Please leave quickly, the girl, so as not to be implicated by us."

"I really don't want to be implicated by you." The smile on Hua Jianyi's face suddenly dissipated, her eyes hardened, she raised her sleeves and flung her away.

The fragrance in the room was more intense, but within a round, the two fell down.

She hooked her lips into a smile, turned her head and said: "Sanlang, my family has helped you so much, how should you repay my family?"

"Why don't you make a promise with your body?" Hua Jianyi tilted her head and looked at Song Ci, who was taking a nap with her eyes closed, with a look of embarrassment on her face, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and soon she smiled coquettishly again, "I'm bigger , the princess is younger, she shouldn't mind, right?"

"What are you doing here?" Song Ci asked, his voice weak and inaudible.

"Of course I will send you a wedding gift for Sanlang." Hua Jianyi blinked slightly, squeezed out a few tears, and said sadly, "Sanlang is so cruel. If you have a princess, you don't want Nujia anymore. Nujia feels a dull pain in your heart, but you can't help it." I couldn't bear the heartache and rushed to give gifts."

Song Ci remained silent, only hoping that the time of this attack would pass as soon as possible.

"Can Sanlang take pity on my slave's family? Divorce that princess, and live happily ever after with my slave's family?"

Song Ci didn't speak, she was a little bored, put away her teasing heart, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, and said coolly: "Since Sanlang refuses to repay the grace of saving his life with his body, then he will bring you a wedding gift Arrive."

Opening the lid of the porcelain bottle, she tilted the bottle, and a few black pills inside rolled down to the ground. The skirt moved slightly, and Bing Dilian stepped on it with her embroidered shoes. A puddle of powder...

Song Ci never moved from the beginning to the end, even in pain, he never cried out.

Hua Jianyi saw it in her eyes, her heart was interesting, she rolled her eyes slightly, she opened her lips again and said: "I remember that there is still a bottle of antidote, it was originally intended to be given to Heizi, but my heart has always been biased towards Saburo If Saburo opens his mouth, I will give it to you.

"Give it to him, I don't need it."

Song Ci eased his tone, opened his eyes, and his indifferent eyes did not contain any selfish desires.

I don't know if she has seen through her mind, or if she really doesn't care, Hua Jianyi was restless, avoiding Song Ci's eyes, and said coldly: "Send me to the palace, and I will give you the antidote."

"You... enter the palace? What are you doing?" Song Ci was slightly surprised, but then he thought, could it be that he assassinated the emperor?Looking at Hua Jianyi, she couldn't help being a little more cautious.

"Why does Sanlang ask such a question?" Hua Jianyi covered her lips with a coquettish smile, "Of course my family loves the emperor."

"I want to hear the truth," Song Ci said. Although he didn't expect to get an answer from her, it would be good to know more about it.

"Bai Zhi had a temper tantrum with my slave, and hid in the palace, and my slave is going to look for her..."

Joy and tenderness emerged from the eyes, and Hua Jianyi's tone was finally a little more serious.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 7 for dislike;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 12 bottles of Pluto of Lone Star; 9 bottles of Jiangli; 1 bottle of Little Wang and Nanyoumu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!