The princess has an unusual vision [Rebirth]

The sick man who has been missed by Zhong Yuanhou for a long time is a real sick man.When Song Qimin was born, the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck and he almost failed to survive. In addition, the birth mother was physically weak and had been taking supplements during pregnancy.

However, the timing of Song Qimin's birth was very good. He landed one night earlier than the first child in the concubine, and he was born in the main room, so he naturally became the legitimate eldest grandson of the Song family.And after such a big test, he still survived, and his vitality is not ordinary tenacious.In the eyes of the elders of the Song family, this represented infinite good luck.

"Qimin can live like this, and his blessings are profound. This child will be great in the future." When Song Qimin, who was held in his arms, saw his grandfather for the first time, he received such a compliment.

The emperor had already made a promise to Jinkou that if the Song family gave birth to a grandson, he would naturally be Princess Ze's son-in-law.At that time, the Marquis of Zhongyuan already had a consort of Princess Yu, so the Song Prime Minister's family was naturally unwilling to lag behind.Song Qimin, who survived the catastrophe, became a son-in-law before he learned to speak.

As soon as he was born, he accomplished two things for the Song family: having a grandson and a son-in-law.No matter how weak Song Qimin's body is, he is still the treasure of the Song family.But he is indeed full of talent, he can afford this favor, and he is well-deserved to be a son-in-law.

His body has been nourished by good ginseng all year round, but in fact he is only weaker than ordinary people, so he is not considered a waste.But since a serious illness a few years ago, he almost died again, which made no one in the Song family dare to take it lightly. After all, if Song Qimin had something wrong, no one could explain it to Prime Minister Song.

"Cough, cough, cough. Xiao Shun, go and open the window." It was still early in the morning, and the morning dew had not yet appeared, but Song Qimin had already put on his coat and sat up.

"Master, it's still cold outside." Xiao Shun propped his sleepy head, his sleepy eyes were hazy.

Song Qimin tugged on the outer shirt on his shoulders, not worried about the temperature outside.

"Go and drive, the room is so stuffy, I'm almost out of breath."

When Xiao Shun heard the young master's order, he didn't dare to disobey, for fear of offending the young master and making him weaker.Turning his head three times a step, full of worry, Xiao Shun pretended to open the two smallest windows on the side.

"Ahem, open the bigger one, the front one." Song Qimin didn't walk out of the bedroom, but made a sound immediately after Xiaoshun opened the window.

"Master, it's chilly outside, and my hands were freezing when I pushed open the window." Xiao Shun was worried and tried to persuade him.

Song Qimin didn't even lift his eyelids, and looked weak, turning a deaf ear to Xiaoshun's words.He is used to being treated like a fragile doll, and even as an adult, the whole family still treats him as fragile as a baby.

"Drive as soon as you are told, I will bear the consequences myself." Song Qimin's voice was not loud, but his tone was firm.

Xiao Shun was in a dilemma, he had to listen to the young master's words, but if the young master caught the cold, he would not be able to explain to the master.Although the young master would come forward to take the punishment for him every time, and he never really let himself be punished, but he has been with the young master for many years, and he is indeed concerned about the young master's health.

The window was still opened, and the wind that entered the hall brought a cold air to the face. Although there was a screen to separate it, it still brought an obvious coolness to the room.Xiao Shun shrank his shoulders, feeling a little cold.Song Qimin closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to absorb the refreshing air.

"I asked you to open the window a long time ago, and the air is better now. I was almost suffocated by you just now." Song Qimin took a breath of cold air intoxicatedly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Xiao Shun was terrified as he watched from the side. He had already started to imagining the scene where the young master fell ill because of the cold wind blowing up early, and his heart was numb.

"What are you afraid of? I told you a long time ago that this temperature is nothing. You guys have always regarded me as a sick cat, and you don't believe that my health is improving." Song Qimin narrowed his eyes comfortably, and joked with Xiaoshun.

Xiao Shun couldn't smile at all, his eyebrows were almost wrinkled together.The young man's face was full of melancholy and worry, and he repeatedly persuaded: "Master, let's blow it for a while. If you really want to go out to get some fresh air, can we go for a walk in the garden when the sun shines in the afternoon?"

Song Qimin shook his head, curled his lips and said, "No, there are too many people walking in the afternoon, so I can't go."

Xiao Shun lowered his head helplessly, and said in a moaning voice: "Young master, young master, my eldest young master, you should stop torturing me, a poor child."

Song Qimin raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out his hand and tapped Xiaoshun's forehead lightly, and wrapped his outer shirt tighter.

Walking slowly to the front hall, it was very cool and the air was so cold that Song Qimin's chaotic brain instantly woke up.What he wanted was this effect, otherwise he would be smothered to death in the room.

Xiao Shun was hit on the head, but he still did not forget to follow behind the young master.After all, the young master's health is his most important task, and he must carry it out properly.

"Xiao Shun, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. I won't stay here for too long, I just want to get some air."

Xiao Shun tilted his head, was silent for a while, and asked, "Master, is there something on your mind?"

Song Qimin looked at the dark sky outside the window, and there were not many bright colors in sight, only the chill that kept pouring in.

"I heard that General Yuan has returned to Beijing."

Xiao Shun nodded.

This matter is actually not a secret among the aristocratic families in the capital. Although General Yuan, who has been fighting on the border for many years, has not officially returned in triumph, the situation on the border is now temporarily stable.

Years of wars have caused a serious shortage of young and strong men for many people's families, and the treasury has been advancing military pay, and the reserves are getting less and less. The emperor is not less worried about this matter.The Song family, who has been prime minister for several generations, is born with the gene of worrying about the country and the people. From Song Qimin's memory, his life is full of feelings for his family, country and world.

"Thinking about it carefully, I haven't met Yuan Yiheng for a long time."

Song Qimin said to himself, in fact, he and Yuan Yiheng's family background is similar, they have both literary and military skills, and they are the future hope that the emperor values ​​very much.It's a pity that his body is far from being as strong as Yuan Yiheng's. The opponent can not only lead troops to fight, but also fight in person.And I can only be called a sick child.

Sick, Song Qimin smiled helplessly.In fact, he knew that among the several big families in the capital, they all called themselves sick behind their backs.They were both envious and jealous of the Song family.Everyone is waiting for this sick man to whine early so that the Song family can make a joke.

"Master, you've been standing for a long time." Xiao Shun couldn't help reminding him.

Song Qimin reluctantly looked out of the window a few more times, then turned and walked to the bedroom.In fact, Xiaoshun didn't need to remind him, his body had already felt the cold, so he should go back consciously.

"Xiao Shun, what happened to Yuan Yiheng after he returned to Beijing?"

Going back to the bedroom is like entering a conservatory.Since Song Qimin was weak since he was a child, Prime Minister Song specially remodeled his residence, setting up a small warm basin in the dark at the edge of the bedroom to ensure a constant temperature in the bedroom.

"Young Master, General Yuan stayed in the Hou's Mansion most of the time, except for going to the palace once to meet the saint, he basically didn't go anywhere at other times."

Song Qimin took off his outer shirt and threw it into Xiaoshun's arms.Xiao Shun's words made him fall into thinking. Although his physical condition made him unable to travel freely, it didn't mean that he was blocked from news and didn't know what happened outside the house.

"I heard that General Yuan sent his confidants to the south. I don't know if they are going to the south city." Xiao Shun carefully folded Song Qimin's outer shirt neatly without any extra creases.

Song Qimin thought for a moment, then said with a half-smile, "Wait a little longer and you'll know the answer."

Xiao Shun nodded.

Song Qimin suddenly remembered something again and asked, "What's the news from the palace recently?"

Xiao Shun thought for a while and said, "Princess Yu brought someone back to the palace, but the palace didn't deliver the decree."

"Well, it's normal. No name, no background, no purpose. Any other news?"

The Prime Minister's Mansion had already received the news about Ji Rufan bringing people back to the palace, Song Qimin didn't find it strange.

Xiao Shun thought about it again, and added: "" There seems to be nothing special about Princess Ze.

Song Qimin's face froze suddenly, and after holding back for a long time, he sighed: "Who told you to say this!"

Xiao Shun stuck out his tongue, but didn't make another sound.

Ever since he said the words that had been on his mind for a long time that night, Ji Rufan felt much more relaxed, and his relationship with Chu Zhiyao also unknowingly took a step closer.Putting aside other factors, just talking about trust, Ji Rufan felt that he had gradually brought Chu Zhiyao into his life radius.

In the past, I only thought that the other party was a good partner, but I didn't expect to find a lot of advantages when I went around, and I was attracted and fell deeper and deeper.Now his secret is to make Chu Zhiyao the only listener.

"Princess, are you awake?"

A huge smiling face appeared in front of Ji Rufan's eyes, setting off today's sunny day.

"Chu Zhiyao, you seem to be in a good mood today." Ji Rufan had a good night's sleep last night, as if he hadn't had such a peaceful sleep for a long time.

Chu Zhiyao walked over with a smile, and stopped before the distance that the princess had to keep.But a faint feeling lingered between the four eyes, and then accumulated into a hot firework.

"Seeing that you can finally let go of your worries and sleep well, I'm naturally very happy."

Ji Rufan smiled softly: "Did I never sleep well before? Or do you think I disturbed your rest before?"

Chu Zhiyao looked at Ji Rufan with a pursed smile, and after a while, he slowly said, "Naughty."

When Ji Rusu came in, what he saw was such a scene, which was unspeakably beautiful for a while.Although there was no overly intimate move, the interaction between Sister Huang and Chu Zhiyao, the tacit understanding that permeated the air, made it difficult for onlookers to blend in but could see it clearly.

"Cough cough, sister Huang, Chu Zhiyao." Ji Rusu coughed a few times pretending to remind the people in front of him to pay attention to her arrival.

"Ru Su, come here so early, what's the matter?" Ji Rufan didn't bother to pay attention to the mockery in the imperial sister's eyes.

Ji Rusu's good mood of being infected just now fell back all of a sudden, and he said weakly: "Oh, I'm going to the Prime Minister's Mansion today."

Ji Rufan looked meaningfully at the imperial sister a few more times, but there was nothing but helplessness on Ji Rufan's face.

"Song Qimin's body is okay?"

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