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Meng Wanfeng was very surprised when she received Song Qingyue's commission.

"Me? She entrusted me? Why?"

Meng Wanfeng looked at the smiling Mo Fan and was very surprised. There were so many ladies who were close friends with Song Qingyue, and there were also two girls from Prince Su's palace.

Mo Shan said: "Our eldest concubine said that the eldest concubine of Prince Jing's palace has a high enough status, can suppress people, and is fair in handling affairs. She believes in you."

"She's still really... strange." Meng Wanfeng looked like she didn't know how to evaluate it, shook her head, and said, "By the way, does it always hurt like this when your princess comes to have a baby?"

Mo Fan shook his head: "It's not always like this. I always feel particularly uncomfortable when I'm tired."

"Take me to see her first." Meng Wanfeng entered doctor mode again.

Meng Wanfeng lived quite far away from Wentao Courtyard. Meng Wanfeng did not sit on her shoulders. She was always very lively and walked very fast. She walked the distance of less than half an hour in just two cups of tea, and left Mo.

I was panting from exhaustion.

Sitting in front of Song Qingyue's bed, Meng Wanfeng didn't feel out of breath at all.

"Excuse me, please go." Song Qingyue smiled bitterly. The pain was so severe that she couldn't even laugh.

"I heard that you were tired some time ago?" Meng Wanfeng asked.

Song Qingyue nodded honestly.

"In addition to preparing for the chess game, are you too busy at night?"

Song Qingyue's face turned red and she nodded honestly.

"A big amount or a small amount?"

"There will be more."

"how long?"

"It looks like six or seven days."

"Bring me a pen and ink, I'll write you two recipes."

Mo Fan handed over the charcoal pen and paper. Meng Wanfeng was already used to using this pen. Especially when she was in the military camp, this kind of pen was much more convenient than a brush. She simply wrote down two prescriptions and said: "Two prescriptions"

These are all taken after decoction with water. This one should be taken in the past few days, after meals, one dose a day; this one should be taken after you have gone away from home, also after meals, once in the morning and evening, for seven days in a row.

, if it’s normal next time, there’s no need to drink it. If it’s still abnormal next time, you can send someone to find me.”

"Thank you." Song Qingyue smiled.

"What should we thank each other for? You, know that you are weak, so be careful and don't let that person do whatever you want." Meng Wanfeng acted domineeringly like a big sister at this time.

Song Qingyue nodded obediently.

"Okay, I'm leaving. You can rest easy. I'm here, so don't worry about anything!"

"Thank you!"

She walked out of the yard, and Meng Wanfeng's girl Fuling said: "Girl, this Princess Su of Prince Su is really strange."

"Why is it weird?" Meng Wanfeng asked.

But Fuling shook her head: "It's an indescribable feeling."

"She has no ill intentions towards us, don't think too much about it." Although Meng Wanfeng felt a strong sense of uneasiness, she couldn't find the reason, so she had to blame it on her experience in her previous life. To comfort Fuling, she also comforted herself.

"I hope so." Fu Ling lowered her voice and said, "I still think we have to put an eyeliner around her."

Meng Wanfeng thought for a while, but shook her head: "She didn't put any spies on us. I don't want to destroy this trust."

"Girl, please think about it carefully. This slave and the concubine of Prince Su are not that simple."

"I know she is not a simple person. I will not offend others unless they offend me. As long as she does not target us, there is no need for us to target her."

Meng Wanfeng was actually a little afraid of Song Qingyue in her heart. She felt that Song Qingyue was like a crystal clear water pool in the mountains. It looked shallow, but if she really wanted to jump into it, it would be so deep that she couldn't even touch the bottom.

Meng Wanfeng knew very well what kind of temper Li Zhao was.

The fact that Ning Yueyao was sent back to the palace by Li Zhao could not escape Meng Wanfeng's intelligence network.

If Song San really only relied on his family background and beauty, it would not be enough to make Li Zhao care about her as much as he does now, and he would even risk offending the Ning family and neglect Ning Yueyao for her sake.

There must be something extraordinary about this Song Qingyue that no one knows about. She can't really be as weak and simple as she appears on the surface.

Meng Wanfeng was not born prone to fighting. People like Song Qingyue would naturally avoid provoking others if they could.

If you really match up, you may not have a chance of winning.

(End of chapter)


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