Chapter 344 Smile Mask

Li Zhao's annual leave ended and he started working as a pawn for his father.

Although I was happy when Li Zhao was around, it was like having a little dog at home when he was around, making a lot of noise.

Song Qingyue thought that she had been clean for a few days, but there were so many trivial matters in the big family that they never stopped.

On the twenty-third day of the first lunar month, a ceremony suddenly aborted at the Third Highness’ place.

It was just found out more than ten days ago and now it has been lost.

The imperial doctor went there and said that there was a musky smell in the room that was so light that it was almost indistinguishable, and it was covered up by the fragrance of wintersweet flowers in the room. However, the specific source of the musky smell was not found out.

He also said that the musk scent was very light, and the dose should not cause miscarriage, but the official couldn't stand it and kept smelling it for several days. In addition, she was only a month old and her health was not good, so she ended up losing it like this.

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When Na Dianyi heard that the child he had just found out was gone, he cried for father and mother in the room, and he said it was Princess Guo Yun'er who was responsible.

Song Qingyue didn't know how her third uncle dealt with it. She didn't feel any influence and didn't bother to meddle in other people's business. However, people in Baoguang Palace were in panic, and all the servants who served were very nervous.

Aunt Bai suggested that Song Qingyue live directly in her own village in Baoding.

Song Qingyue sighed: "If someone really wants to harm me, it would be better to go to Zhuangzi than here."

Li Zhao also agreed to let Song Qingyue stay in the house. It was better to stay under his nose than outside.

He threw away the wintersweet branches that he had picked personally, and tried his best to smell it in the house, fearing that musk would also appear in Song Qingyue's house. He also asked someone to check everything in the bedroom, for fear of any accident.

He put his hands on his hips and said with murderous intent: "I asked Imperial Physician Chu to check his pulse three times a day. If there is a problem, I will make his whole family lose their heads. I don't believe he dares not to be careful!"

After the first lunar month, Song Qingyue felt that her belly had grown bigger again.

Recently, she has been focusing on Li Qiushui's studies. When she passes both mathematics and literacy, she can be sent to Tianjin to become the dean.

On the eighth day of February, Guo Yun'er suddenly came to ask her if she had any ways to make money recently. She said that her new palace had no money to decorate, and she wanted to ask her sister-in-law to help her think of some ideas.

Song Qingyue looked at Guo Yuner's sincere face and was a little speechless.

"You... do you know that once the palace is settled, your prince will have a concubine?" Song Qingyue kindly reminded Guo Yun'er.

Guo Yun'er smiled tenderly and said: "His Royal Highness has been crowned king. It is natural to have concubines. What's the point?"

"You're not sad at all?"

"What's so sad about this? Did my sister-in-law feel sad when His Highness accepted his concubine?" Guo Yun'er still had a decent smile on her face.

Song Qingyue:......

How should she answer this? Isn't this nonsense? Who would want their husband to take a concubine, even if he has no feelings, just out of interests, right?

Seeing Song Qingyue purse her lips and not speaking, Guo Yun'er smiled and persuaded Song Qingyue: "Not to mention the royal rules, the imperial concubine is already helping the Third Highness find a concubine. What can I do? Make a big fuss.

Making such a fuss about being a jealous woman? To be honest, from the day I married into the palace, I never expected to be in love with His Highness for a lifetime. It was enough for me to marry in and fulfill my duty. If one day it is his

If your heart is no longer with me, then I will quietly do my duty as a princess."

She slowly moved her eyes to the two empty plum vases in Song Qingyue's room, and said: "People are just like these flowers. They will fall when they wither and fail. No matter how much you linger on the branches, it is useless. But they will fall.

Now that they are on the ground, can’t they live a better life? We can’t control our men’s bodies, nor their hearts, but we can always control our own joys and sorrows, right? I advise my sister-in-law to think about it earlier, even if His Highness is right now

No matter how nice you are, you must not like him. As long as you don't like him, it won't matter whether you are happy or not in the future."

Guo Yun'er said this with the corners of her mouth raised, but Song Qingyue always felt that the expression on her face was more like a mask, stiff and dull, and her eyes were dull.

Song Qingyue didn't know what kind of stimulation she had received, and now she looked like she was about to become a monk after seeing through the world of mortals.

She thought that a man like her third uncle, who was gentle and restrained and did not fight for anything, would be much better than her second uncle Li Yi.

In the end, it's still like this. The husband and wife have long been apart from each other, so they can only be reluctant to treat each other as guests.

Also, who would really be willing to exchange a whole heart for a heart that is divided into several parts?

Song Qingyue didn't feel much after hearing these words. Aunt Bai and several maids including Mo Yun in the room could hardly hold it in anymore! What do these three princesses mean? They just came to ask for help from their own princess.

What does it mean to advise your own princess not to like His Highness?

Sow discord?

Feng Qi was even more speechless. She used to be Meng Wanfeng, but now she is the third princess. She can't see other people's husbands and wives loving each other, or what?

Song Qingyue blinked twice at the little sisters in the room, telling them to calm down, and suddenly smiled a little slyly, saying: "It's not impossible for the three brothers and sisters to want to do business together, but now I just want to do more.

Open a few primary schools and build more almshouses. If the three younger brothers and sisters are interested in accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, they can come over and provide advice."

As soon as Guo Yun'er heard this, her indifferent expression as if she was about to become a Buddha suddenly became vivid, and she stared at Song Qingyue warily.

Song Qingyue raised her eyebrows at her: "My plan for this year is to open three schools and one almshouse every quarter. They are all plans to spend money, and there is no plan to make money yet!"

Guo Yun'er reluctantly maintained her smile and said: "Sister-in-law, with the money given by His Highness and the support of Mr. Songge, can naturally accumulate virtue and do good deeds in such a cool and unrestrained way. We can't compare with her. A small family, too.

It will be good if you take good care of yourself.”

"Hey! What do you mean by a small family? Haven't the third brother and sister heard that the wine and meat of the rich family are stinky, and the roads are freezing to death? Instead of spending money to raise women for men, why don't you have money to do something for the people? The third brother and sister said so.

Well, if you can't control a man's body and mind, you can control your own sorrows and joys, but can you really control it? Are you really not unhappy, or are you suppressing the unhappiness? As a human being, don't lie to yourself.

Be careful of depression. What do you want me to say? It would be better for my three brothers and sisters to spend some money to do good deeds with me. That would be really happy! As for making money to support the family, the palace, and the side wife, leave it all to the man himself.

Deal with it. Why are you so anxious? Isn’t the third uncle also someone who has nothing to do...I see that he is quite leisurely."

When it comes to poking people's lungs, no one is better than an upright science guru.

Guo Yun'er was almost speechless by Song Qingyue's words.

Song Qingyue smiled and poured a cup of tea for Guo Yun'er: "If you ask me to be open-minded, I advise you to be more open-minded. Don't be a good wife and mother and turn yourself into a clay sculpture that can't cry or laugh.

Bodhisattva, then you are really a living dead. We are all living people. You should laugh when you are happy and cry when you are sad. If you are really unhappy, come to me and we can do good deeds together outside. Your mood will change.

OK."
Chapter completed!