: Old man counts

Shang Pu stared at the bowl of black medicine in front of him, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he didn't reach out to pick it up for a long time.

Mei Niang's hands were trembling and she whispered: "Mr. It's cold, so let's drink while it's hot."

Shang Pu glanced at her and said, "I can't even remember that it's almost the end of the month."

He took the medicine on the tray, raised his head and drank it all. The bitter and unspeakable smell hit his stomach, and he was almost disgusted. He just frowned slightly and calmly took the candied fruit on the small plate in the tray and put it in his mouth, as if he had already gotten used to it.

Mei Niang let out a sigh, put the tray aside, and saw that the other party was already standing in front of the open window, with a thin and thin back, which made people feel distressed.

She took the cloak on the chair and walked over to him, saying, "The ice and snow are about to melt yet, but it's cold. You stand in front of the window, which is open again and needs to be kept warm."

Shang Pu let her put on a cloak and said without looking back: "This body is just a matter of living and earning a day. One day this medicine cannot come or is useless, and this body will be like this."

Mei Niang's hand froze, her voice a little distant: "There will always be a good day."

Shang Pu turned his head to look at her and said sarcastically: "Do you think there will be?"

Mei Niang opened her mouth, and after a long time, her voice seemed nothing, she said, "I have sent someone to the southern border to find someone."

Shang Pu looked at her for a while before saying, "Who was Concubine Ji and her party just now? And Mrs. Song's eldest princess?"

"Yes. Mrs. Song bought some seeds. This lady has extraordinary knowledge and unique insights. Mei Niang looks at her not like a simple peasant woman." Mei Niang said her own opinion and said something Song Ci said.

Shang Pu stroked a bracelet on his wrist and said, "If it were a simple peasant woman, it would be impossible to raise a Song Prime Minister." He paused and said, "However, this statement was indeed quite unexpected."

"Do you need to check this person again?"

"No need." Shang Pu said lightly: "A stubborn old lady may not be able to survive the second level if she can survive the first level, let alone, she has already become ill after overwork. The older she is, the faster her body will decline."

People sometimes have to recognize their old age. No matter how ambitious or smart you are, they cannot resist physical decline. This is fate.

Being healthy is the greatest cost.

Shang Pu looked at the blue veins raised on the back of his hand, his eyes were condensed, and there was a cloud surging in his eyes.

Song Ci, who was sitting in the carriage, sneezed twice, took a sip of the hot tea from the mother of Gongming, and said, "I counted on my fingers and someone would definitely scold me from behind."

Maybe it's a curse.

Madam Gong: I understand, today your identity is a charlatan!

Concubine Ji was thinking about Shang Pu who had been thinking about that one time, so she returned to the royal palace and saw Prince Min, but she was still a little embarrassed.

Prince Min: "My mother looked at her concern. Could it be that she was hit by some blind eye when she went out today?"

Concubine Ji smiled angrily: "If there is really such a person, what do you think?"

"What do you think? If you are a son, you will protect your mother's mother and make the eyes look good." Prince Min's face was solemn.

Concubine Ji raised her eyebrows: "That's Song Xiang's legitimate mother. How good do you call her? She's hard on the backstage!"

"It's the Grandma of the Song family again?"

Concubine Ji snorted coldly: "Isn't it her? Today, my mother and your cousin sister-in-law went to the summer solstice business and met her and Princess Anping. This old woman is really majestic!"

Prince Min served tea and went to the summer solstice foreign shop?
Chapter completed!