Song Qinghuan seemed to have a lot of opinions about Xiao Ci and always complained endlessly.
Xiao Yunshi glared at her: "Say less."
The mother and daughter walked all the way to the backyard. When they were far away, Xiaoyun said again: "He is the prince after all. Even if you have prejudices in your heart, you can't say it out."
After a pause, he said again: "Just like we did to Wei Sanlang in the past."
Speaking of Wei Sanlang, Xiaoyun glanced at Song Qinghuan subconsciously. Seeing that her expression was as usual, she sighed again, patted her hand, and never mentioned this person again.
Seriously speaking, whether it was Xiao Wei or Wei Yutang, Song Qinghuan's expression remained unchanged. No matter what happened, he would never talk like this.
It was Xiao Ci who caused her to have great emotional ups and downs.
Xiaoyun sighed in her heart, not knowing whether this was a good thing or not.
Song Qinghuan saw that Xiaoyun's words were half-finished and she didn't say anything. He thought she was thinking about Wei Yutang and immediately stopped talking about it.
He was also thinking about King Yu Xiao Mu's Gu worm, so he joined her and took Taxue around a corner to go to Song Wende's study.
Song Wende's outer study was originally a separate courtyard, with three rooms connected. It looked huge, but it was also full of things.
Song Qinghuan has been here before and found a few unique medical books here.
This time, I was even more familiar with the journey. I passed through Song Wende’s treasured paintings and calligraphy, and walked to the bookshelf in the last row of the study to browse.
Song Wende said he was a person who loved calligraphy and painting, but his collection was very miscellaneous.
The dusty books on the bookshelf include books about farming, weaving, some medical skills, and livestock.
Song Qinghuan browsed for a long time and finally saw a description of Gu insects in a medical book.
But if you read it carefully, you will find that it is only mentioned in a few strokes. There is no detailed description, and there is no mention of some knowledge of Gu insects.
"What the hell." She flipped through the book from beginning to end and found that she really didn't get what she wanted. She was so angry that she closed the book and stuffed it back into the bookshelf.
His eyes were darting around on the bookshelf, and he was like a headless fly for a moment.
He whispered softly: "It would be great if Master was here."
Her master was a strange man. Not only was he highly accomplished in the art of medicine and poison, but he also knew a lot about things like poison.
In the past, she always felt that she and her master were dependent on each other, and that they had been wandering around for many years. She only learned some self-defense, and those minor things went in one ear and out the other, and they didn't take it seriously.
But when she actually met him, she regretted it again. She should have learned more from her master.
But now there is no way to regret it. She doesn't know whether her master is still alive or not.
Song Wende's study didn't have what Song Qinghuan wanted, so she didn't stay any longer and just followed her medical skills before exiting.
It was still early when I left the house in the morning. After spending some time at the Bishui Villa, it was already past lunch time when I returned to the Song family.
Xiao Ci said that he didn't have lunch, so Xiao Yun asked the kitchen to prepare some quick dishes.
Even though Song Wende couldn't eat anymore, he still stayed with him personally.
The two ladies had a meal together. They didn't use their chopsticks for much of the food, but they drank a lot of wine.
Song Qinghuan was not happy to see Xiao Ci, so he hid in Lanyue Pavilion and ate some of the food sent from the kitchen, then lay down and fell asleep.
Before she woke up, another person came to Xiao Yun's house and called her, asking her to send Xiao Ci away.
This Xiao Ci holds the status of a prince, but is also the future uncle of the Song family. This status is also a bit embarrassing.
Song Wende was as drunk as a dead pig and couldn't even wake up, but Xiao Ci looked like a normal person. Except for the smell of alcohol on his body, he couldn't tell that he drank a lot.
Xiaoyun's family, a womanly family, couldn't send him out, and it seemed contemptuous to call the servants, so they sent someone to Lanyue Pavilion to call Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan was sleeping in a daze, and when he heard this, he became angry and said angrily: "He has no legs or is blind. Whatever I give him, I won't go."
The little maid who came to deliver the message heard the reply through the curtain. She felt that it was rare, but it was not easy to contradict her, so she just looked to Ta Xue for help.
Taxue himself was also a waiter, so he immediately smiled and said, "Go back to Madam, the girl will be here in a minute."
After saying that, he raised the curtain and went in again. Seeing that Song Qinghuan had already sat up, he said: "Since the girl is up, I would like to go and give it to you. Prince Rui and the Marquis drank a lot of wine together, so I'm afraid they are very drunk."
Song Qinghuan was not that unreasonable, so she just talked about it, but in the end she still got up.
Xiao Ci was sitting in the pavilion that separated the outer courtyard from the inner courtyard. On a drizzling day, it was not too cold to lean on the stone bench.
Song Qinghuan reluctantly walked over holding an umbrella: "Let's go."
No one entered the pavilion, so they turned around and left.
Xiao Ci drank a lot of wine, his face looked as usual, but his eyes were dotted with stars.
Hearing the sound, Er hurriedly came out of the pavilion and ducked under Song Qinghuan's umbrella.
He took the umbrella handle from her hand with one hand, put his arm around her shoulders with the other, smiled lowly and said, "I'm still angry."
Song Qinghuan did not avoid it, only turned her head and said nothing.
Xiao Ci wasn't upset and just chuckled.
The two of them didn't take very long steps, and walked outside slowly.
Xiao Ci's voice sounded a little gentler than before.
"You little girl, you are too angry." After saying that, he shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Trouble, I won't be as comfortable as I am when you enter the door in the future."
Song Qinghuan was able to hold back at first, but later on when he saw that the more he said, the more outrageous he became, and finally he couldn't hold back his laughter.
He turned his head and glared at Xiao Ci again, then snorted and said nothing.
But looking at that appearance, the anger that filled his heart has dissipated a lot.
When Xiao resigned from the city to look for Song Qinghuan, he was riding the same horse. He only saw her back and the horse stayed there.
Xiaoyun had someone hitch the carriage early in the morning and had someone take him back to Prince Rui's Mansion.
Song Qinghuan sent the people all the way to the gate without saying a word.
Xiao Ci seemed to be a little drunk and leaned against the shaft of the car, holding an umbrella for Song Qinghuan.
Seeing that she had nothing to say, he took the initiative and asked, "I'm leaving now, so you have nothing to say to me?"
Song Qinghuan really had nothing to say to him, but he looked like he was trying to please others, and felt pitifully tight. After thinking about it, he said, "Be careful on the road."
That's not what Xiao Ci wanted to hear. He frowned and showed a bit of dissatisfaction, pouting like a child.
"Is there nothing else?"
"No." Song Qinghuan answered truthfully.
"Hmph." Xiao Ci hummed coquettishly, "What you don't have, I have."
He said: "I want to marry you as soon as possible."
When Song Qinghuan heard this, he also frowned, rolled his eyes and said, "I have no experience in raising children. How about I find two nannies for you first?"
