Song Youyu just said this, looking like a child out of anger.
Song Qinghuan was not angry either. After all, she had never thought about making peace with Xiao Wei, so she was just living like a fool in the Qibei Marquis Mansion.
She grinned, bandaged Song Youyu's injury, and took out silver needles to prick a few acupuncture points. She said calmly: "Don't worry, I won't drag you down. I will have to work hard for support in the future."
You are the one who deserves it."
After saying this, Song Qinghuan's eyes sank and he said again: "That Xiao Wei is not a good guy. I only dared to make such a plan out of desperation. I never thought that he would be so ruthless."
Shenger paused and said: "Speaking of which, your leg is really injured because of me."
"You..." Song Youyu didn't know that Song Qinghuan's marriage was so difficult. When he first heard about her divorce, he thought she was extremely stupid.
But at this time, I could hear the difficulty in the words for no reason, and for a moment I didn't know how to say it well.
It was also the decline of the Song family that led to this situation, otherwise Xiao Wei would not have been so bullying.
The comforting words were already in my throat, but I had never said these words on weekdays, so I felt a little embarrassed. I held it in my mouth twice and finally swallowed it.
He just pretended to be angry and said, "It's good that you know."
After saying that, he didn't say anything else, and his whole person seemed to be a bit decadent.
Song Qinghuan naturally noticed that something was wrong with his mood, but he was fine just now, but a moment later he went crazy again. He didn't know why, so he just thought that this little boy had a bad temper, and he turned against him like a book.
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Song Youyu's main injuries were on his legs and feet. Song Qinghuan bandaged them and checked other skin injuries. Seeing that they were nothing serious, he looked back at the doctor's prescription.
After struggling for a long time, Song Youyu was lying on the soft pillow with Wanzi's head still on it, closing his eyes and breathing evenly.
Song Qinghuan saw that he looked very pleasant when he was asleep, and his long eyelashes were very beautiful. She even put her chin up to look at him for a while, then she packed her things herself and walked out of the room quietly.
The sound of the coffin closing was heard, and it wasn't until there was no movement outside that Song Youyu opened his eyes.
His eyes were unfocused, his eyes were wandering, and his mind had long since lost track of where he had gone.
After leaving Qingfeng Garden and heading to Lanyue Pavilion, there were not even a single servant along the way.
Song Qinghuan put his hand into his sleeve pocket, trying to figure out the hairpin that had been stuck in his hair for no reason when he came back, and asked Qiulan: "Have all the people who went to pack the dowry come back?"
Qiulan was a clever person. Although she had never left Song Qinghuan's side, she had already asked about all the things that needed to be asked. When asked this time, she happened to be able to answer, so she said: "Miss, I've already returned. Now, I'm back."
Sister Xunmei is leading people to sort things out in Lanyue Pavilion."
Song Qinghuan responded and couldn't help but speed up his steps.
The population of Qibei Houfu is thin, and the few girls and young masters have chosen the best courtyards to live in.
The courtyard of Lanyue Pavilion is much larger than the courtyard of ordinary boudoir girls.
It turns out that when I was not married, there were not so many people around me, and it felt empty when I lived there. Now that Xunmei and Grandma Sun have collected their dowries and returned, it seems a bit crowded.
The snowflakes falling in the sky have stopped, and there is still some moisture on the bluestone bricks paved in the courtyard. Song Qinghuan took a quick look at it and said in a moment: "I will put everything away, and we will take inventory when the weather clears up another day."
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In the past, Xunmei always worked with Taxue, but today she was the only maid in the entire Lanyue Pavilion. She felt that the burden on her was heavy and she did not dare to relax.
Hearing this, he said: "Girl, don't worry, there are so many of us and it will be tidied up soon."
Then he said, "It's cold outside. Girl, please go back inside and rest."
Song Qinghuan originally wanted to ask her something, but when he saw that she was so unreasonable, he was made to laugh and cry for a while.
Qiulan was aware of surprises, but she was afraid of stealing Xunmei's limelight, so she stepped forward and stood next to Xunmei and said: "Sister Xunmei, I asked you just now, that Yi Wang's Mansion is a place that cannibalizes people.
I don’t know if you have suffered a loss."
Xunmei reacted slowly, said "Oh!" and quickly handed over everything to Qiulan, saying, "I'll go take care of the girl."
The earth dragon in the house was already burning brightly. Song Qinghuan took off his coat, sat by the kang, and was talking to Grandma Sun.
"Mom, go ahead. Liu Ping is a good boy. Just give him a good life and recover from his injuries. He will have a bright future in the future."
Liu Ping was Grandma Sun's direct grandson, and she kept thinking about her grandson's injury. It wasn't until she returned to the Marquis Mansion that she dared to lower her face and ask for leave from Song Qinghuan, hoping to take care of him for a few days.
Song Qinghuan agreed without thinking, and made Grandma Sun very happy. She quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss. You are so kind and kind. I will remember it for the rest of my life."
Xunmei raised the curtain and entered the house at the right time. Seeing Song Qinghuan's signal, he hurriedly stepped forward to help the person up, and then personally sent the person out.
When he came back, there was a smile on his face that could not be concealed.
Song Qinghuan was sorting through several medical books on the Kang table and was not in a hurry to ask. Xunmei couldn't hide it anymore and stepped forward with a smile.
"Young lady, you don't even want to ask how your servant is doing today."
Song Qinghuan said: "I think it was not done well and I had no shame to say it, so I hid it until now."
"How can that be possible?"
Then he said hurriedly: "The girl didn't see the look on Concubine Yao's face when she saw Xin Fu. It was also the girl who told me not to go too far, otherwise I would want to laugh three times."
"Then Concubine Yao thought she was hiding herself well, but before the servant could leave the hospital, she started wailing."
As she spoke, Xunmei started laughing, as if she had encountered something extremely funny.
"I also learned it from my slave, otherwise I would have to teach it to the girl."
Song Qinghuan's delicate hands smoothed over all the mistakes made in his medical skills, and there was no big wave on his face.
Xunmei laughed to herself for a long time before she realized something was wrong and asked with tears in her eyes: "Don't you girl smile?"
"It's nothing funny." Song Qinghuan raised her eyes and glanced at Xunmei: "After you finish laughing, you will keep all these things in your stomach. You are not allowed to say a word from now on. You will act like you don't know that such a thing happened."
Xunmei didn't realize what this meant. She was a little confused. Song Qinghuan glanced at her sideways and said, "Texue is recovering from her injuries. Take these two bottles of medicine over and see if she understands anything."
, you can also ask her..."
When Xunmei took the medicine and left in a daze, she hadn't figured out what Song Qinghuan's trip was about. She asked her to send a letter of divorce to Yao Yuechan, but she was not allowed to say a word about it in the future.
There was no one else in the room. Song Qinghuan looked at Xunmei's back and sighed, then took out the beaded hairpin in his sleeve pocket and took a closer look.
