Liu Ping was young but had a delicate mind. It was difficult to explain this clearly on the street, so he had to tell the truth about what happened in the palace.
Song Qinghuan was startled, and his first thought was that he was afraid that his absence would provoke Xiao Wei and Yao Yuechan to attack his Qianyun residence.
But seeing that although Liu Ping was sweating profusely from running, there was no look of fear on his face, he put his heart back into his stomach.
He lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on?"
Liu Ping took two steps forward, lowered his voice a bit, and still breathed unevenly: "Something happened to the prince."
Xiao Wei?
Wouldn't everything be fine in the morning? His dark eyes turned, and he remembered someone. Although he felt doubtful in his heart, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed happily.
Since something happened to Xiao Wei, it was no longer easy to go back to the Qibei Marquis Mansion. Before anyone could enter the mansion, he got on the carriage and went back to the palace. Xunmei was left to carry something and go into the mansion to say something.
When I went out, Liuzhu Street was blocked, but when I came back, it couldn't be smoother.
In the Prince's Mansion, all the maids, from the first-class maids to the roughest servants, were holding their breath and paying attention, and they were careful not to be careless in the slightest.
As soon as Song Qinghuan walked in, he felt that the atmosphere in the mansion was even colder than when he left.
Her back was straight and her steps were steady. Although her face was solemn, no one knew that she was happy in her heart.
On the way back, Liu Ping told the story, saying that Xiao Wei used to go through the front door when going out, but now he chose the back door for some reason. By chance, he encountered a truck carrying sour water and overturned.
, I didn’t expect that I sprained my waist in order to avoid it, and my shoes and clothes were also stained with a lot of disgusting stains.
There are not so many coincidences in this world. Besides, Xiao Wei doesn't look like a careless person. I'm afraid it's just that person who did something good.
However, this man's mobility is really good.
Xiao Wei was not able to go on duty today. Song Qinghuan rushed to Yiyan Pavilion and met Dr. Han, who was good at bruises. He checked his pulse and was about to leave.
Regardless of what the rumors outside said about the newly-promoted princess of the city, there has always been a distinction between superiority and inferiority, so Imperial Physician Han stepped forward to pay his respects according to the etiquette.
Song Qinghuan glanced at him and saw that he didn't recognize him, so he pretended to be cold and responded: "No need to be polite."
Then he asked: "How is the prince's injury?"
Seeing that she behaved well and was much calmer than the one in the room, Imperial Physician Han did not dare to look down upon her, and responded: "Your Majesty's injury is not serious. He only needs to rest in bed in the past few days, take medicine on time, and apply medicine on it. That's all."
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After a pause, he said slightly uncomfortably: "The prince has a back problem, and the couple's affairs are on top..."
Before Imperial Physician Han finished speaking, Song Qinghuan couldn't help but laugh unkindly. Then he looked down and responded in a low voice: "Thank you, Imperial Physician."
After Dr. Han was sent away, Song Qinghuan pretended to go into the house to visit the patient.
In the late autumn of October, the north wind was cold, but the windows were wide open in the house. Even though the incense was still burning in the incense burner, the rancid smell could not be suppressed.
Xiao Wei lay motionless on the couch with a face of pain, and was being served by Yao Yuechan to drink medicine. In the morning, he was very lively and looked like he was ready to eat people, but now he was like a sick cat.
Song Qinghuan coughed lightly and tried his best to suppress the smile in his heart. Just as he was about to say a few words against his will, Xiao Wei glanced over with a cold gaze.
"Who asked you to come in?" He was not polite at all, and he had no intention of saving her face.
"Oh, I am the princess. Who dares to stop me from visiting the prince?" Song Qinghuan was in a good mood and did not care about him. She stood five steps away and did not move forward. Her disgust was self-evident.
Xiao Wei could see the Xiao Jiujiu in her heart at a glance, and her face became even more ugly, as if she had eaten shit.
He said with an unhappy tone: "Since you have nothing to do, come here every day to take care of your illness."
As soon as her voice fell, Yao Yuechan, who had said nothing, suddenly raised her head, her eyes were red and filled with tears, looking pitiful.
Xiao Wei himself did not expect to say such a sentence out of anger, and his eyes sank, adding a bit of disgust.
Song Qinghuan was also a little surprised, but seeing him like that, he felt relieved and responded obediently: "Okay."
Yao Yuechan's desolate look became more obvious. She lowered her head and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
It is said that love develops over time, and Xiao Wei had to lie down for at least ten days due to this injury. Although he was extremely disgusted with Song Qinghuan this time, who can tell clearly in the future, if love really develops, where will the prince's palace be?
There is a place for her.
What's more, Song Qinghuan is an irregular lover to her. If that matter is exposed...
No one knew what Yao Yuechan was thinking, but Song Qinghuan smiled softly: "Since the prince is injured, I, as a princess, can't shirk it. It would be unreasonable for me to have only one princess to go to the side yard to look after the illness every day.
, I think the prince might as well move to Qianyun."
Then he said: "I will go back and have someone clean it up, and I will come to pick up the prince in a moment."
Xiao Wei's face was ashen and he remained silent.
After Song Qinghuan made it clear, he resigned happily and prepared to go back to Qianyun Residence to pack up.
As soon as she stepped out of the house, she heard faint sobbing coming from inside. She raised her brows and felt relieved.
After all this trouble, it was already past noon, and lunch had been prepared. Song Qinghuan felt more relaxed and ate two bowls of green rice in succession.
When Grandma Sun heard the news that Xiao Wei was moving to Qianyun Residence, she was so happy that there were a few wrinkles in the corners of her eyes, and she seriously ordered the little maid to clean up the house.
Song Qinghuan licked Biluochun and chuckled: "Why are you so anxious? Your Majesty is just being polite, so we can't take it seriously."
Even if Xiao Wei deliberately wanted to torture himself, how could Yao Yuechan's energy allow him to do so?
They are just being polite to each other, how can they be serious about it.
Grandma Sun is also a person who has been baptized by the years, but few of the maids can see clearly on this matter. She still tried to persuade her: "Princess, you are the royal family, and the prince is injured and he should live in Qianyun."
Recuperate."
The slaves in this courtyard and Song Qinghuan were both prosperous and devastated. Seeing that Grandma Sun couldn't see clearly, Song Qinghuan didn't say much, smiled, drank all the tea, and went into the house to take a nap, leaving Grandma Sun alone.
toss.
The door of the room was locked tightly and she was told not to disturb her. She shrank into the brocade quilt and sighed softly: "It's comfortable."
When I was on the move, I never thought that I would one day live a life of fine clothing and fine food. Now that I have lived a life of fine clothing and fine food, I feel that I have lost my original freedom.
Although his mood was complicated, Song Qinghuan was still happy to be reborn, but when he thought of the death of his original owner, his face darkened again.
He whispered softly: "Although I am happy to take over your body, don't worry, I will find out the truth and avenge you."
There was a fragrance inside the brocade quilt, and the original happy mood plummeted. Song Qing sighed again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was still early, so I walked through the snow to look for plum blossoms and went into the house to wait for Song Qinghuan to wash herself.
Through the water chestnut mirror, Song Qinghuan found it funny just to see the two little maids winking at each other. She put down the Fengyang peony hairpin in her hand and asked, "Has Grandma Sun gone to pick someone up?"
Xunmei was lively and nodded when he heard the words: "The general is just going out. If everything goes well, he will be back soon.
