When the morning light was just dawning, the little emperor was called to the court.

Although yesterday's court meeting was interrupted many times by officials on the grounds that they could not delay the emperor's meal and rest, the emperor did not stay up all day, but this is also the time he has never been to the court for so long, and he does not know how many days it will last, which is terrible.

I don't know if they will call the sleek witness to go to the court for questioning today, and it is barely fun, the little emperor cheered up and prepared to listen to the quarrel that he couldn't understand for a day, but just when the court officials were about to enter the palace, there was news that Song Yuan's wife was no longer good.

"Is it true or not?" Song Yuan asked with a frown.

It's no wonder that Song Yuan asked ruthlessly, the officials around him all knew that Mrs. Song was sick since she was sick, and she had to make trouble once or twice a year, and she would always get used to it if she was frightened.

The person who replied was a janitarian, and the descendants of the Song family could not enter and leave the palace at will, so the janissary said, "It was Miss Song who said it." ”

As soon as he heard the words Miss Song, Song Yuan's face changed suddenly, his body trembled, and he fell back, and the officials around him hurriedly caught it.

"Lord Song. ”

"Lord Song, be careful. ”

"Go back and see. ”

Everyone said in a mess.

Song Yuan's face was pale, his steps were vain, and he muttered, "Go back, go back.." But he didn't turn around, "Go to court, I want to go to court today..."

The officials present had different expressions, laughing and admiring, Song Yuan was really only dedicated to Qin Tangong....

Here the six gods of Song and Yuan have no master, and over there Qin Tan Gong sent someone to say that he is not in good health today, and life and death are major matters, so Song Yuan will go home immediately, and other officials will also go to help if they are not busy, and Song Yuan has no relatives in the capital......

Song Yuan immediately hid his face and ran to kneel in front of Qin Tangong, Qin Tangong ordered him to go quickly before he whimpered and left, and then many officials followed, and the court was immediately half empty.

How can this be done!

No matter how strong the punch is, it's useless, Wang Lieyang sneered, can you dodge? How long can you hide with this?

"However, is Song Yuan's wife really going to die?" Wang Lieyang asked, looking at Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng's brows furrowed, and he said, "I was also critically ill before, but I never summoned him back when he was in the court. ”

"You can't live long with this kind of man. Wang Lieyang said lightly, "God has eyes, his wife is dead, his son is stupid, and his daughter is crippled, and it is a shame to live." "Let's go away, even if you don't go to court, you still have to discuss the things that should be discussed.

Chen Sheng didn't leave, looking at the direction outside the palace gate, his face was gloomy, so suddenly, did he know about it.....

Poor woman.

.....

.....

"That woman, indeed, is no longer good. ”

In Qin Tangong's duty room, someone reported back.

Several officials present glanced at each other, but there was no surprise.

"It's not good, it's a forcible life, let's die early and be freed. They said indifferently.

Qin Tangong stroked the table and said, "It's also pitiful." ”

A few officials looked at each other, and it was also pitiful, the husband was so big and powerful, but he couldn't bear it.

.......

.......

The outsiders in the Song Mansion were chaotic, the officials who came to visit were all in the front yard, the servants and girls in the back yard were standing under the corridor in the courtyard, looking sad and sobbing, and the imperial doctors in the house gathered, but they were no longer diagnosing patients.

"My lord, it's no good, this breath is broken, and it can't be continued. A physician whispered.

Song Yuan stood on the edge of the bed, looking at Mrs. Song who seemed to be asleep on the bed with her eyes closed, but she didn't seem to hear it.

The imperial doctors looked at each other, looking a little uneasy, although Mrs. Song had been sick for so long and her life was hanging by a thread for ten years, but when the moment of death came, they were still not ready, and Song Yuan was not ready..... Will you be angry? If you are angry, you will be angry, just to save your life.

For a while, most people didn't dare to come forward to talk to Song Yuan again.

Yang Jingchang walked out, did not stand in front of Song Yuan, but walked in front of Song Ying, sighed lightly, and said softly: "Miss Yingying, put the bowl down." ”

The doctors squinted at it, and then they saw that Song Ying was still holding a bowl in his hand, and remembered, the girls said that it was the time for Mrs. Song to take medicine, and Miss Song came to serve and feed the medicine as usual, and people would react strangely when they were too stimulated.

Song Ying, who was standing by the bed, was reminded by this, and suddenly found out, she looked down at the bowl in her hand, and said, "Yes, my mother's medicine hasn't been taken yet." ”

Yang Jingchang looked at her with pity, stretched out his hand, and said, "You don't need to take it in the future, these medicines are actually very bitter." ”

Song Ying held the bowl and didn't let go, and said, "It's bitter, let's be happy to eat it." ”

Her expression is as calm as ever, but some people are not used to being sad and exposed, and they can't judge the state by sadness and joy, Yang Jingchang held the bowl in her hand and said: "It's good whether it's bitter or not, whether you can eat or not is not up to people, Miss, put it down." He snatched the bowl with all his might.

Song Ying's hands were empty, and he subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand.

"Miss Yingying, Mrs. Song is gone, you still have to take care of Lord Song and Young Master Song. Yang Jingchang said, "Being filial, Miss can't be wanton and sad." ”

Song Ying smiled at him and shook his head: "No, I'm not sad, my mother is very happy." ”

It's really sad and silly.... The doctors in the room lamented and were a little worried, Song Yuan only listened to Song Ying in this family, and Song Ying was different from Song Yuan, she was sensible, intelligent and sensible, talking to her was worry-free and trouble-free, she was there every day, they did things smoothly and conveniently, if she also lost her mind, it would be bad.

Although he didn't speak to Song Yuan, the voice here still disturbed Song Yuan.

"What are you doing, do you want to die!" he shouted hysterically.

The doctors in the room were startled and began.....

"Daddy. Song Ying walked over, grabbed Song Yuan's arm, and said, "Don't blame them, I hurt my mother." ”

This sentence was like a bucket of cold water poured from his head, and the furious Song Yuan was agitated, and grabbed Song Ying's arm with his backhand: "What nonsense are you talking about! This has nothing to do with you!"

Song Ying looked at Mrs. Song on the bed, still calm, and said, "Dad, you know." ”

Song Yuan seemed to be a little at a loss, and said hurriedly: "Don't talk nonsense, what does this have to do with you." Talking incoherently, he suddenly beat his chest and paused, "What does it have to do with you, it's God, it's God who has no eyes!"

Song Ying didn't speak again, looked at Song Yuan, who was beating his chest and crying, and stood quietly beside the bed.

Yang Jingchang glanced at the other imperial doctors, and everyone slowly retreated.

The maids and girls in the courtyard under the eaves heard Song Yuan's crying inside, and they all immediately knelt down and leaned on the ground to cry together, and for a time the crying of Song Mansion shook the sky.

"Don't worry, Miss Song is sensible. Yang Jingchang said.

The doctors nodded.

"It's also pitiful, it's a step too late," a doctor sighed again.

Yang Jingchang said: "Why did you suddenly have a seizure today? It stands to reason that there shouldn't be..."

Before he finished speaking, several of the imperial doctors present changed color, waved their hands to him and booed, Yang Jingchang was shocked and hurriedly stopped, even if he didn't have this period of time, he used to be a doctor in Chang'an Mansion, and he knew that some of the patient's things could be said and some could not be said.

My heart was pounding, and I couldn't help but be surprised, but, what could be the matter with this Song Mansion? The thought flashed and I was stunned, the servants in the courtyard all knelt down, and there was a girl in the corner standing very conspicuously, that was....

"Aunt Cockroach?" Yang Jingchang said in surprise, "Why are you here too?"

The girl stood under the tree, her body seemed to tremble slightly, and her voice trembled.

"Master, before you go to the Tai Hospital, I have made the medicine I ordered and sent it to Mrs. Song. She said.

Oh, yes, there is such a thing, Yang Jingchang came back to his senses and remembered, and said, "Then why haven't you left yet?" Mrs. Song no longer needed medicine and sighed.

Cicada Yi said: "As soon as I entered the door, I heard Mrs. Song.... I wanted to see if there was anything I could do to help, so I stayed. ”