In the first month, the capital at night is still bustling, but the city gate is colder than the day, at this time, a group of officers and soldiers stand solemnly, and the iron-armored swords are cold under the firelight.

As the festival approached, the gates became more and more stringent, and a convoy of chariots and horses galloped in under the escort of two layers of guards.

"Who's coming?" asked the gate guard.

The leading officer and soldier held up a token, and the guards who met it immediately retreated and avoided on both sides.

Someone ran from the side and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Miss, is it Miss?"

"What's the matter?" said a woman's voice from the carriage.

"My lord said I don't want you to go out of the city. The man said hurriedly.

The carriage opened to reveal the description of the girl, who was Song Ying.

"It's okay, I've found Huzi, take it to see my mother, my mother's illness will be much better. She said.

The man grabbed the driveway: "It's too dangerous, it's better to wait until dawn to go." ”

Song Ying said: "I don't worry about my mother's illness, don't delay time, no one knows that I am going out of the city now, and it will be dangerous to wait for the news to spread tomorrow." "Drop the curtains.

What else did the man want to say, but Ji Chong immediately stepped forward and motioned for him to get out of the way: "Get out of the city." Immediately, the soldiers and horses moved together.

The man had to retreat, and the guards on both sides stood silent, and heard the whining cries in the carriage and the reassurance of the girls.

“.. Huzi, my sister will take you to find your mother... Don't be afraid, my sister is here. ”

The torches were fierce, the horses' hooves trampled over the city gates, and they went out into the endless night outside the city.

Far away from the capital, the sky and the earth are shrouded in night, during which the torches are like dragons, splitting the thick ink of the night, rolling and winding until a mansion appears in front of it.

It's a big mansion, and it's like glass at night.

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The house was brightly lit and full of servants, but there were many but not chaotic, except for the sound of footsteps, there was no noise.

The curtain of the door was lifted, and the cold wind swept in with the movement of the people.

"Doctor Yang, how is your prescription considered?"

Yang Jingchang responded, holding a prescription and looking at the person who came: "It's almost." Then he looked at the other doctors beside him.

The other doctors nodded in agreement.

"I'll go talk to Lord Song. Yang Jingchang said, "Let's just dispense medicine first." ”

Someone opened the door Yang Jingchang walked out, walked along the corridor forward, even in the winter night can see the exquisiteness of this courtyard, the nearest royal palace in the suburbs of Beijing is not everyone can come in, Yang Jingchang is also the first time to come here, of course, now there is no mood to enjoy the scenery.

There was a sudden commotion in front of the hospital.

"Miss Song is here. The man said.

Yang Jingchang stopped and said, "Young Master Huzi should have found it." ”

When he was rushed to the palace, the news that Song Yuan's son was lost was also sent, because Mrs. Song Yuan suddenly fell ill, Song Yuan rushed out of the city to the palace, Song Ying was worried that his mother kept asking about the number of people in and out of the house, and Song Huzi ran out of the house.

This winter's New Year's festival is a mixed crowd, a fool who can't take care of himself is really dangerous, the Song family searched all over the city, and did not dare to make a big show for fear of attracting assassins, and the Song and Yuan sides were anxious.

"Baby!"

Song Yuan rushed to catch up and looked at the girl who jumped out of the carriage.

Song Ying nodded to him: "Dad, Huzi has been found." While opening the carriage, he grabbed Song Huzi.

Song Huzi was no longer anxious and crying, but he hid in the car and refused to get out.

"You rebel..."Song Yuan stepped forward in a hurry and was about to raise his hand.

Song Ying shouted to his father to stop: "What does he know, he doesn't know anything, it's because I don't take a good look at him, if my father wants to beat me." ”

How could Song Yuan beat her, sighed and lowered his hand, only to see that Song Ying was not even wearing a cloak, and he was anxious to call people again and again.

"It's not cold. Song Yingdao only patiently persuaded Song Huzi to get off the car, then took the cloak handed by the servant woman and put it on casually, pulling Song Huzi to walk inward in a hurry, "How is my mother?"

Song Yuan sighed and looked defeated: "I haven't woken up yet." ”

Song Ying stepped up the steps, saw Yang Jingchang standing under the porch, and asked, "Is it right?"

Yang Jingchang took out the prescription: "Miss, please take a look." ”

Song Ying took Song Huzi with one hand and took the prescription with the other hand and walked into the room, Song Yuan and Yang Jingchang followed closely, the room was warm like spring, the fragrance of medicine was fragrant, and the servant women and girls were quiet and stood up and retreated.

"Madame is riddled with old diseases, her essence and blood are exhausted, and this time the weather is cold and she suddenly becomes ill, and she is very fierce. ”

"I can't feed medicine in a coma, I can only use gold needles and moxibustion, and wait for him to wake up..."

"Mother!"

Yang Jingchang's voice was suddenly interrupted, and several people looked at Song Huzi, who was huddled beside Song Ying, and suddenly ran to the side of the bed, looking at the woman who was stuck in the bedding like gold paper and shouted.

Everyone in the room was a little surprised.

After Song Huzi fell ill, he didn't recognize people and rarely called his father, at most he only repeated his sister.

Yang Jingchang stopped talking, and the room became quiet, and Song Huzi's voice sounded again.

"Mother. He looked at the woman on the bed, chubby with a stupid smile, saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and said loudly, "I found my sister, I hid the cat, my sister didn't see me, I won." ”

The words are upside down and confusing, but the speech is rare and clear.

The woman on the bed opened her eyes.

The servant woman standing by the bed cried out, "Madame is awake." ”

Song Yuan was stunned and immediately rushed to the side of the bed, Song Huzi was squeezed away and frightened, and immediately cried, Song Ying hurriedly grabbed him to comfort him, and Mrs. Song, who woke up on the bed over there, heard the cry, her originally godless eyes moved slowly, and her lips squirmed as if she wanted to speak.

"Mother. Song Ying saw that Huzi was pushed forward, and he knelt on the side of the bed, "Huzi is here." He patted the tiger again, "Don't cry, don't cry." ”

Song Huzi didn't listen to the noise, and yelled and beat the servants and girls who approached.

There was chaos in the room.

"Take him out. Song Yuan shouted angrily.

"Don't. Song Ying stopped, hugged Song Huzi, who was dancing with his hands and body, and let him beat himself, "Dad, Huzi is here with peace of mind and good spirits." ”

Song Yuan looked at the bed, and sure enough, he saw that although the woman's breath was weak, her eyes were restored, anxious, worried, happy, and all kinds of complicated eyes stared at Song Huzi, her body struggled slightly, as if she was about to get up, and it was no longer as if she was motionless and paralyzed in the mud and dead wood before.

"Yes, my lord, ma'am, so that we can use the medicine better. Yang Jingchang also said.

Song Ying looked at him: "Go and dispense medicine quickly." ”

Yang Jingchang knew that as long as Song Ying of the Song family spoke, Song Yuan would never refute, and before Song Yuan could speak, he turned around and hurriedly withdrew.

There are a lot fewer servants and girls in the room, but Song Huzi is still noisy and yelling.

Song Yuan sat on the edge of the bed angry and helpless, Song Ying was not anxious or annoyed and held Song Huzi on the side of the bed to patiently comfort and comfort, Mrs. Song always looked at Song Huzi on the bed, although her face was not in good spirits, she did not fall into a coma again.

"Let the people come. Seeing Song Ying take the medicine bowl, Song Yuan hurriedly said, "Baby, you haven't rested for a day and a night." ”

Song Ying said: "Dad, it's okay, others will make trouble when they get close to the bed, and Huzi is in good spirits here." After that, he leaned over and called out to his mother, "Let's take medicine." ”

Madame Song's gaze turned to her.

In order to feed the medicine and take care of Song Huzi's convenience, Song Ying did not sit or stand up straight, bent down, she scooped a small spoonful of decoction, blew it carefully, and tried it herself before handing it to Mrs. Song's mouth.

Mrs. Song's lips squirmed and opened, and the decoction was slowly sent in.

Song Ying's face bloomed with a smile, and he wiped the corners of Mrs. Song's mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and scooped a second spoonful, as before, carefully blew and tasted it herself, and then sent it to Mrs. Song's mouth.

Yang Jingchang stepped back and looked at the girl next to the bed feeding medicine, in the room she had already untied her veil, and the hideous scar under the dim light also became a little softer, in addition to feeding the medicine also to appease the crying Song Huzi, from beginning to end her expression was focused and serious, it seemed that nothing would disturb her, Song Yuan sat on a chair and looked at his wives and daughters, as if he was sad and happy.

Isn't this meeting a happy family, Yang Jingchang withdrew, and there was a doctor here to listen, and he went to continue to consider the prescription.

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Stay up all night through the dawn.

"Mrs. Song should be out of danger. "After the consultation, the doctors were relieved.

Mrs. Song can get out of danger, and they are also less dangerous, although Mrs. Song has been ill for a long time, but she really went suddenly, who knows if Song Yuan, who loves his wife like his life and is a despicable villain, will be angry with them.

"Doctor Yang, what are you laughing at?" A doctor turned his head to see Yang Jingchang sitting by the window, holding a toilet raft in his hand, and laughing as he looked at it, "What did your apprentice write to you?"

Yang Jingchang was busy until dawn before he received the toilet raft from the Tai Hospital, they came in a hurry, and because of Song Yuan's identity, there was no way to pass the news to his family, so he could only pass through the Tai Hospital.

Yang Jingchang said: "Said that there were guests at home, and the guests who complained that I was untrustworthy and harmed the guests waited for a long time. ”

The doctors all laughed: "It's really spoiled this little apprentice." ”

Yang Jingchang put away the raft and nodded: "Yes, I can't wait for the next time I see you this time, and it's not that I can't see you in the capital." He smiled and got up, "Let's do things, we will be busy for a few days." ”

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(Today's shift, happy Monday, everyone go to work and school)