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"Since Childe arrived in Shengjing, Mu Qing didn't dare to take the initiative to contact Childe."

"But Mu Qing assigned her own people to try to observe Childe's movements at all times"

Luo Wushuang nodded, and said in his heart: Those who co-authored those who monitored him also had a share of Mu Qing.

"Mu Qing thought that after the son arrived in Shengjing, he forgot about Mu Qing."

Mu Qing's beautiful eyes flowed, looking forward to the brilliance.

"Why did you forget Mu Qing?"

"Even if Childe forgets Mu Qing, Mu Qing has no regrets."

Luo Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said, "Wushuang worked hard to snatch Mu Qing out of the hands of Prince Wei, where is the reason to let it out easily?"

Luo Wushuang's straightforward remarks made Mu Qing's face blush, and she turned her head slightly sideways, revealing a good-looking chin silhouette.

"Childe, don't make fun of Mu Qing like this."

Luo Wushuang seemed to like seeing Mu Qing like this, moved the stool a little closer, and circled Mu Qing's green hair with his hand.

Mu Qing struggled again and again in her heart, but in the end she didn't hide back.

Luo Wushuang saw Mu Qing's forbearant appearance, put down his hand in the circle, and said solemnly:

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you."

"Let's take all the ledgers for nearly a year, I want to see it."

"Yes."

Mu Qing didn't know why Luo Wushuang was in a hurry to ask for the account book as soon as he came, could it be that Luo Wushuang didn't trust him?

But in addition to meeting Gu Su Moran, he really did his best to do his best about this Piaopiao Lou.

I don't know what Luo Wushuang's idea is, although he thinks so, he doesn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Just as he was about to move Lianbu to the inner room to get the account book for Luo Wushuang, Luo Wushuang suddenly stopped Mu Qing and said:

"Wait a minute."

"What else does Childe command?"

Luo Wushuang supported his chin with a smile, and beckoned to Mu Qing:

"Don't panic about the account book first, Mu Qing, come here."

Mu Qing didn't know how this Luo Wushuang could change his mind from time to time, so he had to walk back to the table at the moment.

"How did Princess Jing ask you to inquire last time?"

Mu Qing's original calm face was broken in an instant, and she was a little weak and anxious to clarify, so when the words came to her mouth, they became just words, and they couldn't even form sentences.

Luo Wushuang waved his hand, signaling Mu Qing not to worry.

"Look at Miss Mu's anxious appearance, don't worry, Wushuang just asks when she thinks about it."

Mu Qing originally wanted to fool Luo Wushuang, but listening to the meaning of Luo Wushuang's words, it was obvious that I already knew everything, do you want to confess and be lenient? Or fool me?

Mu Qing immediately knelt down, kowtowed three times to Luo Wushuang, and then said leisurely:

"Mu Qing really doesn't want to hide it from her son, when her son sent Mu Qing away, she said that if it weren't for her son taking the initiative to contact Mu Qing."

"Mu Qing must not take the initiative to contact Childe."

"Childe's orders, Mu Qing always keep them in mind and dare not disobey them."

Luo Wushuang listened to Mu Qing's defense, and his face sank for a rare time, and he asked rhetorically:

"So Mu Qing is blaming Wushuang?"

"Mu Qing doesn't dare, the matter involves the princess of the dynasty, and she really doesn't dare to say more without seeing the Taoist princess."

"Then why didn't you mention it just now?"

"Mu Qing is mainly in Shengjing to help Gongzi run Piaopiao Lou, and as soon as Gongzi came, he said that he wanted to check the account book."

"Mu Qing thought that Princess Jing's matter could also be talked about slowly."

"Mu Qing's life and even freedom are Mu Qing's willing dedication to Gongzi, if Gongzi wants to take it back at any time, Mu Qing will wait for him and will never regret it."

After Mu Qing finished speaking, she respectfully leaned on the ground.

Luo Wushuang looked at this picture and touched a certain memory in his memory.

"Water" Song Chenyan said hoarsely.

Baojin was excited to fetch water for a while, held up Song Chenyan's back, and slowly fed the water in.

Song Chenyan regained some consciousness. Be able to stand up. Bao Jin only reacted at that time and hurriedly went to inform Mrs. Song.

"Madam, master" Bao Jin ran out of breath.

"Miss, Miss is awake." He took a few breaths before finishing his words.

The woman in purple hurriedly stood up, but her legs and feet were disobedient and weak, and Song Ling quickly hugged his wife, reproaching with a little doting.

"If you want to see Yan'er, you have to take care of yourself first, lest Yan'er's little splash come to trouble me again, blaming me for not taking good care of my wife."

The woman in purple, who is nearly thirty years old, looks like a cardamom girl in love, but looking at her gentle and beautiful eyebrows, she doesn't feel close.

The third son, Song Yi, inherited his mother's advantages, and he didn't know how many hearts he had stolen from the women of the palace in the capital.

"Yan'er, you can be regarded as waking up, you bad girl, you"

Su Qingyu hugged Song Chenyan and cried bitterly, crying uncontrollably.

Song Chenyan patted her beautiful mother's back and comforted her in a whisper.

On the other hand, he made a lip gesture towards his father, "Hurry up and take your family away, the person who is comforted should be me, why do you come the other way around?"

Song Ling looked at his pair of living treasures and his wife and daughter, and couldn't help grinning.

Song Chenyan slapped her shoulder, looking tired and tired.

finally sent the top ten ladies away, and if you don't leave, you have to faint from exhaustion.

"Which yard are you a maid?" Song Chenyan looked at Bao Jindao, who was busy coming in.

This maid looks so familiar, Bao Jin pursed his lips and smiled, and said:

"Miss has been sick for a long time, so naturally she forgot about the slave maid, and the slave maid is an orphan girl rescued by Miss and the Seventh Prince from the market."

"Oh, is your father buried?" Sadness flashed across Baojin's face.

"God has mercy on the slave and the maid, let the slave and the maid meet the young lady, and the slave's father has been buried in the earth."

"How long did I sleep?"

"It's been more than ten days since then, and Miss is so injured that even the imperial doctor is helpless, but Miss is blessed and generous, so Lord Yama doesn't dare to accept Miss easily."

Song Chenyan laughed: "How can there be so many blessings, you girl is pleasing to speak, what the hell is going on?"

"Yes, it is the Seventh Prince and Young Master Yi who take turns to take care of you."

Song Chenyan nodded, presumably it was the third brother who took turns to cross with the true qi, so they barely survived.

The little follower is a little useful, and I really miss him.

In a flash, Bao Jin had already brought in steaming chicken porridge.

These days of lethargy can be bitter foodie Song Chenyan, and Song Chenyan, who was still dying just now, suddenly became alive.

Unceremoniously drank the porridge to the bottom, Baojin was amazed at first, then amazed, and finally in a petrified state.

Song Chenyan put down the celadon bowl with satisfaction, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and smiled at Bao Jin to reveal her two front teeth, Bao Jin was already so frightened that she didn't react.

Song Chenyan looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

"Hey, it's time to go back to your room."

Bao Jin suddenly sighed as if sleepwalking, raised his feet and walked out. When he walked to the door, he tripped over it, and then Baojin came to his senses.

Then a crisp kowtow sounded through the corridor, and the mouth said that the slave should die.

Song Chenyan squinted at Baojin kneeling on the ground, funny and angry, this girl is really extremely pedantic.

"Alright, okay, don't break the floor."

Baojin was still kneeling on the ground, she had heard that the master of a large family was extremely difficult to serve.

If the master is unhappy, it is common to beat and scold at will, and even worse, sell it directly to Qinglou and leave him to fend for himself.

Thinking of his rude just now, he must have ended up like this, so he fell to the ground and whimpered.

Song Chenyan sighed, got out of bed, picked up Baojin, and said with a smile: "The chicken porridge is very good, you go and rest, and make it for me tomorrow." Only then did Baojin take the order to retreat.

Luo Wushuang looked at Mu Qing in front of him, sighed slightly, and said:

"Wushuang is hungry, can Mu Qing make chicken porridge?"

Mu Qing didn't seem to have come out of the solemn atmosphere just now, she stared at Luo Wushuang with some stunned eyes, and didn't say a word.

"Wushuang is hungry." Luo Wushuang reluctantly reiterated again.

"Yes, Mu Qing will go and tell the cook to make it for the son."

"Will Mu Qing be?" Luo Wushuang looked at Mu Qingdao expectantly.

"Yes, Mu Qing will go and make it for Son." Mu Qing burst into tears and said with a smile. (To be continued.) )