"Idlers are not allowed to enter!"

Song Zhancheng transferred a few small soldiers from the barracks at the door of Song Zhaohua's bedroom in Xiyuan, specifically to guard Song Zhaohua in case of any accidents.

Wei Yun paused, looked up at the two expressionless soldiers standing at the door, and slowly took out Song Zhancheng's light order from his arms, "The eldest princess will be taken care of by me in the future." ”

One of them picked up the light order in Wei Yun's hand and glanced at it before stepping aside, "Miss Wei, please." ”

Wei Yun answered lightly and pushed open the door and walked in, and inside was Song Zhaohua, who was still lying down.

How could she not know what happened last night so close to her, halfway she ran to the place where Song Zhancheng and the others were staying, but she was blocked out by Foshan at that time, and looking at Foshan and Mengxi, who obviously didn't want to talk more, she didn't ask more, but went to ask the house doctor herself.

She couldn't ask anything else, she was forbidden not to say much, and she couldn't force others, but there was no impermeable wall, and some rumors were caught by her when they were still fermenting, and combined with the symptoms of Song Zhaohua and the reason for Cheng Jingyun's coma that the house doctor said, she could probably guess a rough idea.

It turned out to be like this, Wei Yun walked directly to Song Zhaohua's bed and sat down, the maid inside was waved away by her, Cheng Jingyun wanted to go back to Hengguo alone, and accidentally pushed Song Zhaohua during the dispute, and then things got out of hand, it happened that Song Zhancheng came back at this time and had a big fight with Cheng Jingyun, and then Cheng Jingyun had a tire gas.

In fact, what happened before can be easily recounted, but she can guess how chaotic and depressing it was when she was not at the scene.

After figuring out the reason, she ran to Song Zhancheng's study.

Song Zhancheng is definitely here, and he has never left the house since then, and took the initiative to apply to take care of Song Zhaohua, meeting Song Zhancheng's hesitant gaze Wei Yun could only say that there may not be her more suitable to take care of Song Zhaohua in this mansion, and it happened in her West Garden, she automatically asked for help when she was idle all day.

Song Zhan agreed, and she took out a light order after that.

The gaze was meaningful, Wei Yun stood beside Song Zhaohua and looked at her so quietly, how could it be so coincidental?

South Garden Bedroom.

"Sister Cheng." Mengxi looked at Cheng Jingyun, who had just woken up, with a worried expression.

Fang Cai's sudden coma frightened her, but now that she finally woke up, she leaned over and leaned over, which startled Cheng Jingyun, who had just woken up.

His hand reached out from the warm quilt and rubbed his eyebrows, which were still a little painful, "Where is this?" ”

As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse, Mengxi hurriedly handed over the warm tea that had been poured from the side, Cheng Jingyun reached out and took a sip before feeling that the hot throat was slightly better.

The familiar feeling in his eyes became more and more familiar, and before Mengxi could speak, he had already blurted out, "Nanyuan? ”

Seeing Mengxi nodded worriedly, it was clear that it was there.

"Sister Cheng, are you still uncomfortable?" Mengxi saw that Cheng Jingyun was sitting down before he asked worriedly, Cheng Jingyun lowered her eyes and stroked her stomach with her hand, "What happened later?" ”

Mengxi was a little anxious to know the answer, but seeing Cheng Jingyun like this, she might not be able to hear it if she didn't say it, so she simply told Cheng Jingyun everything that happened after she fell unconscious, and then quietly watched her reaction.

When she heard that she was hugged by Song Zhancheng, Cheng Jingyun didn't fluctuate, if it wasn't for him to bring her over, but someone else sent her over who was unconscious, then she would be completely chilled.

"Caught in the cold?" Cheng Jingyun reached out to her warm forehead and asked lightly, no wonder her throat was hoarse when she just woke up, "How long have I been lying down?" ”

"About a day." Cheng Jingyun answered people when she asked what Mengxi asked, and her tone was quite dissatisfied.

Cheng Jingyun looked at her and smiled before answering her question just now, "It's just that my throat is still a little painful, and my body is a little weak, but there is nothing uncomfortable about anything else." ”

"Really?" Mengxi glanced at Cheng Jingyun's stomach, this look was too straightforward, so Cheng Jingyun couldn't help but smile dumbly, "That little thing is fine, didn't the imperial doctor prescribe medicine to nourish the fetus, and now I don't feel anything." ”

Mengxi breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "That's fine." ”

"What about the eldest princess?" Then I suddenly remembered another.

"The eldest princess is still resting, and she woke up once in the middle, and Miss Wei is now in charge of taking care of her."

"Wei Yun?" Cheng Jingyun was a little surprised, "Why did she run away to take care of the eldest princess?" ”

"It is said that it is automatically asked."

"Auto-please?"

At this time, Cheng Jingyun's head hurt a little, and she didn't continue to think about it, Wei Yun automatically asked for help, so she thought that Song Zhaohua lived in Xiyuan, and then she was bored and went.

"What time is it?" There was a feeling of hunger in my stomach.

As soon as she finished saying this, Mengxi screamed, and then patted her head in annoyance, "I almost forgot, the imperial doctor said that when you wake up, I will feed you something to eat." ”

After speaking, he rushed to the medicinal porridge that had been dried for a long time and brought it over, fortunately they didn't talk for long, and the medicinal porridge was still warm, just in the mouth.

Cheng Jingyun smiled helplessly, this girl is really concerned and messy.

The medicinal porridge at the entrance is not bad, Cheng Jingyun commented lightly, this medicinal porridge is similar to the medicinal food, and it can also be said to be almost the same, so the taste of the entrance Cheng Jingyun can judge it at once, and it is still very good overall.

Mengxi said what she said just now while feeding Cheng Jingyun, "It's about time now." ”

It's really been lying down for a day, "I woke up once halfway, but then I suddenly felt a chill, and I had intermittent fever and chills, and I was completely settled not long ago, and then I slept until now." ”

Woke up once? It seems that it is burned and confused, and it is not clear.

Cheng Jingyun responded lightly and then focused on the medicinal porridge in Mengxi's hand, and waited until Mengxi at the bottom of the bowl to give up, Cheng Jingyun didn't want to eat it halfway through eating, maybe it was also due to her physical condition, but later she was persuaded by the reason of "Sister Cheng, you don't want to eat but Xiao Song Song still wants to eat it", and finally felt comfortable after the stomach was a little warm.

The nickname of Xiao Song Song was completely known by Mengxi, this was originally a little secret between Cheng Jingyun and Song Zhancheng, but once she said that she leaked, and then she didn't deliberately hide it, anyway, it was not a big name.

Then Mengxi kept calling this little thing by this name, and every time she called it out, Cheng Jingyun wanted to laugh.

"Okay, you go down, I'm a little tired."

Mengxi answered and went out with the scraps.

When the sound of closing the door came, Cheng Jingyun's eyes that had just been closed slowly opened, how could she really be tired, but now her thoughts are very chaotic, but she can't show it in front of Mengxi, a girl, otherwise she may be even more chaotic than her.

Last night and even the previous series of general managers were replayed in front of Cheng Jingyun, and the last drooping eyes were dyed with a few wisps of sadness, why did it become like this?

The contradiction between her and Song Zhancheng is getting bigger and bigger, and the crack in the middle is getting deeper and deeper, no one is willing to compromise first, she is already ready to compromise first, but this kind of thing has happened, she is not a saint, so it is naturally impossible not to be angry.

Sighing silently, a residual tear slipped through the corner of his eye when he closed his eyes.

A hard night's sleep.