Chapter 527: Song Qi Awakens

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The sand in the hourglass finally leaked out, and Rouxi shouted excitedly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info The beauties immediately jumped up like rabbits, gathered in front of the cauldron, lifted the lid of the pot, put bear bile powder on the bear bile powder, stirred the soup on the soup, took the spoon with the spoon, took the bowl with the bowl, and scooped a bowl full of medicinal soup with all hands and feet.

After the addition of bear bile powder, the smell in the air completely changed. Just now, it was a strange fragrance that refreshed people's hearts, but now it is a strong medicinal smell, and even a little unpleasant.

Everyone took the medicine and hugged Song Qi's bedside.

Yan Fei and Qiao Mei climbed onto the bed, one left and one right, helped Song Qi up, and let Song Qi lie comfortably on the chests of the two. Fu Ling scooped up a spoonful of medicine with a spoon, pursed her delicate cherry lips, and blew slowly until the spoonful was cold and reached Song Qi's mouth.

It's just that Song Qi's mouth is tightly closed. Fu Ling frowned, looked at Lonnie and said, "Xiao Ni, you are responsible for opening your brother's mouth." ”

Lonnie couldn't wait for a sigh, immediately climbed onto the bed, stretched out her hands like jade lotus, and pinched Song Qi's cheeks on both sides, Song Qi's mouth naturally opened into an O-shape, as if he wanted to kiss someone. Lonnie's face was red with shame, and her heart jumped suddenly like a fawn bouncing around, but no one noticed the change in her expression at this time.

Fu Ling carefully poured a spoonful into Song Qi's mouth, and then Lonnie raised Song Qi's chin slightly, and a spoonful of medicine flowed into Song Qi's body without leaking, entering his meridians and limbs.

"You two go take care of the stove." Fu Ling saw that the two of them were standing next to each other stupidly, unable to intervene or help, so she raised her chin to them and commanded.

"Yes!" The two of them hurriedly went to take care of the stove.

Soon, a bowl of medicine was poured into Song Qi's stomach, gathered together, and flowed towards his meridians. Song Qi's face became ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye, his cold body regained its temperature, and his body, which had no blood color before, was a little red.

Everyone looked at each other with satisfaction, and a heart hanging in their throats finally relaxed. Then they were busy decocting the medicine.

Several times like this, a pot of medicine was almost all poured into Song Qi's stomach, and only some scum was left in the pot.

Song Qi's face became more ruddy, and his breathing became more even. Not only did the body regain stability, but it was also slightly hot.

Several beauties were tired and sweaty, exhausted, and soon attacked by sleepy insects, and they didn't have time to find a place to rest, so they fell asleep on the spot. Lonnie fell asleep on the table with her eyebrows raised, sat and slept against the wall, and Fu Ling fell asleep on the pedal next to the bed. Yan Fei slept next to Song Qi with her clothes, because when she was about to leave the bed, she was grabbed by Song Qi's cold outstretched hand, she smiled knowingly, and before she had time to think about it, she went into sleep, always with that happy smile on her face.

The room presents a picture of a beautiful sleep, which is beautiful and mesmerizing.

The fire in the stove gradually went out. The east gradually appears white. A thrilling night passed like this.

In the morning, Mao Yong and others came to visit Song Qi and found that the door of Song Qi's room was not closed, but it was just hidden, and there were a lot of beautiful women lying on the table and the ground, with all kinds of sleeping appearances, so frightened that they quickly and quietly retreated.

It wasn't until the third shot on the day that General Zhan's father and son came to visit Song Qi that Mao Yong asked Wen'er Qing'er to wake up the beauties. The beauties went back to their rooms to rest, leaving Wen'er Qing'er to serve Song Qi. Seeing that Song Qi was still asleep, but his body had recovered, General Zhan's father and son went with confidence.

In the afternoon, the beauties rested and washed, and returned to Song Qi's room to take care of Song Qi. Yan Fei was invited by the two daughters of the old general Zhan to go to the inner courtyard of the general's mansion to reminisce about the past.

"I said, General Zhan greeted us so ceremoniously, it doesn't seem to be aimed at Brother Song." Looking at the back of Concubine Yan leaving with the two daughters, Fu Ling couldn't help but express her suspicions.

"It's not for Brother Song, who is it for?" Raised eyebrows winked at Fu Ling, and said disapprerovingly.

"I think it's for Concubine Yan." Fu Ling thought about it and said in a slow tone.

"Sister Chong Yan's? That's also possible. Didn't you listen to Sister Yanfei, General Zhan is her brother-in-law's father, and they can be regarded as in-laws. General Zhan should have seen the face of Sister Yanfei's sister to treat us so ceremoniously! Eyebrow thought he was very clever and explained.

"Well, it shouldn't be so. General Zhan is an elder, Concubine Yan is a junior, how can an elder kneel to the junior? Fu Ling was still full of suspicion, holding her cheeks in her hand, and said thoughtfully.

"The sister-in-law was originally the imperial concubine of the country, what a noble status, it is normal for the old general Zhan to pay a greeting to the noble sister-in-law!" Lonnie raised an eyebrow and said smugly. After eating, Lonnie looked much better, and the melancholy and grief on her face decreased a lot. For Concubine Yan, because she is already a ready-made sister-in-law, her sister-in-law can't accept it, but for Fu Ling, she can suppress it as much as possible.

"Imperial Princess? That's not a broken ... Fu Ling's chin lifted and blurted out, but the words came to her lips and swallowed back, and she glanced at Song Qi, who was lying upright on the bed. She glanced at Song Qi with pity in her beautiful eyes, and said in her heart: "Brother Song, you are so pitiful!" But I, Fu Ling, will definitely make up for your shortcomings. ”

"Ho~"

At this time, Song Qi had already woken up, panting roughly. His face was redder than blood, and the bruises on his forehead and arms erupted, as if countless earthworms were wriggling under his skin. His neck became extremely thick, and his body under the quilt was hot and hot, as if the bed was being grilled by a very hot fire.

"Brother Song, what's wrong?" Fu Ling found that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly walked to the side of the bed, reached out and touched Song Qi's forehead, her hand immediately withdrew like an electric shock, and exclaimed, "Wow, it's so hot!" ”

"What's wrong?" Lonnie, with a raised eyebrow, walked over and asked with concern. As soon as I approached the bed, I felt a wave of heat emanating from the bed and rolling in. "Wow, why is the quilt so hot!"

"It's too hot, lift the covers." Lonnie endured the heat of the fumigation, walked to the bedside, reached out and grabbed the quilt and lifted it to the side.

"Wow~" All the beauties were stunned as if they had been electrocuted.

Song Qi's lower body soared into the sky, almost breaking his pants, and it also shook automatically, as if there was a strange living creature hidden inside.

After a while, all the beauties were so ashamed that their faces were bloody, and they each covered their eyes, eager to find a crack in the ground to drill into.

"Ho~" Song Qi gasped rapidly, his eyes opened suddenly, and after seeing Fu Ling in his blood-red eyes, like a dinosaur seeing food, he suddenly shot out an evil light, and reached out and grabbed Fu Ling's soft little hand, like grabbing a chicken, and immediately dragged Fu Ling down on the bed.

"Huh~" Fu Ling immediately understood what Song Qi wanted to do, her face was as hot as fire, and she said to Song Qijiao: "Brother Song, what do you want to do?" (To be continued.) )