Chapter Forty-Eight: Sweet and Sour

Xie Ying slept peacefully, and it was about to be noon on the next day when she woke up.

She raised her hand and brought the veil on the bed, and Momiji immediately left. Hongying also hurriedly stepped forward, and heard the sound of boiling medicine in the medicine jar behind him, and stopped after only a few steps, holding the small pu fan that was looking at the medicine, and probed.

"Lady awake?"

"Hmm." Xie Ying answered lazily, and after stretching her body slightly, she fixed her eyes on Song Jinqin sitting beside her, and hurriedly asked, "Sister-in-law has been like this?" ”

Song Jinqin shook his head lightly and said in a low voice, "I came here after dealing with the affairs in the house." But my aunt guarded you all night, and I persuaded her to leave when I came. ”

Xie Ying sighed, with self-reproach in her eyes: "I made you worried." ”

Song Niangzi shook her head slightly, "It's good that you're safe." ”

Hongying's hands and feet were quick to fill a bowl of soup and medicine, "The lady has drunk the medicine." ”

She slept on her stomach all night, and her whole body was soft, so she could only let Hongye help her up and drink the medicine.

The medicine was so bitter that she frowned, pushed the bowl and smacked her lips again. Hongyingyan quickly stuffed a pickled cherry into her mouth, and Xie Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister-in-law," Xie Ying looked at Song Niangzi's brows and quickly took her hand, "Don't worry too much about me!" ”

Song Jinqin looked at her, and her eyes showed apologies, "I just want to tell you that you didn't return overnight, and I speculated that I told my uncle and aunt a little about the previous incident." ”

Xie Ying was stunned, no wonder Daddy asked if it was an assassination yesterday. When she came back to her senses, she smiled, "Special moment, what should be said." ”

"I promised you to keep it secret for you," Song Jinqin's brows were unraveled, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"Do I seem unreasonable?" Xie Ying winked at her, very smart.

When the people in the house heard this, they all hid their faces and laughed. Song Jinqin laughed helplessly.

Xie Ying still felt a little self-reproachful when she looked at her, and continued: "If you don't say it, A-Niang will definitely be more worried about me!" ”

She is open-minded, Xie Ying doesn't care about this matter anymore, and Song Jinqin doesn't mention it anymore, just looking at her wound: "I took a look at it yesterday, and the wound was quite terrible." ”

Xie Ying also glanced behind him, "It's just deeper, not so scary." ”

"Looking at the capital, you can be so calm." Song Niangzi scolded gently, and Xie Ying stuck out her tongue slightly.

"You!" Her appearance fell in Song Jinqin's eyes, and she had to say helplessly: "You don't think there's anything, but others will always be a little worried, especially those who care about you." ”

Xie Ying nodded and looked at her obediently: "I know." ”

"What the hell is going on with this wound?" Song Jinqin looked at her and was always worried about her.

"It's just the assassination that Daddy said!"

Then Xie Ying told the situation at that time, Song Jinqin really couldn't imagine how dangerous the scene was at that time, and she frowned when she heard it.

"Later, in the carriage, just like in the book......" Xie Ying leaned over and leaned into Song Jinqin's ear.

Song Jinqin looked at her in surprise after hearing this, and her cheeks flushed suddenly, "You ......"

At this moment, Xie Ying's eyes showed a childlike heat, and the people of Liangzhou were civilized, so she didn't care about such a thing.

"And then?" That's it, Song Jinqin continued to ask.

Xie Ying hurriedly talked about what she had overheard.

"When I heard him suddenly sway, angry and sad, I felt that he shouldn't let go. I didn't get a good night's sleep for that! That sounds a bit reproachful.

"When I returned home, I still stopped Daddy, I was afraid that Daddy would go to King Chen's Mansion, and he would really let go......" Xie Ying's words were soft, with a little sadness.

"Erniang, do you think you like him now?"

Xie Ying thought about it, the feeling of suffering from gains and losses, tossing and turning, and unable to sleep; The joy and sadness for a while were all because of him.

Is that what you like?

That's love!

She asked and answered herself in her heart, and when she came back to her senses, she looked directly at Song Jinqin, her eyes firm, "Hmm! ”

Xie Ying laughed, Song Niangzi also laughed with relief, and the people who served in the hall were also rendered by the joyful look on Xie Ying's face, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

After a pause, Xie Ying sat on the couch again and began to mutter, "Didn't you say let him come to see me?" ”

She secretly glanced at Song Jinqin who was embroidering twice, "Sister-in-law, when did you say he would come to see me?" ”

"Who's going to see you?" Zhou suddenly stepped into the room, and Xie Ying stood up from the couch with a weak heart.

The servant woman behind Zhou hurriedly stepped forward to help her, "Lady beware!" ”

Xie Ying shook his arm, and Zhou also walked in in three or two steps, and scolded gently, "Don't move." ”

She hurriedly smiled and covered up, "Why did A-Niang come over!" ”

After Zhou was persuaded by Song Niangzi to go back, he only slept for a while, worried that Xie Ying would come again, and heard the whispers of the two of them outside the hall gate.

"I'll take a look at you." Song Niangzi moved, and Zhou immediately sat down next to Xie Ying, and first investigated her wounds.

Gradually, Zhou Yi's eyes were red again, and her voice trembled: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Xie Ying shook her head and hurriedly took her hand, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, "Auntie, these are all minor injuries, and they don't hurt anymore." ”

Zhou sighed lightly, she also knew that she was in a hurry, Xie Ying forbeared, how much more fierce was there on the battlefield in Liangzhou? But the battlefield is different from the battle for the throne.

"Erniang, do you really like King Chen?"

Xie Ying nodded, her cheeks flushed slightly, "A-Niang heard it......"

Zhou Shi held her hand and kept rubbing it, and Xie Ying felt the uneasiness in her heart.

Last night, the Zhou family was still angry with Xie Yuan, blaming themselves for their choices over the years. She was also determined that even if she disobeyed His Majesty, she would definitely ask Xie Ying to withdraw from the marriage.

But when she heard Xie Ying say this today, she had mixed feelings in her heart.

"Erniang, this road is very difficult, I once thought that once the son of heaven would be a thing, but now it must be different, but seeing you injured, I am really scared."

"A-Niang, but I've decided." Looking at Xie Ying's smiling eyes, Zhou's heart was sour.

Xie Ying's eyes were firm: "Actually, I have never hesitated anything when I intersect with King Chen, but what I hesitate is only my feelings for him." But now I figured it out. ”

"I decided to just stand by his side, regardless of my identity, but now I want to stand by his side because I like him!"

Zhou's eyelashes trembled, "If there is really a father, there must be a daughter." She muttered sadly, it was the helplessness that had been suppressed in her heart all these years.

Xie Yuan and Xiao Hui are classmates and friends, and they have shared weal and woe over the years. She knew that once Xie Yuan decided to assist His Majesty, she would be unswerving in her thoughts.

And Xie Ying's personality is not much different from Xie Yuan.

Raising his eyes, Zhou swallowed all the emotions just now, and stretched out his hand to help Xie Ying's messy sideburns, "Since you have decided, A-Niang will naturally stand with you." ”

"Ah Niang......" Xie Ying's cheek rubbed against her palm, and the small movements between mother and daughter gradually settled Zhou's heart.