The next morning, through the antique curtains, you can vaguely see that the person lying on Miaoman understands a little.

Song Mingyue sat up neatly, checked her body and found that there were no adverse symptoms except for sleepiness.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, "It seems that there is no problem." ”

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, Ye Zi looked at the closed door, and said, "Miss, are you up?" ”

"Hmm." Song Mingyue responded lightly, and she was neatly dressed.

Ye Zi heard the movement, opened the door and walked in, and said while dressing her: "Miss, General Mu has been waiting for you in the pavilion for a long time. ”

Song Mingyue glanced at her and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"The general commanded, don't disturb the young lady's rest."

Song Mingyue glanced at the man sitting meticulously in the pavilion, and snorted coldly, is this considered guilty?

She looked at herself in her glasses and pushed away Yezi's hand slightly, "Don't go out today." ”

Ye Zi understood what she meant, tied her hair back to her head, and the whole person looked more sassy and refreshing.

Summerhouse.

Mu Chen looked at the woman who came and was slightly stunned, and her deep eyes fell on her face without powder.

The woman's long eyelashes are like butterfly wings, thin lips are vermilion, when the breeze blows the broken hair on both sides of her cheeks, the clothes are decided, as if the Nine Heavens Xuannu is coming, and she does not eat the smoke and dust of the world.

Song Mingyue also looked at the man wearing a blue round-necked robe, his knife-carved facial features, and his deep eyes were all set off more three-dimensionally.

Walking along the cobblestone path to the gazebo, she withdrew her gaze and said indifferently, "Let's go." ”

The man came early in the morning, it must have been for the cold.

Mu Chen came back to his senses, snorted without seeing his emotions, and walked behind her to the dark pavilion.

When the shadow saw him come in, he said, "General." But when Yu Guang swept over Song Mingyue, he chose to be silent.

Song Mingyue glanced at the indifference and anger that flashed in his eyes, knowing that it was related to yesterday's events, she pursed her lips, ignored it, and came to the bed to take out the silver needle.

As the acupuncture entered the white heat, she looked at the person standing on the side indifferently, "Help me burn the silver needle with fire, and then hand it to me." ”

Mu Chen replied lightly, but before his sharp hand touched the acupuncture bag, a fast figure suddenly blocked him.

"General, the rough work is all done by subordinates, you are noble, how can she order you to commit a crime?"

The hand raised in mid-air paused slightly, a wisp of anger flashed on Song Mingyue's face, she was repeatedly provoked by the black shadow, she didn't mind cleaning up for someone!

"Even though there are three, six, nine and other people, but I am also one level higher than you, not counting me as the wife of a brigadier general, if I leave now, you come?"

After speaking, she stood up coldly to leave.

Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed between Mu Chen's eyebrows, and he looked at the black shadow with a cold gaze, and scolded: "Get out of the way!" ”

The black shadow was stunned, his cold gaze glanced at Song Mingyue, and he snorted angrily and stood aside.

"Now." Mu Chen crossed the black shadow with a cold face and began to help her.

Song Mingyue nodded, although she still had residual energy in her heart, she knew that now was not the best time to clean up the shadows.

Acupuncture is like a battlefield, it will be fast and ruthless, and it will also take advantage of the right time, place and people, otherwise the art of acupuncture and moxibustion will not be mastered by very few people, and there are only a handful of people like her who are proficient in acupuncture.

After half a pillar of incense, Song Mingyue took out the last silver needle and sighed.

Mu Chen's deep eyes saw her flushed face and the beads of sweat on her forehead, and she took it out of the wardrobe with a soft face to clean it up.

"Rub."

"Hmm." glanced at him suspiciously, and Song Mingyue simply took it.

"His condition has been completely stabilized, he should be able to wake up tonight, I have already boiled the leaves, and I can go and get it later."

Mu Chen snorted, looking at her tired face, and said to the ghost: "I'm watching here, you go and rest." ”

Song Mingyue did not refuse, and stood up and left expressionlessly.

But before she could go out, she heard a questioning voice behind her, "General, do we really want to take the risk and let the little young master take a new medicine?" ”

Song Mingyue frowned slightly, stopped and when she turned to fight back, she heard the man's angry voice.

"I've made up my mind, you're questioning me?"

Mu Chen looked at him with a dark face, the green tendons in his temples protruded, and a fierce aura instantly spread in the room, and the temperature seemed to drop suddenly.

"Don't dare."

Mu Chen snorted coldly, and said angrily: "I think you dare, it seems that you have itchy skin, I order you to go back to the camp to accept the punishment!" ”

The black shadow responded disheartenedly, reluctantly glanced at the person on the bed, and responded, "Yes." ”

But when he approached Song Mingyue, he suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at her throat, "If something happens to the little young master, I will be the first to kill you!" ”

Song Mingyue's slap-sized face flashed a hint of anger, she hates being threatened the most, is she really a soft persimmon? "If Xiaoxi is hindered from treatment because of your obstruction, I can't spare you."

The dark shadow snorted angrily, knowing that he couldn't talk about her, and glared at her before leaving.

However, a cold voice sounded behind him again, "Punish you for a month, and you will not be allowed to leave the camp." ”

Song Mingyue glanced at the man and turned away without a trace of emotion.

……

After she walked out, she was in a bad mood and did not go back to her room to rest, but came to the small garden to relax.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he heard a subordinate not far away talking in a low voice.

"Have you heard of it, I heard that the second lady knelt in the study and fainted, and now she is still unconscious, and the master has been a lot depressed in the past few days."

"I think she deserves it, it's not an exaggeration for this kind of person to die, it's just that I pity the master, and I feel sad when I think of my feelings over the years."

Song Mingyue frowned lightly, she was so busy with her little things these days that she forgot that there was an unconscious person in the family.

She pulled a subordinate at random and asked, "Where is the master now?" ”

The servant was suddenly stopped by her, and lowered his head in fear, "The second lady is sick, presumably the master should be in her room." ”

Song Mingyue's eyes sank, and she came to Fenglai Pavilion along the small stone road.

As she was about to push open the door, the doctor's voice came from inside.

The latter sighed lightly, shook his head and looked at Song Zhitian, and said, "Master Song, your second lady's heart became depressed and caused her to faint, and the contemptible person couldn't do anything, so she could only prescribe a few pills to see." ”

Boom, Song Zhitian felt his heart hit the ground heavily, staggered a few steps, and the whole person seemed to be several years older.

God, why did you treat him like this?

first his wife, then his wife, and then his current wife in prison, and now Qi'er is unconscious.

Song Mingyue raised her eyebrows, heard the movement inside and pushed open the door, and when she passed by the medicine list written by the doctor, she glanced at her eyes.

A sneer tugged at the corner of her mouth when she read what was written on it.

Song Shiqi is really a conspiracy!

deliberately pretended to be sick to win Song Zhitian's sympathy, and he was able to avoid this punishment, and he could also let the Song Mansion help pay for menstrual treatment.

If she hadn't come to take a look today, I'm afraid she would have missed Song Shiqi's good calculation.

"Yue'er, why are you here?" When Song Zhitian saw her coming, his face softened slightly.

Song Mingyue rarely smiled, helped him over, and said loudly: "Dad, I heard that Shiqi is sick, so I want to come and see." ”

After listening to this, Song Zhitian remembered her identity as a doctor, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes when he looked at her, "Yue'er, it's good that you can come to be your father, but your sister ......."

Song Mingyue was waiting for this sentence, and when she glanced at the person on the bed, she saw the hand that secretly grabbed the quilt, and secretly sneered.

"Dad, don't worry, have you forgotten that I'm still a doctor? Let me see. ”

Song Zhitian was very relieved when he heard this, he wanted to see the two get along in harmony, "Thank you for your father." ”

Song Mingyue shook her head and said calmly: "I can't help it, if I want to thank her, I want her to thank me personally." ”

With that, she paced to the bedside.

When the person on the bed heard the movement, a layer of fine sweat had already broken out on her back, if she was found to be pretending to be sick, Song Zhitian would definitely be even more disgusted with her.

No, instead of being discovered, she might as well wake up now.

"Ahem......" She opened her eyes faintly, her face was pale, and when her eyes fell on Song Zhitian, she struggled to sit up.

"Dad, why are you here?"

Song Zhitian saw her wake up, and came to her excitedly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he choked up: "Qi'er, it's okay if you're okay." ”

Song Shiqi glanced at the person not far away uneasily, pretending to be weak, "Dad, what's wrong with me?" ”

"It's okay, don't mention it." Song Zhitian shook his head like a down-and-out old father.

Not far away, the corners of Song Mingyue's mouth hooked up a mocking smile, Song Shiqi's acting skills can fool Song Zhitian, but she can't.

Her brain cells were running rapidly, and she chuckled and came to Song Zhitian's side, "Dad, I heard that the next person said that you have been waiting here for a long time, and now Shiqi has also woken up, or you can go back and rest first, and I will guard here." ”

Song Zhitian nodded with relief, and when he saw that she could accept Song Shiqi, he was relieved, "Okay, Yue'er has a heart." ”

Song Mingyue smiled at the back of him leaving, her sharp gaze fell on the doctor, and said coldly: "My sister is awake, there is no need to write the list, please go back." ”

"Miss Song, although Sister Ling has woken up, her body has collapsed and she still needs medicine to recuperate."

Song Mingyue glanced at him without squinting, and then landed a cold gaze on the person on the bed, "Really?" Why does the list look like it is a blood tonic and menstrual regulation? ”

The doctor was weak-hearted, glanced at Song Shiqi secretly, lowered his head and said: "The medicine for recuperation, it is not surprising that there are three or two kinds of blood-replenishing medicines, I don't know if Miss Song has any doubts?" ”

Song Mingyue sneered and said, "Don't dare to be suspicious, but even if you open it, the treasury won't give you a penny." ”

"You...... How can you do that? Miss Song is also a doctor, the so-called doctor is benevolent, but she is so stingy with her sister, isn't she afraid that it will be bad for her reputation? ”

The corners of Song Mingyue's good-looking mouth hooked up a sneer, and she said without emotion: "Before you want me to have a bad reputation, think about whether it will make you lose your identity as a doctor!" ”

After speaking, she quickly took the medicine list on the table and deliberately raised it.