This was the first thing she said at the table, and everyone couldn't help but look at it.

Song Zixun raised his eyebrows inquiringly.

Du Rongzhi was shocked and speechless, lowered her head and pressed the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, before she explained to Song Zixun with a smile, "I looked at the fourth brother and his eyes were a little red when he drank...... I'm afraid I'll get drunk if I drink it again. He smiled at Song Ziche again, "Although today is your eldest brother's happy event, don't patronize and drink, if you are really drunk when you turn around, your mother should blame us for not taking a good look at you." ”

Song Zixun looked at her with a deep expression, nodded and said, "Yes, just listen to your sister-in-law." ”

Song Ziche glanced at Du Rongzhi, his eyes darkened suddenly, he pushed away the wine cup indifferently, and complained, "If you don't drink, you won't drink, the eldest brother and sister-in-law are very stingy!" He turned his head and went to joke with Song Ziye.

Du Rongzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Let's just think she's making a big fuss......

But Song Ziche's eyes just now, she was too familiar...... I'm too scared too.

Du Rongzhi rubbed her eyebrows weakly.

What could she do......

If Song Ziche continues to be so obsessed...... Sooner or later, he will kill himself and her!

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Song Zixun leaned on the head of the bed, casually flipping through the pages of the book in his hand.

There was a sound of messy footsteps outside, followed by the sound of the courtyard door opening......

He frowned.

It's so late, what is Du going to do? What's so urgent that you can't even wait for tomorrow?

He was thinking wildly in his mind when the door of the clean room squeaked open.

Fu Jingrou was wearing a peach-colored bedclothes, and Shi Shiran walked out of it.

She had just bathed, and her little face was ruddy at the moment, and her eyes were sparkling as if they were containing two pools of water. The bedgown on the body is about specially cut, and the tie outlines the girl's slender waist, but the chest is choppy and undulating.

She stepped forward and bowed, and said shyly and timidly, "Young Master, it's late at night...... Serve you as a concubine and rest. ”

He let out a nonchalant "um" and was about to put the book down—

"Bang dang!" Outside, there was a sudden sound of a copper basin falling to the ground. Immediately afterwards, the sound of panicked footsteps, the low sobs of the girl, and the reprimand of the grandmother...... It's all mixed up.

Song Zixun's expression froze. "I'll go out and have a look."

"Lord—"

Song Zixun had already strode out.

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In the yard, Mama An was covered in water, and pointed to a little girl and said angrily, "In the past, you were quite a worry-free ...... Why is it like a panicked chicken at this time, you know how to make trouble! ”

The little girl was clasped with a copper basin next to her, and her skirt was also wet, and she couldn't stop wiping her tears when she heard the words, and said aggrievedly, "Mama, I, I didn't mean to...... The young lady is like that...... I'm also obsessed...... Anxious ......"

"What's wrong with the young lady?" Song Zi strode over.

Mama An was stunned for a moment, and she didn't care about any grooming, so she had to salute quickly, and said with a reluctant smile, "Why did the eldest young master come out?" ”

"Let me ask you, what's wrong with the young lady?" Song Zixun asked again with a cold face.

"Young lady......" Seeing that Mama An couldn't speak, Song Zi stepped forward and was about to lift the curtain to enter the house, but was stopped by Mama An.

"Big young master, young lady is not feeling well...... Don't get sick of you. ”

Song Zixun was stunned, "Sick?" Wasn't she okay when she ate today? ”

Before Mama An could speak, Shisu suddenly lifted the curtain in the house and came out, and said anxiously, "Mama, the young lady burned even more-"

Seeing Song Zixun standing outside the house, Zi Su was stunned, and he was about to bend down to salute, but he was pulled aside by Song Zixun and walked in directly.

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In the room, Qinghe just changed a wet handkerchief and put it on Du Rongzhi's forehead.

The girl on the bed had her eyes closed, and her palm-sized face was sickly red.

"What's going on?" Song Zixun asked with a calm face.

Mama An and Zi Su followed behind them silently, seeing that they couldn't hide it, so they had to tell the truth, "Originally, the young lady's face was a little bad when she got up this morning, and the wind blew again in the water pavilion behind her...... "Mama An said with red eyes, "The slave maid originally said that she wanted to invite a doctor to come and have a look, but the young lady thought that today was a good day for the master, and she was afraid of touching your moldy head, so she just said that it would be good to sleep......" Mama An was so distressed that she burst into tears, "When we found out, everyone was already burned and confused......"

Song Zixun lifted his robe and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out and touching Du Rongzhi's cheek...... It's piping hot.

"Why don't you tell me?" He looked at her intently and asked in a deep voice.

"It's the young lady who doesn't call it." Mama An wiped her tears, "If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't stand it, I'm afraid that even the imperial doctor would want to wait until tomorrow to invite ......."

Song Zixun pursed his lips.

No wonder she had so much powder on her face today...... He only felt that it was not good-looking at that time, but he didn't expect that she was sick.

Du Rongzhi felt something cool on her cheeks in a daze, she held it greedily, and subconsciously wanted to absorb more.

Rong Zhi ...... Rong'er ......" the man whispered in her ear, his thin lips scraping her cheeks.

Rong'er ...... Du Rongzhi frowned, and her body began to struggle violently, but she really didn't have the strength to burn...... But it was a slight twist in his arms.

Song Zixun only thought that she was burned and confused, and hurriedly reached out and patted her back comfortingly a few times, but he didn't want her to struggle more and more intensely, and he was still talking nonsense in his mouth, as if he was about to cry at any time.

Song Zixun frowned, leaned over and put his ear to her lips.

The girl's lips were already a little white because of the high heat, and the sound of crying came into her ears one after another......

Song Zixun's eyes narrowed almost invisibly.

"Ache, don't ......"

Ache.

Song Ziche.