Everyone looked at Song Qingyan's soft hand, and their expressions were shocked.

Yu Shangshu was the first to react, and while pleading guilty, he said: "Your Highness, the reason why the minister punished the kneeling soft child is really because of the last resort!" ”

The little girl slowly straightened up, and when she heard the words, she turned her knees, which were a little painful, and pursed her lips lightly.

Song Qingyan glanced at her knees, and the guard behind her moved a chair very discerningly and put it over.

Helping Xuan Soft to sit down, he let go of his hand and stood with his hands in his hands: "What's the trouble?" ”

"She ...... soft," Yu Shangshu seemed to be unable to speak, and finally continued, "She has no respect for her elders and is disrespectful to her mother and our uncles, so the minister punished her for kneeling and reflecting." ”

"Yes!" Yu Huan'er's expression was indignant, "Your Highness, cousin has always been like this!" ”

She pulled down Yu Yun'er, who cautiously withdrew her gaze from the greedy Song Qingyan, and continued: "Your Highness, Yun'er's father and mother, uncle, aunt and grandmother used to think of her cousin and tolerated her a lot, but today I couldn't bear it anymore, so I punished my cousin." ”

Yu Huan'er listened with satisfaction, raised her eyebrows at the little girl proudly, and then lowered her head and said, "Your Highness is clear." ”

The corners of Song Qingyan's lips are sarcastic.

He didn't see the life of the original owner that the emperor asked him to check, but looking at what happened to him here last night, he knew what kind of life Hua Ruan'er lived on weekdays.

Besides, these people are compared to the little girl...... He was more inclined to believe in the little girl.

He didn't know why, but he was willing to believe it.

Yu Shangshu couldn't figure out what he meant, and said boldly again: "I hope Your Highness will see clearly." ”

Song Qingyan looked down at the little girl: "Are you okay?" ”

Xuan Ruan touched his stomach and touched his knee again: "My knee hurts, I'm hungry." ”

The little girl's voice was soft, and although her tone was ordinary, it sounded a little more coquettish and aggrieved to him.

Song Qingyan looked at the pair of round cat pupils, leaned over unprepared, and walked to the dining table with her chair in her arms.

Yu Huan'er couldn't help but exclaim, and Yu Shangshu covered her mouth with trembling hands.

At the same time, the brain was running wildly, thinking about how to get out of the world today.

The prince's posture is clearly different from Hua Ruan'er.

After putting down Xuansoft with a chair, Song Qingyan said lightly: "Go and call the imperial doctor to come over." ”

The guard was ordered to leave, and he opened the food box.

As the little girl did last night, put breakfast in front of her in turn: "Eat." ”

The little girl picked up the chopsticks: "Have you eaten?" ”

Song Qingyan snorted.

Xuan Soft ate alone.

Song Qingyan then moved a chair and sat next to him.

Before the imperial doctor arrived, he never made a sound, and the master of the Shangshu Mansion kept kneeling there.

The Imperial Physician was startled when he was brought in by the guards, and then saluted without squinting at his command.

When the old lady saw the imperial doctor come in, she fainted.

"Mother!"

"Grandmother!" Yu Yun'er's expression paused, and she pleaded with Song Qingyan pitifully, "Your Highness, I beg you to let the imperial doctor diagnose Yun'er's grandmother's pulse." ”

Song Qingyan looked at the imperial doctor: "Diagnose Miss Hua's pulse." ”

The imperial doctor stepped forward in response, and the little girl obediently stretched out her wrist.

In the next moment, a brocade was hitched up.

Song Qingyan looked at the old lady lightly and instructed the guards: "Go over and have a look." ”

When the words fell, he looked back at the little girl.

Xuan Ruan was continuing to eat with her left hand, but she was not very flexible with a spoon in her left hand, and she looked clumsy when eating.

Song Qingyan looked at it with no emotion on her face, until she saw that there was too much porridge soup on the corner of her mouth, then she stretched out her hand, took the spoon from her hand and put it down: "The imperial doctor will eat it after reading it." ”