Chapter 2 Strange and Familiar

When the eldest princess heard this, her eyes were slightly downcast, and her thoughts coincided with Song Li. The scene was chaotic, and she didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's expressions.

Now that I think about it, the banquet and food are all cooks in the princess's mansion, if it is poisonous, why is it poisoned to Song Li, and the others are fine? And the pastry has not been changed since it was put on the table, and the poisonous pastry will only be changed by someone in the back.

The eldest princess clenched her fists, and a pair of beautiful eyes glanced coldly at the people behind her, "You all take care of today's affairs, don't be the long-tongued woman talking nonsense, you can hear it!" She snorted coldly, and scolded in an unquestionable deep voice.

This is not a decent thing, and it will damage the reputation of the eldest princess's mansion if it is spread out, and besides, it can't be caught by surprise now.

The ladies in the house were all pale with fright in the face of the majesty of the eldest princess. They only complied, tightening their necks for fear of touching the eldest princess's moldy head.

"Li'er, don't worry, my aunt and I will definitely find the person who poisoned you and give you an explanation!"

The crown princess was a little more ruthless, and took Song Li's hand and said seriously.

Song Li nodded, and his eyes suddenly paused when his eyes fell on the princess's peach-like handsome face.

"Li'er?" The crown princess felt Song Li's change and shouted suspiciously.

Song Li snorted, his face a little solemn, "Your Highness shouldn't have drunk that glass of wine just now, it's not good for the child." ”

The crown princess Yintang is clean and bright, but mixed with a few traces of black gas, the wealth palace, the children's palace, and the slave palace are in a particularly good state, especially the children's palace, which is faintly red.

From top to bottom, a person's physiognomy is divided into: good fortune, official fortune, migration, parents, brothers, life palaces, field houses, children, wives and concubines, ill fortunes, wealth and silk, and slaves.

The palace of wealth is the wing of the nose, the palace of the children is the lying silkworm, and the palace of the slave is the jaw.

The changes in the three palaces on the crown princess's face indicate that the crown princess is pregnant, and she will receive a lot of rewards because of her pregnancy, as for the slave palace, Song Li guessed that it was the grandmother who was rewarded by the palace.

And the trace of black qi that lingers in her life palace comes from the outside world, that is, she will encounter some trouble.

But now that there are many people, it's not time for her to remind her.

"Really!" The crown princess paused her hand, looked at Song Li in surprise, a blush gradually appeared on her face, her hand slowly rested on her flat lower abdomen, and a touch of tenderness flowed out of her eyes.

She has been married to the prince for a year, and she has not been conceived, the queen is calm on the surface, but she doesn't know how many prescriptions she has taken behind her back, and she has been waiting for this day for a long time.

If this child is born safely, he will be the eldest son of the prince, and the future will be infinitely beautiful, and she will also sit in the high position of the crown princess because of this child.

"It's like this, but let's ask a doctor to take a look!"

After Song Li finished speaking, the eldest princess directly waved her hand and sent her subordinates to invite the doctor.

"Come to think of it, I've been delayed this month, and I often feel tired, and I thought I was tired and didn't think about it." The crown princess showed a shy smile on her face and looked at Song Li gratefully.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the door.

"My girl, it's scared to death of my old bones!"

An old but powerful voice came, and then an old lady with a scepter in her hand, in good spirits, neatly dressed in silver filigree, trotted in in worry.

She was followed closely by several old women dressed as subordinates.

"Grandmother, I'm fine, you run slowly!"

Song Li lay on the bed, leaned out his upper body, and looked at the visitor worriedly.

The person who came was the old lady of the Zhenguo Mansion, Song Li's grandmother, and the lady of the dynasty.

The old lady ran to Song Li's bed, looked at Song Li, who had a normal complexion, and her sharp eyebrows and eyes instantly relaxed a lot.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's scared to death!"

The old lady sat beside Song Li and stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, looking at Song Li kindly and fearfully, "Has the person who poisoned him found?" If it weren't for the Taoist Chief's foresight to go down the mountain with you, you would be a cold corpse at this time! ”

She felt unlucky when she said this, so she hurriedly whispered the words Buddha don't blame.

"Not yet, but don't worry, the old lady, this palace will definitely give an explanation to the Guogong Mansion!"

The eldest princess swore a promise.

It's a pity that the person who poisoned it in the end has not been found, and this time the poisoning has become a mystery as it was eight years ago.

The eldest princess killed a group of subordinates and gave Song Li a lot of good things, and the matter was settled, of course, this is all later.

Although Song Li was fine, his body was still very weak, and he slowly returned to the house with the support of the old lady.

The Guogong Mansion is adjacent to the Eldest Princess's Mansion, and when you go out, you will find the Guogong Mansion. Not long after returning to the mansion, the prince's mansion sent someone to thank Song Li and give gifts.

Unlike the eldest princess's mansion, most of the supplements sent by the prince's mansion are some supplements.

Song Li leaned on the pear blossom wood carved hollow bed weakly, looked at the gift list sent by the crown princess, and thought to himself that this prince was really generous, there were four hundred years of ginseng, and the rest of the precious medicinal materials were countless.

"Moonlight!"

She put down the gift slip in her hand and shouted towards the courtyard.

Soon, a girl wearing a small green shoulder walked in, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes and whispered, "What's wrong with Miss?" ”

"Keep one copy of this ginseng, and send the rest to the courtyard of my father, grandmother, and brother."

Yingyue is her personal maid, she was selected to take care of her in the house since she was a child, and she was punished for being naughty when she was a child. When she was six years old, she accidentally fell into the water at the palace banquet, and in the cold winter, Yingyue jumped down directly to pull her, and neither of them knew how to be watery. If Yingyue hadn't held her up below, she would have died in the icy lake by the time she was rescued, and Yingyue also froze and left the root of the disease that time, and since then she has secretly vowed to treat Yingyue well.

After she was poisoned and left the house, Yingyue was accepted into the courtyard by the old lady, and every year she will go to see her with the old lady, and she also deliberately learned calligraphy in order to write to her, and now she is back, and Yingyue will naturally return to this pear flower pavilion.

Yingyue glanced at Song Li hesitantly, as if she had something to say, but she still responded shallowly.

Looking at Yingyue's sensible and gentle appearance, Song Li was a little melancholy, "Why did you break up with me after you haven't seen this girl for eight years?" She pulled the brocade quilt on her body and said jokingly.

......Hearing this, Yingyue threw herself directly to the side of the bed and knelt down with Song Li's legs, and said coquettishly: "Isn't the slave worried that Miss will forget me, I just heard that Miss poisoned my intestines and scared me!" ”

"Poof-" Song Li was amused by Yingyue's words.

Worried about intestinal pain?

"I'm worried, I'm worried, why does my intestines still hurt?" She raised her hand and nodded Yingyue's head, her tone full of doting.

"Isn't that worrying!" Yingyue muttered

Song Li looked at the beautiful face like a hibiscus in the moon, and saw that her eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried, and a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

In her previous life, she was an orphan, I don't know if God compensated her, her relatives in this life regarded her as a treasure, and she also harvested Yingyue, a clever girl who was dedicated to the main.

While she was sighing, she suddenly felt a very familiar aura approaching the courtyard, and she was overjoyed, and hurriedly leaned out to look at the half-open door.

"Brother is here!" She chuckled and explained to the suspicious Yingyue.

Yingyue also turned her head to look at the door, "No, I didn't see the child......"

As soon as he finished speaking, two footsteps were heard outside the courtyard, from far to near, and soon two tall figures appeared outside the half-hidden door.

"Childe." Yingyue glanced at Song Li strangely, secretly sighed at Song Li's superhuman perception, stood up and blessed, and then her eyes fell on the cyan figure, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, she hurriedly lowered her head, and shouted nervously: "The world...... Shizi! ”

Song Li looked at Song Huaijin's side, the handsome figure standing in the backlight, his breathing tightened, and his dark eyes bloomed with a touch of surprise like fireworks.

There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding......

She silently recited this poem in her heart, and was in a trance for a while.

When she first read the Book of Poetry, she was also curious about how a peerless person could make a poet write poems like cutting, learning, pondering, and grinding......

Song Li has seen a lot of beautiful men, and in the 21st century, none of those traffic small fresh meat wearing ancient costumes are white-faced Xiaosheng, but they all look a little overshadowed in front of this person.

He was dressed in a cyan and silver dark striped robe, his modified figure became taller and more slender, wearing a white jade lotus hair crown, and a mutton fat jade pendant on his waist.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, the eyes are like stars, the lips are bright, the teeth are beautiful, just like the immortals who came out of the painting, and the natural and luxurious temperament reveals a bit of elegance and a bit of inviolable coldness.

Even Song Huaijin, who is known as a beautiful man, is not as dazzling as this person.

Seeing Song Li looking at him blankly, the man's lips hooked, a very faint smile appeared on his handsome face, nodded friendlyly, walked to the table and sat down, calmly accepting Song Li's gaze.

"Miss......" Yingyue whispered to remind Song Li, who was out of shape.

Then he stepped forward with small steps to pour tea for the man.

Song Li suddenly came back to his senses, and a moment of embarrassment flashed on his face.

"Little sister, are you alright?"

Song Huaijin asked out loud, Song Li then set his eyes on Song Huaijin, Song Huaijin and Song Li's mother, the facial features are eight points similar, I saw that he was wearing a blue robe, revealing a literati atmosphere all over his body.

"Brother, don't worry, Master has already detoxified the poison for me, now I am just a little weak in my hands and feet, just rest for a while."

She replied to Song Huaijin's words, but her eyes frequently fell on the cyan figure in front of the table.

Song Huaijin snorted, his eyebrows relaxed, and when he saw Song Li's flickering gaze from time to time, he chuckled and said funny: "Don't look at it, your eyes are about to fly to the world." ”

Who?

Which family, why doesn't she remember?

Seeing Song Li's dazed face, Song Huaijin's smile stiffened, "King Jing's son Chu Rong, Qi Yu, don't you remember?" He reminded.

But Song Li was still at a loss.

She slowly chewed the word Chu Rong in her heart, but she didn't have any memory of these two words in her heart.

But there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity.