Hearing Feng say this, she agreed to use blood to identify her relatives to discern whether the Chen Bilian in front of her was the granddaughter of the old uncle of Jinan.

Before Song Jin could speak, Feng on the side carefully looked at Chen Bilian behind Song Jin.

"The method that Miss Song said is indeed feasible. It's just that the old lady and the old lady of my family went to live in the Miaoshan Xianguan outside the city, and the eldest and second masters of my family also followed to accompany them, and I was the only one in charge of the house. ”

"It's better to let this Miss Chen live in the mansion first, and after my old lady and old lady come back, I invited Miss Song to come over, and used a drop of blood to recognize her relatives to identify whether this Miss Chen is the granddaughter of my old lady."

Feng's tone was extremely polite, without half a point of contempt.

Although it is still impossible to conclude that the Chen Bilian in front of her is the granddaughter of the old uncle of Jinan Bofu.

But it would be great if Chen Bilian could live first, give her a place to live, no longer live on the streets, and sleep in the open.

Chen Bilian nodded and agreed.

Feng asked his subordinates to take Song Jin and Chen Bilian into the house, and a maid led the way in front and temporarily arranged a place for Chen Bilian to live.

It is a small courtyard, next to the garden in the backyard of Bofu, near the market next to the laneway.

Although it is close to the market, the people in the city will come to the morning market in the morning, and it will be a little noisy at that time, but after all, Chen Bilian is given a place to shelter from the wind and rain, at least there is no need to be displaced and sleep in the open.

"Miss Chen, you can stay here for the time being! That Mrs. Feng, I look at it, I don't look like a person with a bad heart. ”

"Since you are the granddaughter of the old uncle, then Mrs. Feng, logically speaking, is also your aunt. She'll let people take good care of you. ”

Song Jin explained a few words to Chen Bilian, and was about to leave Jinan Bofu and go home.

Seeing that Song Jin seemed to be leaving, Chen Bilian grabbed Song Jin's sleeve tightly, intending to thank her.

"Miss Song, thank you! If it weren't for your help, I might have been taken to Piaoxiangyuan by now! ”

"Miss Song's great kindness, Bilian has nothing to repay in this life, please accept my worship!"

Before Song Jin could react, Chen Bilian knelt on the ground and gave Song Jin a big salute.

If it weren't for the fact that she was a poor girl who was treated badly by her stepmother and almost sold to the Chu Pavilion of Qinlou, Song Jin would not have helped her for no reason.

But since I helped her, I simply helped her to the end at one time.

"Miss Chen, you stay in the Bofu first, and when the old lady of Jinan comes back, I will come over again and help Miss Chen drip blood to recognize her relatives."

Song Jin explained a few more words, let the maid of the Bofu lead the way, and sent her back.

After returning home, Song Jin first went back to Cuiweiju, washed up, and changed her clothes, and the Zhao family sent Mrs. Li to invite her over.

"Girl, the British Duchess came to the door again today, but not for anything else, but to pick up the silk peony embroidery screen embroidered by Mrs. Tuo a few days ago."

The British duchess had a long conversation with her lady in the peace of mind, and praised the girl a few words in the words, saying that when she entered the palace to greet the princess, she saw the girl beside the princess, and said that the girl was a smart and clever girl. She liked the girl at first sight and liked it very much. ”

Mrs. Li walked in front of Song Jin, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and told Song Jin a lot.

Song Jin let out an "oh" in response.

But in the bottom of his heart, he secretly said that the grandson concubine Sun said that the British duchess is a person who can be socialized, which is really good.

Presumably, the British duchess had just left the palace and came to their Song family.

It's a pity that Song Jin went to the outskirts of Beijing for something, and took Chen Bilian to Shengyu Lane, delayed for some hours, and didn't return home in time, so he didn't see the British duchess.

In Anxinzhai, Zhao sat on the soft couch in the room, peeling the lychees brought by the maid, and Song Qianxing sat on the stool and chair beside him, also peeling lychees.

These lychees were sent out of the palace by Song Yun.

It was a tribute from Lingnan, and the crown princess rewarded a few baskets, and Song Yun asked someone to send them back to the house.

Song Qianxing came over today, and he also came for these baskets of lychees.

Gobbled up a few shelled lychees, and before Song Jin could come, Song Qianxing opened his mouth.

"I heard from the people of the Zhang family that the little sister entered the palace to ask the princess for peace this time, and was appreciated by the princess, and the princess praised the little sister in front of several nobles."

Later, the little sister will come over, and the mother will have to remind her a few words, don't think that the princess will praise her a few words, and her tail will be lifted to the sky. ”

Zhao nodded, glanced out of the room, looked back again, and replied.

"These words, even if I don't remind your little sister, your little sister also knows. After your little sister fell seriously ill, it was like she had opened her mind, and she had her own ideas for doing things, so I didn't need to worry too much. ”

"Don't worry about her all the time, live your own life."

When Zhao said this, Song Qianxing suddenly sighed. "I don't need to be reminded by my mother, my son also knows. It's just that Ah Sheng told me that she wanted a child, and I have been in the Zhang family for so many years, and Ah Sheng has never been pregnant. She even suspected that something was wrong with me. But how come? I'm a strong-blooded man, how can something go wrong there?"

Because Song Qianxing's next words involved personal privacy, Zhao glanced at the maid who was waiting in the house.

The maids understood what Zhao meant and retreated one after another.

After seeing the maid in the house gone, Zhao dared to lower his voice and asked his son a few words.

"Son, what the hell is your problem? Or is it that Zhang Sheng's problem?"

"I've heard from others that these days, Mrs. Peng Chengbo heard that the Guanyin Temple outside the city is extremely effective, and she has taken Zhang Sheng to go to it a few times in private, and she also bought a few child charms."

Although Zhao and Song Qianxing are mother and son, but when Zhao asks such a thing, Song Qianxing's face is still half red.

He was a little embarrassed, he thought, it shouldn't be his own problem.

"Mother, my son is an upright man who stands up to the sky, how can it be a son's problem? It must be Sheng'er's problem?"

Mrs. Peng Chengbo told her son that if Sheng'er really couldn't give birth to a child, she would let Sheng'er go to the Tzu Chi Monastery in Beijing and come back with the child to add joy. Maybe as soon as she comes back with the child, Sheng'er will be pregnant. ”

Song Qianxing's voice was extremely low, except for the Zhao family beside him, others could not hear it.

"How's that going to work? The children of Tzu Chi Monastery are not born to you and Zhang Sheng? After being hugged back like this, Zhang Sheng will have a child in the future, so how should this child who is taken back deal with himself?"

"I'd better have someone find you a doctor! After all, your father was also in that place back then, and how many pairs of Chinese medicine he took gradually improved. Maybe you've inherited your father's disease! ”

When Zhao's words fell, he was going to call the maid who was waiting outside to come in and ask the doctor to come back.

Song Qianxing's face was green for a while, white for a while, and obviously he hadn't come out of the shock yet.

My mother actually asked the doctor to come back and show him the illness there, what is the matter?

He is a manly man, could it be that something went wrong?

"You will stay in the house today and come back after dinner! The doctor I asked the girl to ask for is the doctor who treated your father back then! ”

"That doctor is an expert in this area, how many newlyweds have been married for more than ten years, have no children, and after taking a few medicines prescribed by him, they have miraculously recovered."

Zhao explained to Song Qianxing, called the maid in, gave a few instructions, and asked the maid to ask for a doctor.

And Song Qianxing's face was still in shock.

Song Jin entered Anxinzhai and saw Song Qianxing sitting in the room, and was a little surprised. My mother actually invited my eldest brother over today, is there anything to discuss?

Before she entered the house, she heard Song Qianxing and Zhao muttering in the house for a while, but she didn't hear it clearly, and vaguely heard a few words, asking for a doctor or something.

Isn't the eldest brother sick?

Do you want to ask a doctor to go home for treatment?

Song Jin raised his eyes and looked at Song Qianxing, who was sitting on a stool and chair not far from the Zhao family, and saw that his face was ruddy, and his spirit was terrifying, not like he was sick.

But it's hard to keep the disease inside, not outside.

"Brother, I just heard you and your mother muttering in the house for a long time, what are you two discussing? My mother wants to ask my eldest brother for a doctor, but I look at my eldest brother's appearance, and it doesn't look like he is sick?"

Unable to hold back the curiosity in his heart, Song Jin still opened his mouth.

Hearing Song Jin ask like this, Song Qianxing smiled a few times without smiling.

Xiaomei asked, how do you want him to answer?

Could it be that I told my little sister that the reason why my mother wanted to invite a doctor back was to show him what was wrong there?

No, no, no, he couldn't say these words.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Qianxing still stammered.

"Little sister, the eldest brother has caught a cold in the past few days, so I just talked to my mother, and my mother has to find a doctor to take a look at me! The eldest brother couldn't resist his mother for a while, so he agreed. ”

After saying that, Song Qianxing deliberately coughed a few times, trying to convince Song Jin that he really wanted to invite the doctor into the mansion because of the wind and cold, not because of the side.

Song Qianxing's acting skills are a bit stereotypical, and Song Jin can see through it at a glance.

Song Qianxing didn't get any wind chill at all, seeing that his face was so ruddy and his breathing was so even, where did he look like he was sick?

But my mother insisted on inviting the doctor back to see the eldest brother, what was this for?

"Jin'er, don't ask your eldest brother! Your eldest brother was sick, so I asked the maid to invite a doctor back! Your eldest brother's illness is not on the outside, but here, you need to take care of it. ”

In order not to let Song Jin continue to ask, Zhao helped Song Qian and covered up a few words.

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