"Second Miss, I want to trouble your lady's clothes, especially the ...... that you pull them apart" The imperial doctor said with a red face, not that he had any beautiful ideas, but that he didn't look at the wound on his chest, and it was difficult to prescribe the right medicine at all.

"You old rascal, don't you know that my mother is the lady of Shuifu!! This is to take advantage of her!! Song Jiaqi said unpleasantly.

The imperial doctor was made to smoke above his head by her questioning tone, he was offered in the palace, when did he receive this kind of anger? Besides, a bewitching person like Wang Xi can't get into his eyes at all!!

"I want to heal your mother's injuries, if you have the ability, you can help her treat her internal injuries yourself." The imperial doctor flicked his sleeves and said, quite determined to leave.

"I ......" Song Jiaqi immediately grabbed his sleeve, she was just angry and didn't choose to say that.

"Imperial Doctor, I cooperate with you, please be sure to cure my mother." Song Jiaqi pleaded, Wang Xi is still the daughter of Wang Yuan, a small official in Jiangnan, and perhaps at a critical time, this identity can also help their mother and daughter get through the difficulties.

"Second Miss, I said ugly things in front, there may be room for turning in the matter of internal injuries, but your mother's hands are completely incomparable to the injuries on your hands."

"Second Miss, you just have a broken bone, you just need to deal with it properly, and you can recover as before, but Madame's hand is completely shattered, and I can't bond the bones that have been shattered with the ability to defy the sky." The imperial doctor is serious, although it would be a bit cruel to say this, but this is a fact after all, and it is better to accept it as soon as possible.

Song Jiaqi was stunned in place, and Wang Xi pounced with all her strength to avoid becoming disabled, but pushed herself into the abyss......

"Is there really no way?" Song Jiaqi didn't give up and said, no matter what kind of medicine is used, as long as Wang Xi's hand can be cured, Shui Fu and her sister who is like a female rakshasa will definitely be willing to spend this money.

The imperial doctor shook his head helplessly, this is not a problem that can be solved by money, he is really powerless.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Wang Xi, who had fallen asleep, coughed heavily, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Second Miss, it's no further now, Madame's injury can't be delayed." The Imperial Physician reminded.

Song Jiaqi gritted her teeth, tore Wang Xi's clothes open, and after the imperial doctor said the sentence: "Offend ......", he began to treat without distractions.

After about a pillar of incense, the imperial doctor breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Madame's internal injuries have been suppressed for the time being, and the external injuries have also been treated, you only need to change the dressing and bandage on time every day, and use the old man's prescription, it will get better in three days, as for the complete recovery, it may take half a month, and there is still this half a month, remember not to let Madame do tiring rough work." ”

"It's hard work, Imperial Doctor." Song Jiaqi said expressionlessly, but in her heart at the moment, she was cursing Song Jiayao for not dying......

"Second Miss, hand to the old man." The imperial doctor said gently, in line with the virtue of saving lives and helping the wounded, no matter how much he thinks that these two young ladies do not please him, he can't see death without saving him.

Song Jiaqi hesitated, and then handed her hand out as if she was at home, but the old imperial doctor checked her five fingers without any distractions, but she pushed her away fiercely, and the whole person sat on the ground without knowing what was happening.

"......" Song Jiaqi knew that she had passed, but for her, who had been possessed by Lin An, she suddenly let a man, and an old man, touch her hand, although it was to check the injury, she was still unacceptable in her heart and felt very disgusting.

The imperial doctor didn't blame her, but he could guess that Song Jiaqi was worried about the difference between men and women......

"Second Miss, why don't you put a scarf on your hand like this, and the old man will check it through the silk scarf, okay?" The imperial doctor said kindly.

Song Jiaqi thought about it, and finally nodded and agreed, with the barrier of the silk scarf, she felt less disgusting, and the imperial doctor avoided embarrassment to each other, quickly bandaged her with medicine, and then resigned.

This is a private matter of Shuifu, so it's better to have less contact.

Song Jiayao, who abused Wang Xi and Song Jiaqi, was happily lying on the chaise longue at the moment, leisurely peeling a lychee and putting it in her mouth to taste it.

For some reason, today's lychee is really sweet, so sweet that it goes to the heart and lungs......

"Qing'er, prepare food, your young lady and I'm hungry." Song Jiayao said excitedly, somehow, after abusing their mother and daughter today, she felt like she was raising her eyebrows and getting revenge.

“？？” Qing'er looked at her puzzled, Miss didn't have breakfast for a long time, why did she have to eat again? But soon I figured it out again, it must be that the more miserable the two of them are, the happier the young lady is.

"Yes, I'll go to the kitchen and tell Miss, do you have any favorite food?" Qing'er smiled and said, she didn't think Song Jiayao was cruel, because if it was cruel, what Wang Xi and Song Jiaqi did to Miss before was even more excessive, but Song Jiayao had a big life, so she didn't die at their poisonous hands.

Song Jiayao smiled playfully, and then reported the names of a lot of dishes, Qing'er heard it, her whole face was sad, the names of these dishes, she also felt so sweet after listening to it!!

Miss's taste is so unique!!

Qing'er thought about it, and finally picked out a few sweet and sour dishes and told the kitchen to do them, and it didn't take long for someone to come in with fragrant and hot meals.

"It smells so good!!" Song Jiayao immediately got down from the comfortable chaise longue, then came to the chair and sat down, and picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs to taste.

The chopsticks fell on the table with a snap, and the ribs also fell, Song Jiayao's mouth was almost burned, Qing'er immediately stepped forward to inspect it, and found that it was not really hot, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, don't worry, no one is robbing you of this......" Qing'er worried, although Miss looks like a child is very cute, but it is too dangerous.

"Got it, how are the two of them, ma'am?" Song Jiayao said curiously, although her attack is not heavy, but if she doesn't die, she will probably have to go to half a life, I hope that the mother and daughter will think clearly, and don't provoke her in the future.

Driving them out of Shuifu is already benevolent and righteous, and if they still refuse to leave here, she really doesn't mind hiring someone to assassinate them.

"I don't know, but the Imperial Doctor has come out of it." Qing'er said truthfully.

"Tell a few subordinates who are quick with their hands and feet to be responsible for the diet of the lady and the second lady, and abuse them in the food, and arrange them according to the identity of the lady." Song Jiayao explained.

Anyway, the mother and daughter can't stay in Shuifu for a long time, and she is still willing to eat these meals......

Qing'er sighed, although the young lady's style of action is a bit like that of Ping'an Hou, saying that the wind is the wind and the rain is the rain, but she is still very kind in her heart......

Madame used to withhold her money, and asked the kitchen to bring the leftovers of the day to the young lady to fill her belly, but now she does not live the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

"By the way, what about my brother?" Song Jiayao said curiously, after Song Anguo went out early in the morning, it seemed that he hadn't come back yet.

Qing'er shook her head, Da Shao hasn't returned yet, it stands to reason that if you go to the early dynasty, the early dynasty should also pass......

"Forget it, my brother is so clever, he won't have any big ......problems," Song Jiayao said confidently, and then refocused her attention on the delicate meal and devoured it.

"Hiccup......" Song Jiayao hiccups regardless of her image, and then Qing'er helped her to lie down on the chaise longue.

"Miss, if you don't know, you'll think you've been pregnant for months." Qing'er joked that Song Jiayao's belly was bulging at the moment, really like a pregnant woman.

"......" Song Jiayao was thundered by Qing'er's metaphor, this little girl will also make fun of her?

"Ahem, your young lady has grown meat, but it's just a little weird." Song Jiayao is serious.

Qing'er didn't laugh and said nothing.

"By the way, what about the painting that Nangong gave me? Where did you put it? Song Jiayao asked, after being caught by Song Anguo last night and returning from a night out with Nangong Jin, she took care of getting out and forgot about this precious painting.

Qing'er also held her chin at this moment and recalled that last night this painting seemed to have been handed over to Zhang San by Hou Ye, and Zhang San finally seemed to be very solemnly handed over to her.

But she really can't remember where to put it now......

Isn't this a joy or sorrow!!

"What's wrong, so many cold sweats?" Song Jiayao raised her hand and touched Qing'er's forehead and asked.

Qing'er looked at her without tears, she might have lost Miss's very important painting, would Miss have divided her into five horses......

"Miss, I remembered, that painting is in Zhang San's hand, I'll go to him to get it back." Qing'er said in a hurry, and after hearing Qing'er's words on the eaves, he was also at a loss at the moment, didn't he hand over the painting to her?

"yes, go ahead, don't be too late." Song Jiayao said softly, judging from Qing'er's dodging eyes, this girl must have forgotten where to put this painting, and then she was afraid that she would scold, so she made an excuse to find it.

It's just that this excuse is well found, and she is still thinking about how to create a chance for the two of them, but she didn't expect this opportunity to be like this.

After Qing'er left like a frightened bird, Zhang San also fell down from the eaves and stood behind her, wanting to open his mouth to call her, but when he turned around and found that his Qing'er stepped forward and covered his mouth.

The weak body, like a daughter who seemed to have nothing, lingered beside Zhang San, making Zhang San blush instantly, and pushed her away and took several steps back.

"Third Brother Zhang, don't talk loudly, let's change places, okay?" Qing'er suggested.

"What's going on, you can't get Miss Miss's painting?" Zhang San affirmed, Qing'er nodded decisively, and then began to ask him for details, and the two finally decided to go together to find it.

Song Jiayao, who had already guessed the truth, also got up from the chaise longue at this moment, stretched her waist, and rummaged in her room...... With Qing'er's occasionally confused nature, she most likely put something in her room, but didn't put it on the designated shelf.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Song Jiayao to find Qing'er's reckless picture scroll in the large vase used as an ornament behind the screen.