Liu Yanping came in and gave him another injection, and Kangjue's complexion became much better.

"Did you sleep well at night?" In the dining room, Mu Qingao gently looked at Song Qingyun who lowered his head and picked up porridge, his eyes were full of doting.

At least in the matter of caring for Kangjue, Mu Qingao gave her full trust and understanding. He knew her, and he was the least willing to owe favors to others, and half of Kangjue's injuries were due to the overwhelming attack of the wolves when he saved her.

"Well, it's uncomfortable, it's not as comfortable as sleeping on the kang at home."

The golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as their own kennels, and now the situation is stable, she is eager to return to Liujia Village, breathe the fragrant air there, and talk to the fat sister-in-law and Liu Wangshi to add fun to life.

"I've wronged you." In addition, Mu Qingao couldn't find other words to comfort her, it was he who dragged her and Doubao down, causing the two of them to live a life of exile like himself.

They stayed in the palace for three days, and on the last day Kangjue recovered most of his energy, and was able to walk slowly on the ground with his shoes on.

In the past three days, Liu Yanping has been doing his best to treat him, and the imperial doctors in the palace were scolded by Kang Jue's bloody head, and they were silent one by one, and they were willing to fight behind Liu Yanping.

Kang Jue, who is a little energetic, changes the law and tosses the servants in the palace.

The little girl who served Song Qingyun was crying with swollen eyes like peaches, and when she came in to bring her hot water, she found that Mu Qingao was also there, and she was suddenly so ashamed that her face was flushed, and she didn't dare to look at it.

"I said you better go back to your own room, Doubao should go to bed too." Seeing this, Song Qingyun glanced at Mu Qingao playfully, and said with a smile.

There is no way, because of the appearance of Mu Qingao, the little girls in the palace seem to have ushered in spring in advance.

In the past, no one was willing to work in Kangjue's dormitory, for fear that they would not do well, and if they did not enter Kangjue's eyes, it would be light to scold, and they were most afraid of being beaten, so the little girls would rather do some hard work and stay away from scumbags.

Now the form is different, and Mu Qingao's appearance is not an exaggeration to describe it as a mortal.

He was humble, soft-spoken, and kind-hearted, even if they broke something, he just smiled faintly, and was not harsh.

For a while, the palace maids rushed to serve Mu Qingao, and even with Song Qingyun and Doubao, they were all cared for and treated, and they were really VIPs.

"What are you crazy about?" Qingyun rolled up his sleeves and tested the water temperature, beckoning Doubao to come over and wash his face.

The little girl pouted in fear, not daring to answer Song Qingyun's question.

"There are no outsiders here, just say anything you have grievances."

The little girl's nose was sore, and her tears were like the flood that opened the floodgates, endlessly.

“…… In fact, madam, if you really pity us, you might as well go to the king's palace for a walk, so that we can suffer less grievances. ”

The reason for Kangjue's moodiness, Song Qingyun knew it in his heart. It's nothing more than inviting herself to dine with him again and again, but she doesn't give face, so Kang Jue began to take people down and make it for Song Qingyun to see.

Childish, ridiculously childish.

Look at the prince of Jing, the jade tree is in the wind, the abundance is handsome, and he grabs the hearts of the girls in the palace without saying a word.

Alas, why is it that the heart is a little uncomfortable?

Song Qingyun took a long breath, and after washing Doubao, the kid struggled and said that he wanted to sleep with Mu Qingao at night.

Song Qingyun had no choice but to cheekily ask Mu Qingao if she could help her take care of the child overnight, but he didn't expect him to agree without hesitation.

"Actually, I'm very big here, so it doesn't matter if I sleep with one more person."

Song Qingyun didn't understand the meaning of his words, and looked inside as he spoke, "Really?" Your bed is indeed big enough to be comfortable to sleep on. ”

Sure enough, the treatment of the prince of the neighboring country is better than that of the village women of the neighboring country, Song Qingyun retracted his eyes enviously, and bumped into Mu Qingao's inexplicable smile.

“…… What are you doing with this expression? ”

"Ahem, I said it, I don't mind having one more person, and I don't think Doubao will mind either."

Even the red-faced little girl next to her understood the meaning of his words, and covered her mouth and smiled, Song Qingyun suddenly became calm.

She glanced at Mu Qingao, who suddenly became improper, and said, "My son is going to pee in the middle of the night, and the prince remembers to wake him up, otherwise just wait for the water to flood the golden mountain." ”

After speaking, he turned his head angrily and left, counting the "shameless" Jing Wangye who would be "shameless" to her while walking.

"Madame is really in the midst of blessings and does not know blessings." The little girl behind her couldn't help but sigh.

Song Qingyun turned his head, looked at the little girl who was still immersed in fantasy, and suddenly asked curiously, "Why haven't you seen Luoyin to serve Kangjue in the past few days?" ”

"Huh?" The little girl came back to her senses, and it took a while to react, "Miss Luoyin has been grounded, and the king will not allow her to step into the king's bedroom for another half step." ”

Song Qingyun suddenly became interested, and the eighth woman leaned her head and asked, "Why?" I see that your king's face is dissatisfied, is it that Miss Luoyin can't satisfy him? ”

The little girl blushed suddenly, she never expected that Mrs. Song, who seemed to be innocent, would speak so explicitly, people are still women in the boudoir, and sure enough, the woman who gave birth to a child is more tough.

"This ...... I am a subordinate and don't know much, but I saw Miss Luoyin crying and running out of the king's bedroom, and later there was a private rumor from the internal officials that Miss Luoyin was punished by the king. ”

"What day? How did I not know? ”

"It's the first night Madame came, and it's almost ugly."

Song Qingyun scratched her chin and tried to think about it for a long time, she has been in this era for several years, and she still doesn't understand the problem of time, the little girl said that she was driven away by Kang Jue that night, could it be that he woke up that night?

Song Qingyun suddenly had a thrill, with Kangjue's urine, after waking up, he found that he was sleeping on the beauty couch, and the cliff would not be a decent man and a gentleman and do nothing, did he kiss himself or touch himself?

She suddenly felt that there were thousands of worms crawling all over her body, and she was itching from the inside out.

"Madame, what's wrong with you?" The little girl looked at her curiously and twisted her body from side to side, seemingly uncomfortable.

"You take me to Luoyin's room, I haven't seen her for days, I miss her."

She had to find out what had happened that night, and if Conjue had done something unforgivable to herself, she would never have left it at that.

It was dark in the palace, and the little girl took her to the door of the sound room with her several laps, and there was a dim lamp lit inside, and there was a faint lonely piano sound.

"You go somewhere else and wait for me first, or I won't find my way back."

"Madame, don't worry, I'll wait in the ear room, they haven't slept at this time, maybe they get together to play money." The little girl is very clever, and the joy of the deep light clouds.

Thinking that he might not be able to hear the sound of knocking on the door, Song Qingyun shouted symbolically, pushed the door in, and was greeted by a sweet and greasy aroma.

"What are you doing?" Song Qingyun smelled a little disgusted, since she started operating sauce meat, her nose has become very sensitive, and she can't love some rouge gouache at all, she is even more cold and fragrant, just like the plum fragrance on Mu Qingao's body.

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