Mu Qingao just used dull and mediocre words to describe the hundred-year-old tea tree on Pingshan, which had already aroused Song Qingyun's strong interest.

By the time she finally arranged the affairs in the mansion in order, more than half a month had passed.

In the past half a month, she has lost a lot of weight. Obviously, she eats a lot at every meal, but because she wants to do everything herself, she walks tens of thousands of steps a day, which is more tiring than her planting rice in Liujia Village, and she lies in bed at night like a dead pig, without even a reflexive action.

After being busy, she should give herself a vacation to rest, it just so happens that the weather is good these days, the sky is clear, the wind is light, she discussed with Mu Qingao, and wanted to go to Pingshan to have a look.

"Bring the red lotus, doesn't she want to make tea dew? Let her get what she wants, and don't think I'm not kind. ”

So after eating on this day, Song Qingyun took Sister Yin'er, followed by Guo's mother, Ah Fu, Jin Niang, Xiaohong, Xiaolu, Honglian and others, and went straight to Pingshan.

Su Yi and Yunxi Yunhua sisters had been waiting at the gate of the mountain for a long time, and as soon as Song Qingyun's carriage arrived, they asked the people who came here to avoid it, so as not to scare the little princess.

"You are using your power for personal gain, be careful that the prince knows how to punish you."

"Madam, it was the prince who asked his subordinates to do this." Qingyun said expressionlessly.

Qingyun sighed and said, "You girl is really boring, she always has a preachy face, and she hasn't known how to be humorous after being with me for so long." ”

Su Yi pulled the corners of her mouth very cooperatively, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

"Okay, you're like this, it's really hard to get married!" Song Qingyun sighed, turned around and saw the Yun family sisters again, and suddenly one of them was two big, and all three of them were excellent girls of marriageable age, and they couldn't find a man who was willing to marry them because of their extraordinary skills.

Why don't you hold a martial arts competition for the three of them? Song Qingyun, who had a flash of brain, was very satisfied with his thoughts, after reading several books, his ideas became more and more unique.

"Madam, you have told me several times, and I am ready, just waiting for the messenger to bring it back."

"Qingqing must have suffered a lot of sins, and I don't know if she has milk now, and if the child is enough to eat......"

Before she finished speaking, Guo's mother couldn't help but cover her mouth, "Madam, the General's Mansion should have prepared a nurse a long time ago, Mrs. Ye has just given birth, and her body is weak, how can she breastfeed the child herself?" ”

"Huh?" Song Qingyun never thought that the child he gave birth to would be handed over to another woman to feed.

After Mu Qingao came back, Song Qingyun couldn't wait to ask him if his unborn child would also have to find a nurse to feed him.

"Yes, I have asked someone to find a few honest and reliable nurses with innocent family backgrounds."

"Why don't you discuss this with me?"

Mu Qingao was stunned, it was Guo's mother who reminded him that he should find a good nurse, in case the child would be born early, and he would be in a hurry at that time, for fear that both the child and the adult would suffer.

"I want to feed my own children, and when I first gave birth to Doubao, I raised it myself."

Song Qingyun's mind couldn't turn around for a while, she felt that whoever fed the child would kiss the child in the future. Besides, there is no medical examination in this era, what if the woman who is found has any infectious disease?

Mu Qingao looked at her in embarrassment, "Master Bai said that after you give birth, I'm afraid you will have to drink a few pairs of decoctions to consolidate your vitality, and then you won't be able to breastfeed the child yourself." ”

Is there such a thing? Why didn't he tell himself before?

Seeing that Song Qingyun's gaze was a little suspicious, Mu Qingao probed his throat and said, "I still have something to do, I'll come back to eat with you later." ”

Mu Qingao hurried back to the outer courtyard, just to see Master Bai successfully dispense the antidote to Song Qingyun with his own eyes.

Several imperial doctors from the palace have been living in Gusu for more than three months, and now they have finally waited for life-saving herbs, and they have watched Master Bai extinguish the charcoal fire in the clay oven one by one, and a pot of black and sticky plasters is presented in front of everyone.

"Who wants to try it?" Master Bai, who had a jumping temperament, deliberately pinched his nose and asked, and everyone looked at each other in shock.

"Haha, just kidding, you guys who are on errands in the palace, why don't you have a little humor?"

Who can be happy at this time? Master Bai, who is used to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, has this mood.

"Master Bai, when the medicine is cold, give it to me first." Mu Qingao said firmly.

"Lord, this can't be helped." The imperial physicians knelt down and begged in fear.

If something happens to the prince again, all of them will not be able to eat and walk around.

"Needless to say, when it comes to Qingyun, I won't trust the second person."

Master Bai scratched his chin and said, "Actually, the prince doesn't need to be like this, I can understand your feelings, it is a medicine that is three parts poison, and you don't have the residual poison left by Xie Chen that day, and using it can cause unnecessary trouble." ”

"What does the master mean?" Mu Qingao asked in a deep voice.

"I am very confident in my medical skills, I can try to rub less on the acupuncture points on my wife's wrists and ankles tonight, if there are no adverse reactions, I can use it boldly with confidence."

Is this okay? Prince Jing's eyes were obviously suspicious and dissatisfied.

Master Bai patted his chest and assured that he had been bitten by various poisonous insects in the mountains of Gusu all these years, just to understand the poison that Xie Chen had prepared, if he couldn't even cure Song Qingyun's illness, he would be alive, anyway, applying a small amount of ointment to his wrists and ankles would not have much reaction, and he would not hurt the fetus in his womb, and he would not be able to solve the residual poison on her body, so he would commit suicide by hanging himself, and he would not be able to see Jiangdong's father without shame.

King Jing was forced by him like this, so he had to endure the pain and bring the ointment back to the room, and when the two of them had eaten and washed, Mu Qingao took it out.

"What is this? It can't be for me, right? I've been in good health recently, and although my memory is sometimes biased, Master Bai also said that it will be fine when I give birth. ”

"This is an ointment for you to reduce the fire, only apply it to your wrists and ankles for a quarter of an hour, it is dry and dry in spring, it is better to be careful."

Seeing him say this, Song Qingyun didn't refute his kindness, so he stretched out his arms and feet, Mu Qingao was so nervous that his hands trembled, afraid that Song Qingyun would see the clues, and he tried several times to control his emotions.

"Is there any herbs such as mint added to the ointment, it is cold and cold, and it is very comfortable." After wiping it on, she couldn't move, her belly was big, and she was lying on the chaise longue couch on all fours, looking delicate and ridiculous.

Mu Qingao stared at her nervously, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Song Qingyun deliberately made a bad way, "It's uncomfortable here." She nununed her mouth and gestured to her stomach.

"I don't know if I'm pregnant with a child or a monkey, I can't stop tossing all day long, when I'm pregnant with Doubao, I've never been so tired."

Mu Qingao couldn't cry or laugh, put her legs on her knees, and took the opportunity to rub her.

"How can anyone say that he is pregnant with a monkey? There is already a earth-shaking one in the house, wouldn't it be more lively to have another one? ”

When the two talked about Doubao, Song Qingyun's face showed a smile of relief.