"Ah Ge, you're awake. How does it feel? Duan Wangchen was holding a bowl of boiled millet porridge in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face when he saw her wake up.

"It's much better."

She bowed her head, pulled up her shirt from her wrists, and showed it to him herself. Seeing that the red marks on it had faded, he opened the corners of his eyes, blew the porridge in his hand, and fed her personally.

"Don't worry, I have personally inquired about this matter, and she won't dare to embarrass you again during this time." Duan Wangchen handed the empty bowl in his hand to Fu Rou and wiped the corners of her mouth with a cloth towel.

Song Qingge pursed her lips, with a hint of haggard in her eyes, "She once said that she would drive me out of the Hou Mansion." Now that she is married to Duan Wangchen, she doesn't want to hide anything from him anymore.

Duan Wangchen sighed, "Yin'er, she was from a famous family, I used to think that her temperament would just be arrogant and willful, and she would not give birth to these incidents, it seems that I was negligent." ”

This time, he was completely on Song Qingge's side, and he did not defend Jiang Wanyin in his words.

After a moment of silence, he still spoke out to persuade her, "It's just that she is always the main room, you still have to get along well in the future, don't make too much trouble." ”

Song Qingge blinked her curled eyelashes, "I can promise you, but if she makes me stumble, I won't be stupid and endure it." ”

"Okay." Duan Wangchen opened the corners of his mouth and agreed to her wishes.

"Master Hou, the eldest lady sent someone to send a box of ginseng medicine, saying that it was for the second lady to replenish her body." The waiter walked to the edge of the soft couch with a box of ginseng in his hand.

"I didn't admit what I did, but I knew that Xianqin was coming, so take it and put it away." Duan Wangchen glanced at it, and his tone was full of displeasure.

Song Qingge grabbed his hand, and there was a hint of relief in the corner of his eye.

"Yes."

The waiter took the ginseng medicine and retreated.

After Song Qingge fell asleep, he left from her Zhuyun Garden.

After spending the night in Guan Ju Pavilion that night, Luo Jingsheng's cold disease recurred, and the cold at the end of February made him very uncomfortable, and he had been hanging on a bowl of soup and medicine.

Yufeng pushed open the door, walked into the room that was warm and roasted by charcoal, and leaned towards him, "Childe, the fourth prince is here, do you want to send him away?" ”

He was still wrapped in a brocade quilt and lying on the soft couch, looking very haggard.

"No, you help me up."

He propped himself up on the edge of the bed and sat up.

"You really shouldn't have stayed in Guan Ju Pavilion that night, so the cold in your body came out again." The cold on his body has only been dispelled for about half a year, and it will recur if he is not careful.

"When did you become so verbose?"

Luo Jingsheng teased him, he is such a cold person, and it really makes him uncomfortable to suddenly say such things at this moment.

Yu Feng was dressing him while chattering, "I'm thinking about you, how long have you been in this Chang'an City, and in the future..."

"Come on, go and invite the four princes in."

Luo Jingsheng interrupted him and straightened the blue placket of his cuffs.

"Yes."

Yufeng had no choice but to retreat first.

"Knowing that the son is sick, the king came to visit." As soon as he entered the door, Xuanyuan Jing exchanged pleasantries with Luo Jingsheng.

Immediately, Qi Yuanzhao stepped forward from behind and handed the medicine he brought to Yu Feng's hand, "This is what the fourth prince ordered the old slave to go to the Tai Hospital to get, they are all good tonics, and after boiling, you can give it to Luo Gongzi to drink." ”

"Jing Sheng thanked the four princes."

Luo Jingsheng leaned over slightly and thanked him.

"Childe doesn't have to refuse to be so polite, he still needs to rely on your guidance in the future." Xuanyuan Jing was very respectful to him, and he didn't even have to give a big gift.

Since the last time Luo Jingsheng personally went to his mansion to ask him to marry Song Qingge and Duan Wangchen, the mustard between the two of them has disappeared a lot.

Xuanyuan Jing knew in his heart that if he wanted to ascend to the throne smoothly, he would have to get his help.

The disciples of Wuluan Mountain have always had such a mission.