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On the ebony tray, next to the white porcelain medicine bowl, a candied fruit was placed.

As soon as Chunqing saw Bai Shao, she immediately cried and mourned.

Ersong Hui stood up a little heavily, paced to the window, looked through the window at the trees that had grown outside, and thought about his thoughts.

If the second uncle really wants to use a few friends he knows to use the forces of the rivers and lakes to eradicate Xu Youchang, maybe Xu Youchang will use the facts to tell him who has the final say in this Jianghu.

He's really looking forward to it!

Although Xu Youchang's past cannot be found, but after analyzing what is found now, Song Hui faintly feels that Xu Youchang's background in the rivers and lakes is unfathomable.

What Song Hui is worried about now is Chunqing.

If the second uncle jumps over the wall in a hurry, he will attack Chunqing and use Chunqing as a hostage to blackmail him......

As soon as he thought of this very likely thing, Song Hui hated it violently, his fists clenched, and there was a dark haze in his gaze looking into the distance, which could not be blown away, and his lips that were pursed into a line were as resolute as iron.

Chunqing held Dong Cunrui's mentality of blowing up the bunker and Huang Jiguang blocking the gun's eyes, and picked up the medicine bowl in the tray.

"Grandma, drink it quickly, the medicine is going to be cold!" Bai Shao urged Wen Yan.

But in my heart, I was wide-eyed, grandma, you are really enough, why don't you just drink a medicine, as for the expression of solemnity!

And you've been staring at this medicine bowl for almost a quarter of an hour, okay?

Although this was Bai Shao's heart, she didn't really say it, but Chunqing still understood it at a glance in her heart.

glanced at Bai Shao, gritted his teeth and said, "Whoever drinks medicine knows bitterness!" You're not me, how do you know how miserable I am! ”

"You have to drink the bitterness, Doctor Qiao......"

"Don't drink it if it's bitter......"

Bai Shao and Song Hui said in unison, and when they heard Song Hui speak, Bai Shao immediately stopped looking at Chunqing.

Song Hui knew best that Chunqing was afraid of hardship, and she was not really sick, so why bother herself like this.

Raised his feet and walked to Chunqing, the haze in his eyes had already dissipated, and only a pulse looked at Chunqing gently, "Don't drink this medicine, grandmother won't be suspicious, there is me!" ”

In the face of Song Hui's gentleness and thoughtfulness, Chunqing was about to cry.

Xianggong, your daughter-in-law drinks medicine to cure diseases and protect the fetus! How can it be said that if you don't drink it, you can't drink it?

Chunqing looked up at Song Hui, "I'm playing with Bai Shao, it's really so unpleasant!" ”

After speaking, Chunqingda had a tragic aura that the strong man would never return, and raised his head to dry the bowl of medicinal soup!

I cried silently in my heart, my dear mother!

This is the most intolerable thing for Chunqing to travel to ancient times, and when she is well and can walk, she must go to IKEA.

Chunqing always felt that the young owner of IKEA was traveling through space, and I didn't know if there were modern Western tablets and Chinese patent medicines in his space!

After drinking the medicine, Chunqing quickly grabbed the candied fruit and put it in her mouth before she couldn't hold back her crying, but her face was white and scary.

After Bai Shao left with the medicine bowl, Song Hui sat down next to Chunqing again, held Chunqing's hand, and said thoughtfully: "Seriously, this medicine is hard to drink, so don't drink it." ”

Chunqing tried to show a bright smile on her face, "It's not hard to drink, I may fall in love with drinking medicine, I think it's better than juice!" It's true! ”

God, if you say such a disobedient lie, you should be struck by lightning!

Song Hui was dumbfounded, raised his hand and touched Chunqing's forehead, "Don't burn, why are you talking nonsense, it's over, my daughter-in-law is stupid for drinking medicine!" ”

Chunqing sneered and knocked Song Hui's hand on his forehead off, "You're stupid!" ”

Song Hui still looked at Chunqing sympathetically with the expression of a little fool, and said to her stomach: "Child, don't learn from your mother!" ”

The two of them chatted a few words, and the topic gradually returned to Xu Youchang.

"If you want to overturn the case for Xu Youchang and his father, you must let the emperor stop investigating Xu Youchang's deception, so that the rest of the matter can be on the right track, otherwise everything will be in vain!" Song Hui left the bed, sat down on a Taishi chair opposite Chunqing, got a cup of tea, looked at the thick tea, and said slowly.

"The case he committed is not small, the emperor can let you personally investigate his case secretly, which shows the degree of attention, how can you easily not pursue it." Chunqing tucked the corner and said worriedly.

Since she got sick, she has become more and more chilly.

It was already summer, but she was still wearing padded clothes, sitting on the bed, and she had to cover a big quilt that was only covered in winter.

When Song Hui asked, Chunqing bullied Song Hui for not understanding, and prevaricated him with the idea that this was a normal pregnancy, and Song Hui really believed it.

Song Hui played with the lid of the teacup, his two long eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed with confidence.

"It's not easy, but it's not impossible." Song Hui smiled at the corner of his mouth and said.

Listening to his tone, Chunqing's eyes suddenly lit up and asked, "Do you have a way?" ”

"There are missions from Liaodong and South Vietnam coming next month, and there will be two missions at once, and there will definitely be a chance for Xu Youchang at that time!"

Chunqing listened inexplicably, what did the mission do to Xu Youchang!

Looking at Chunqing's blank expression gently, Song Hui smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth and slowly explained to her.

"This time is a good season for the grass warbler to fly in Liaodong, in previous years, the Liaodong delegation came to avoid this season, but this year I chose this time."

Although Chunqing doesn't understand politics, she also knows that when people come at the most suitable time for them to recuperate, something big must happen.

"And South Vietnam, there has been no mission for several years, but this time it is seventy or eighty people at once!" Song Hui looked down at the tea leaves fluttering in the teacup, his eyes slowly rolling.

"Is it just a coincidence that Liaodong and South Vietnam, one in the northeast and the other in the southwest, came to Kyoto on the same day?"

Song Hui's voice was a little low, as if he was talking to Chunqing, and it seemed to be talking to himself.

After saying that, Song Hui looked at the tea and was silent, knowing that Song Hui was thinking about things, Chunqing didn't say anything to disturb him.

In my heart, I felt that this time Nanyue and Liaodong came to do things.

Chunqing couldn't help but feel guilty, they came to do something, if they didn't agree, wouldn't they want to go to war!

Song Hui is now the general of the Fenggu battalion, which was specially formed to deal with the war in Liaodong.

At the thought of Song Hui going to the battlefield where the sword has no eyes, Chunqing's heart hurt as if he was being cut by a rusty blunt knife.

Just when Chunqing was full of sorrow, the second room of the Zhenguo Mansion was jumping.

Since Tian was locked to the West Cross Courtyard by the old lady with a big lock, the maids and servants in the second room were no longer restrained, and they became a pot of porridge for a while.

To be precise, a pot of porridge is more orderly than them.

In fact, it was not chaotic at the beginning, without the housewife, Aunt Qiao was the only hostess of the second room, and she gradually showed some ambitions and restrained these people.

It's just that Song Jingwen came back to give a congratulatory gift to the fourth room, and after sitting in Qiao's house for a long time and leaving, Qiao's became ill.

Not only can the sick not be able to manage the affairs of the second room, but he can't even serve the second master Song!!