After a few people left, Song Huaijin narrowed his eyes, he came to this day, because his ambition was forced by the situation, the emperor could give him up for the sake of power and status, why couldn't he oppose him for the sake of survival?

Foolish to those who want your life?

He is not a fool, even if he is a monarch and a minister, it is just a relationship of interests, and now it is harmful and unprofitable, and this relationship between monarchs and ministers should be exhausted.

In the palace of the capital, the old emperor has been faintly uneasy recently, Song Huaijin has been gone for ten days, and the informant he installed replies with a letter every three days, and there is nothing wrong with what he said, everything is as usual, he should have thought too much.

suppressed the discomfort in his heart, took the lotus seed porridge sent by Concubine Shu, drank it slowly, and put a bowl of hot porridge into his stomach, feeling a lot more comfortable.

At the same moment, Mrs. Song looked at the things in her hand and couldn't drink it.

"Mama, Huai Jin has been gone for ten days, and I don't know if everything is okay? I can't help but be frightened in my heart."

The old lady glanced at the decoction and persuaded: "Old lady, you have just recovered from a serious illness, you must not worry too much, you should take care of yourself, the letters sent by the master are all reports of safety, and everything is going well."

Mrs. Song shook her head: "You don't understand, Huai Jin, this kid has to be strong when he is small, and he doesn't say anything if he suffers a crime, he is a stuffy gourd, how can I, a mother, not worry?"

The old lady pinched the other party's shoulder: "The old man has been fighting with troops outside for many years, and there has never been an accident, and it must be the same here, old lady, just put your heart in your stomach."

Old Lady Song sighed and looked at the carved rosewood cabinet not far away: "You go and bring the mahogany box in the cabinet."

The old lady did as she was told, but she was very helpless in her heart, she watched it three or four times a day, and she had to see what was going on.

Mrs. Song took the wooden box and opened it, a total of three letters, and read them carefully again.

The old lady looked at the soup medicine on the side, the heat subsided a little, and she was a little anxious: "Old lady, these letters are good, the master will be safe, you don't have to think about it anymore, if you break your body, you can't let it be distracted, this is really hurting the master, you just listen to my advice, hurry up and drink the medicine to take care of your body."

Old Lady Song finally gave up the direction of the letter and muttered to herself, "You're right, you can't let Huai Jin worry, hurry up, give me the medicine."

The old lady almost cried with joy, and handed the medicine bowl over: "It's still warm, you be careful."

Old Lady Song nodded, closed her eyes, and drank.

After he finished drinking, the old lady hurriedly took a piece of candied fruit and sent it over.

Mrs. Song ate as usual, remembered something, and asked, "What has Brother Qing'er been busy with lately?"

The old lady's expression flashed uncomfortably, and it passed for a moment, and she said with a smile: "Second Young Master is doing everything as usual, he goes to Wenhua Academy every day to listen to Old Master Tang's class, you don't have to worry."

Mrs. Song was noncommittal: "What about that Gu Li? Still stuck with Brother Qing'er?"

After speaking, a pair of old eyes stared at each other.

The old grandmother's expression remained unchanged: "The young master was also arranged by the master to attend the class, with the eldest young master and Master Tang here, it should be fine."

Old Mrs. Song was skeptical, but she was still not at ease in her heart, and urged, "Will you go to the hospital to find out one or two and see how Brother Qing'er is doing?"

"Okay." The old lady replied stubbornly.

Only then did Mrs. Song breathe a sigh of relief, and she was served to lie down and continue to cultivate.

The sun is slanting in the west, the sunset is overwhelming, and it is softly sprinkled to the world.

Without leaving the hospital, Gu Li ate the last bite of food, got up and ran away and walked back to the room quickly.

If you ignore the other party's slightly vain steps, it is not ungraceful.

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