The wound medicine box looks very similar to the rouge box, but the color of the body is bright, the tentacles are warm, and it should be made of fine white jade. The plaster inside is also jade-white, with a faint herb fragrance.

Song Qingan sniffed, then picked out a clean silver hairpin on the dressing table, picked out some plasters and looked at it.

Zhuyan just came back, so Song Qingan handed over the medicine to her.

"Do you see what's wrong?"

Zhu Yan took it as she said and observed it carefully: "Don't worry, princess, this is an ordinary wound medicine, but the effect is better." ”

Song Qing'an stared at the unchanged silver hairpin, and relaxed slightly.

Zhuyan is not an ordinary maid, and she has not been injured in the past, and she can be regarded as a doctor for a long time in terms of injury medicine and the like. She said there was no problem, so there should be no problem.

Song Qing'an said "um", and directly smeared the medicine on the wound on his fingertips.

The coolness is a little comfortable.

"By the way, princess, that New Year's skill should be good."

Song Qing'an remembered the rather pleasing face of the New Year, he should not be very old, his face was childish, and he looked no different from an ordinary little eunuch. But how many of those who can serve in front of Pei Qing are ordinary?

She lowered her eyelashes, a little tiredness between her brows.

There are too many things today, and as soon as the tense heartstrings are loosened, there will be a tidal wave of exhaustion to envelop her.

The lamps and candles were blown out, and the night was long.

A dreamless night.

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After a few days, Song Qingan was a little more relaxed. The female history of the Shangyi Bureau no longer comes every day, and it takes a lot less time each time. Maybe it's because she learns fast and is good, or maybe it's because she agreed to kiss, so she gave her some "sweetness".

Liu Qiyun took a lot of effort, and she rewarded her and held a snow banquet, and people who don't know the inside story still think that the concubine is virtuous.

Song Qingan leaned on the beauty couch and flipped through the book with a book. Of course, there were no such things in her palace before, they all owed Liu Qiyun's rewards, and those palace people thought that she would gain power, and the various departments and bureaus almost lined up to send her things.

At this time, the Changning Palace can be said to be different from the past, although it is still dilapidated on the outside, there is a bit of a princess palace inside.

But Song Qing'an is not interested in this, and the day after tomorrow will be a snow banquet held by Liu Qiyun, if she can, she really doesn't want to go.

The people invited to the snow banquet are all nobles in Beijing, and Liu Qiyun's thoughts are really not difficult to guess. She just wanted to build momentum for Song Qing'an and bring out a princess who had a little reputation in Beijing, so as to be deceived by Xianyu.

If you want to come to the West Night, you won't be willing to accept a princess who is born from a sin concubine and lives in a cold palace. Then simply give this princess another identity, and by the way, she can't step down from this void platform.

Song Qing'an closed the book, his eyes cold.

Liu Qiyun's thoughts are vicious, but she can also use ......

As long as it is not her who kisses in the end, Liu Qiyun builds momentum for her, of course she is willing to accept it.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxin was a little restless.

Pei Qing...... Pei Qing didn't look for her in the past few days.

After the medicine was delivered that night, she never heard from her.

Song Qingan suspected that Pei Qing wanted her to take the initiative to find it, but Pei Qing often accompanied her, who knew if she would pounce. Rushing to the door may cause displeasure.

He won't forget, right?

Song Qingan pursed his lips and secretly cursed a few words, only to feel more comfortable.

"The decree has arrived—"

The sound from outside the hall startled Song Qing'an, and he sat up from the couch. She looked out the window, and sure enough, she saw a group of eunuchs standing away in turn, and the leader was holding a bright yellow silk satin in his hand.

Song Qing had a bad premonition in her heart, she walked outside quickly, and the old eunuch at the head looked at her with a smile, urging: "Third princess, the slave has come to announce the decree." ”

Song Qing'an knelt down according to his words, lowered his head and listened to the old eunuch read word by word: "Fengtian carries the edict of Emperor Kuanwen Rensheng...... The three princesses are smart and filial, and they are very good-hearted, and they are specially booked as Princess Zhaoding. Don't be afraid to be my heir, don't go beyond the righteousness, don't violate morality, be cautious and prudent, be famous at the time, and be famous for future generations. Greatly. ”

The more Song Qing'an listened, the more his heart sank, and Princess Zhaoding ...... This title is not given lightly.

It was actually canonized...... Song Qingan thought about this possibility, but he didn't expect it to be "Zhaoding", and Liu Qiyun was too generous.

Seeing that Song Qing'an didn't react, the old eunuch was a little dissatisfied: "Princess, it's time to take the order." ”

"Yes." Song Qing'an came back to his senses, raised his arm, and said obediently: "Son receives the order, thank you for your grace, long live Your Majesty." ”

The old eunuch carefully handed the holy decree to Song Qing'an, and then said with a smile: "The canonization ceremony will be held in a few days, and the princess will enjoy endless blessings from now on." ”

Song Qingxin snorted coldly, but his face was not obvious, and he only let the bamboo smoke come to reward him in turn.

In the past few days, he has received a lot of rewards, and Song Qingan also has a lot of surplus on hand.

All the eunuchs left satisfied, and Song Qing'an Fu opened the holy decree again, and swept it with a solemn face.

Even if her eldest sister is so favored, she only won the title of "Ninghe" before she got married. How did she get to her, and she was directly "Zhaoding"?

This title can only be had by the princess of the queen.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as being particularly favored, or being meritorious to the country. If she really goes to get married, it will be regarded as a meritorious service to the country, and she deserves this title.

Song Qing'an casually put away the holy decree, only to feel that this bright yellow was very unlucky.

One or two, both of them were chasing her.

The titles have all come down, but I am afraid that the West Night Mission will soon enter Beijing, and Song Qing'an knows that it cannot be delayed any longer. She was silent for a moment, and then went to the backyard of Changning Palace.

There was a jar of wine buried there, which was there when the concubine was still there. However, it was buried in Concubine Shu's Fengquan Palace at that time, and was later moved by Song Qing'an.

Song Qingan still remembers that at that time, his mother said that this was the old custom of the Lu family. This jar of wine can only be opened when she is married.

The soil in winter was a little hard, and it took Song Qingan some effort to dig out the wine jar. The fragrance of wine has drifted out, and Song Qingan secretly feels pity.

At the beginning, in addition to being a land minister, my grandfather also had a good craft of winemaking. 's mother followed her grandfather to learn secretly, and she also had some real skills, but unfortunately when she came here, she broke off.

Such an aged wine must be valuable enough, right......

Song Qing'an thought about it, picked up the wine jar and returned to the hall.

Zhu Yan didn't react when he saw the things in Song Qing'an's arms at first glance, but after seeing it clearly, Zhu Yan rarely had a frightened look.

"Princess, how did you get this out!"

The wine jar was quite heavy, Song Qingan held it hard, and saw that Zhuyan was frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her put it on the case. Song Qing'an breathed a sigh of relief and put one hand on the wine jar: "I think it's time to use it." ”

"But princess, this is ......" This is what the mother left behind.

Zhuyan didn't dare to say it, Niangniang's relics were few, and this wine was rare and intact. If the princess wants to move, she has made up her mind, and she should not talk too much to make the princess sad.

Song Qingan also knew what Zhuyan wanted to say, she blinked, and her mood was a little low.

"I don't want it unless I have to."

Song Qing soothed the patterns on the altar, and his movements were incredibly soft.

"Zhuyan, if my mother knew what I was going to do, would she be sad?"

A person as good as her mother, if she sees her so unscrupulous now, and even catches up with Pei Qing, a eunuch, I am afraid she will be very sad.

Song Qingan only felt a little real guilt when she thought of her mother or brother, she blinked again, only to feel a sourness, as if she was about to cry.

"Princess, the mother will understand."

"I hope so......" Song Qing'an muttered to himself, closing his eyes and sorting out his emotions. When she raised her eyes again, she had already hidden all her sadness.

"I'm going to Ningshui Garden in the evening." Song Qing'an's voice was still soft, but it was a little unquestionable. Zhu Yan's heart sank, and he said in a low voice: "The maid knows." ”

Song Qing'an nodded, as if he was extremely tired, and let the bamboo smoke retreat.

Liu Qiyun actually sent a few palace people, but Song Qingan didn't believe them, and most of the internal and external affairs were still taken care of by bamboo smoke.

I don't know how to hide those Liu Qiyun's eyeliner tonight.