"There you go." Zhao Lichu covered his eyelashes, handed her the net cloth in his hand, said lightly, and turned to leave.

Imperial Physician Chen watched silently from the side, and understood something, and when she was about to step out of the house, she admonished: "The prescription prescribed by the minister to the lady, the lady must remember to drink it on time, if the lady is sick, it is always difficult for the minister to return to Beijing to explain to Princess Pingning." ”

Zhao Lichu paused, bowed slightly, and didn't stop any longer.

At this time, Shen Zhi was kneeling and squatting in front of Song Shiyu, wiping the sweat from his forehead with gentle movements, and gradually, her eyes fell on his frowning brows, and she raised her hand to smooth him, but found that it was to no avail.

After Imperial Physician Chen left, Song Shiyu didn't know when he fell into a dream, and even the pain of needle extraction did not wake him up.

He seemed to be having some nightmares, muttering something in his mouth.

"Mother, please, let the child go to ......"

Shen Zhi just wanted to get closer and listen carefully, but his neck was suddenly pinched by him, and he opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the person in front of him vigilantly.

"Ahem, Master Hou......"

She cried out in fear, her hands on his wrists, trying to push him away.

Just when her face turned red, Song Shiyu let go suddenly.

Shen Zhi sat on the floor as if he had been reborn, gasping for breath, his eyes pantothenic, and looking at her aggrievedly.

Song Shiyu raised his hand and rubbed his faintly painful eyebrows, looked at her for a long time, and finally slowly exhaled turbidity: "What time is it?" ”

"It's noon."

Shen Zhi sobbed, slowly stood up, and trembled in a trembling voice: "I'll go to the kitchen to prepare lunch, and Master Hou wants to have a good rest." ”

Song Shiyu glanced at her, stopped talking, and finally closed his eyes heavily, and rubbed his aching eyebrows tiredly.

He dreamed of that scene again, why couldn't he forget it......

After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the teary-eyed woman in front of him, his voice hoarse and indistinguishable: "I'm tired, I don't need to prepare lunch, you can also retreat." ”

"Hou, Hou, Master Hou......" Shen Zhi choked and shouted.

Song Shiyu frowned: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Master Hou......" She bit her lip, knelt beside him, and pleaded in a low voice: "Please don't give up the branches, the branches are on your side." ”

Song Shiyu was silent for a long time, stroked her face with one hand, and said softly: "When I brought you back, I promised you that I would never abandon you, you can rest assured of this." ”

"Hmm......" Shen Zhi nodded, Yu Guang glanced at the corner skirt outside the house, buried his head in his arms, and choked lowly: "Master Hou will never leave Zhizhi." ”

Song Shiyu said in a deep voice: "You can relax at this point." ”

At this time, outside.

Zhao Lichu held a bowl of medicinal food in his hand, leaned on a corner, listened to the words in the room, lowered his eyes, and in a speechless voice, the breeze blew, and a tear fell on the medicinal food bowl.

Her husband was coaxing other women, but he ignored her, even disgusted her, and didn't even want to give her a chance to explain.

It's ridiculous.

The medicine bowl in his hand gradually slipped down, making a crisp sound.

She suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the broken porcelain bowl that fell to the ground, raised her hand to drown the tears on her face, and walked away.

Looking at her figure walking away, Shen Zhi's eyes flashed slightly, and he clenched tightly at his side.

"Who is it?" Song Shiyu asked.

Shen Zhi closed his eyes and replied softly: "It was a little maid who broke the medicinal diet, and now she has gone to re-boil the medicinal diet." ”

"Handmaiden?"

For some reason, Song Shiyu asked again.

Shen Zhi breathed for a moment, unable to guess the meaning of his words.

Did Master Hou already know that Mrs. Fang had come?