The daily life of the science master's book-wearing group

Chapter 257

Song Qingyue dressed up in a hurry, and hurried to the middle road to greet the princess.

When it's hot, she likes to wear light colors, and when it's cold, she likes to wear warm colors. Nanny Bai picked out a set of orange-red ones from the closet for Song Qingyue to change into.

Coming to the main courtyard of the middle road, Song Qingyue bowed her knees and saluted Xiao Ning.

"Welcome mother and concubine back home."

Xiao Ning lazily leaned in the armchair, sneered: "I've been back for several hours, what are you waiting for?"

Barbed words never work here in Song Qingyue, she still replied respectfully: "The daughter-in-law has been in charge of the government affairs for the past two days, and she is so tired that she can't wake up after taking a nap. No, I know how hard the concubine mother is on weekdays. , I am here to return the key to the warehouse, the account book, and the pair of cards to the concubine Mu."

Nanny Ren came over to pick up the things in Nanny Bai's hand. Xiao Ning was in a very good mood. She looked Song Qingyue up and down, and seeing her in an orange dress, she suddenly sighed and said, "Boss daughter-in-law, you This dress... ah! Don't tell me you haven't received the news, eldest daughter-in-law? Our son...he is gone!"

Xiao Ning pretended to take out a handkerchief and wiped the tears that did not exist in her eyes twice, and then said: "Boss daughter-in-law, you can quickly change out of your red-hot clothes, the son loved you so much before he was alive, you How can you still dress like this at this time!"

Song Qingyue raised her eyes to look at Xiao Ning's face that had been wrinkled by lead powder, smiled, and said gently and calmly: "I know the news, but they must have made a mistake, His Royal Highness will not just be like this It's gone."

Xiao Ning raised her eyebrows in surprise: "You are... haha, Song San, you don't cry when you see the coffin?"

"Yes! I won't believe it until I see the dead body of His Royal Highness. My daughter-in-law resigns!"

Looking at the back of Song Qingyue leaving in a flick of her sleeves, Xiao Ning laughed out loud.

"Haha! Hahahaha! Look, Mother Ren, look at her, tell me, when His Royal Highness's body is found, shall we let her go to the Taoist temple to clean up or let her be buried directly by His Royal Highness?"

"Sacrificial burial is not allowed, Wangfei!" Mother Ren reminded in a low voice, "The eldest concubine is buried, and side concubine Ning can't escape, the old lady will not agree."

"Hmph!" Xiao Ning rolled her eyes in disdain, and suddenly came up with Ning Yueluo's idea. That girl is picky and picky, and she hasn't been engaged yet. When her son becomes a prince, she will definitely want that girl. Come here and be Yi'er's concubine!
When Song Qingyue returned to Wufangzhai, she found that Ning Yueyao was sitting in the living room waiting for her, her complexion was not very good, and she probably heard the news of Li Zhao's accident.

"You came?"

Song Qingyue smiled, sat down and took a sip of warm tea to moisten her throat. The autumn in the north is really dry and sore throat.

Ning Yueyao stared at Song Qingyue suspiciously, and asked, "Do you have news about your eldest cousin?"

"Who told you?" Song Qingyue squinted at her.

"Don't go around in circles, just tell me if there is any news from His Highness!" Ning Yueyao became impatient.

Song Qingyue took another sip of tea unhurriedly, and said, "I didn't see you in a hurry when Master Jia Ling was arranging the mourning hall a few days ago. Why did you suddenly lose your composure today?"

"Song Qingyue!" Ning Yueyao slapped the table hard.

Song Qingyue stared at Ning Yueyao's still immature face, and continued to ask unhurriedly: "Are you so anxious, are you really worried about your son, or are you afraid that this life will end like this? Ning Yueyao, have you ever regretted it?" , Back then, you were arguing to be Li Zhao's junior?"

Ning Yueyao's expression was ugly, she stared at Song Qingyue fiercely, gritted her teeth and was speechless.

Song Qingyue smiled indifferently, and said: "Maybe we will all go to the Taoist temple to clean up in a few days. Isn't this a good thing for you? Seeing that I am unlucky with you, maybe You also need to shave your hair, so you don’t have to be secretly jealous anymore, and you don’t have to cry alone with the quilt at night, when the time comes, we sisters will be widows together, how good would it be?”

Ning Yue stood up from the chair abruptly, his phoenix eyes turned red.

Song Qingyue picked up the tea and took a sip, watching her smile without answering.

After a long while, a bean-sized tear rolled out of Ning Yueyao's eyes, she turned around quickly, and strode out.

Song Qingyue let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile to Nanny Bai, "I thought I was about to be slapped!"

"She dares!" Bai Momo frowned and looked at Song Qingyue, like an old mother looking at her disobedient child, and blamed: "It's so good, why do you need to say those things!"

"Haha, look at her cute, I'm happy to torture her." Song Qingyue relaxed her body, leaned on the back of the chair, raised her legs, and smiled a bit nastyly at the corners of her mouth. She slowly closed her eyes and said in a low voice, " I have been so nervous these past few days that I can hardly breathe." She stretched out her hand to stroke her forehead, slowly rubbed her temples, and said, "Nurse, call the imperial physician, I feel like I'm going to be sick again. "

Physician Jiang saw Song Qingyue's haggardness as soon as she entered the door, and prescribed a prescription for her to soothe the nerves and warm her up, and asked Bai Nao to take care of the concubine and take a rest early, and slept until the next day when she went to bed, Song Qingyue was suffocated by urine before getting up. .

Sure enough, sleeping is a good way to maintain your health. When you wake up, you will feel refreshed, as if you have been recharged and revived with full blood.

Seeing that she had regained her spirits, Bai Momo let go of her hanging heart and sent someone to deliver 20 taels of silver to Doctor Jiang.

Now that there is a princess in the mansion, Song Qingyue can put aside the sundries and stay in her yard to concentrate on tinkering with rubber.

It took about ten days to add a little bit of hydrochloric acid to the rubber tree sap to solidify, then add sulfur powder, talcum powder, and a little soybean oil, and heat and stir together. The resulting blocky product can barely be used as an eraser. use.

It took several experiments to master the amount of sulfur. If you put too much, the rubber will be too hard, and if you put too little, it will be sticky. Of course, the finished product is still unsatisfactory.

In addition to the fact that the eraser itself is not easy to use, the soft and thin paper is also a problem.

How many times have I told the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs that she needs to thicken and stiffen the paper, but the paper sent is still too thin. When using an eraser, you need to be careful and careful. If you are not careful, the paper can be wiped out a hole.

After finishing the rubber, we need to study the rubber that can be used for tires and shoe soles.

The vulcanization of the soles is enough, and the tires need to add carbon powder, but now she has no rubber tree sap on hand to use for experiments, and she will wait for the next batch of goods to arrive.

This batch of gum itself is not very good, this thing can't be kept for a long time, it may not be available in the north, and I have to go to the south for research and development...

Just as Song Qingyue was thinking about rubber manufacturing, the four jades who returned to the palace heard the sad news of Li Zhao's death, and panicked.

I thought that following the concubine could escape the sea of ​​suffering and become a first-class maid again, but now they are suddenly told that His Highness's whereabouts are unknown and his life and death are uncertain, and they are very likely to follow Song Qingyue to live a miserable life in a Taoist temple!

Yuqi was so worried that she couldn't fall asleep all night, so she ran to the second lady's place to beg for shelter the next day.

At this time, Meng Yuyan was counting the gold and silver that could be taken away with her dowry mother.

The situation outside is too tense, even if she doesn't understand the current situation in the court at all, she still knows that the critical moment has come, and if that day comes, she plans to run away.

"lady!"

A little maid yelled outside the door.

Holding a stack of title deeds in her hand, Meng Yuyan raised her eyes to look at Mammy.

Mammy understood, went out for a while, and came back with a weird smile on her lips.

"What's the matter, mother?" Meng Yuyan frowned.

The nanny couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, leaned close to Meng Yuyan's ear, and whispered: "The servant from the east road has come to join us, madam, guess who it is?"

"Who?" Meng Yuyan also raised the corners of her lips, and her eyes lit up with interest as she watched Mammy.

"One of the people who served His Royal Highness personally in the front hall!"

"Ha! Hahaha!" Meng Yuyan thought for a while, raised her chin, and said, "Tell her to wait, I'll see her when I'm done here."

Meng Yuyan's vanity suddenly swelled when Li Zhao's former first-class maid came to join her.

She let Yuqi stand outside for a long time, and when the sun was setting, she met her in a leisurely manner.

Yuqi stood for a whole day, but now she couldn't hold on any longer. When she knelt down to Meng Yuyan, she almost fell, her knees hit the floor tiles with a thud, Meng Yuyan couldn't help frowning when she heard that sound wrinkle.

She pinched the jade chess's chin and looked it over for a long time, muttering: "It doesn't look very good. Forget it, let's accept it."

In the back room of Wufangzhai, Yujing, Yuping, and Yuxiang were very angry when they heard that Yuqi left them and went to the second lady alone.

The youngest Yu Jing was crying, Yu Xiang put her arms around her shoulders and comforted her: "It's okay, Yu Jing, it may not be a good thing to go to the second lady's place, I see that Shi Zifei has no intention of treating us harshly. "

Yu Jing shook her head, crying sadly: "Since I entered the house at the age of five, Sister Yuqi has always taken care of me. I really can't figure out how she can leave me alone."

Yu Jing sighed, but her heart was extremely depressed.

She was tired, and spent more than a year in the villa, which drained her heart.

She didn't want to climb up, and she didn't want to fight with anyone.

Although life today is not as beautiful as it used to be, it is also much better than when I was in the villa.

She really didn't dare to take the risk to do anything that might upset the Crown Princess.

Listening to Yuxiang comforting Yujing, Yuping sat aside without saying a word.

Neither Yujing nor Yuxiang noticed what she was thinking.

Three days later, Yuping went directly to the study of the second son Li Yi, begging him to take her in.

As the saying goes, if you don't belong to the same family, you don't enter the family. When Li Yi heard that Li Zhao's former first-class maid came to join him, he instantly swelled up.

Without further ado, Yuping was taken over by Li Yi that night.

The next morning, when Meng Yuyan heard about this, she yelled, "Useless stuff! I only dare to show off after his brother's death."

She snorted, turned around and saw Yuqi standing in the corner with her head down, Meng Yuyan suddenly thought of an interesting idea, hooked her finger at Yuqi, and said: "What kind of chess, come here."

Yuqi had a hunch that it was not a good thing, so she didn't want to agree, but she could only bite the bullet and walk up to Meng Yuyan and knelt down, still lowering her head, and asked in a low voice, "I don't know what the second lady wants."

Meng Yuyan chuckled twice, and asked with great interest: "I ask you, what is your relationship with those girls who are serving His Royal Highness together?"

Yuqi didn't know what the second lady wanted to do, so she pressed her lips together tightly, not daring to answer.

Meng Yuyan snorted unhappily, raised her foot, lifted Yuqi's chin with her toes, and raised her voice dissatisfied: "Speak!"

"Not... not bad." Yuqi's nervous body trembled slightly.

"Are you on good terms? That's a bit difficult. Mommy, go to the good doctor's office and ask for a bowl of Juezi soup. I want it to have a better effect. Don't call it something that doesn't work for ten days and a half."

In an instant, the blood on Yuqi's face faded completely, and she stared at Meng Yuyan with wide eyes in fear.

Meng Yuyan smiled happily, and said in a brisk tone: "When the soup is ready, you go to the good doctor to get it, and bring it to your sister."

"No, Second Madam, please! Yuping is ignorant, please forgive me." Yuqi kowtowed to her.

Meng Yuyan snorted, looked at Yuqi with a smile, waited until her forehead was bleeding, and then said again: "How about this, you bring the soup over and make sure she drinks it, and I'll promote you to be the first-class elder by my side." Maid. If you don't want to, you can go back wherever you came from, how about it? I don't accept servants who don't want to help me."

Yuqi stared blankly at Meng Yuyan, and for the first time felt that the face of this not-so-bright second lady was so odious.

Even the concubine who is very hot-tempered will never take pleasure in playing with people's hearts like the second lady.

She regretted it.

But it's useless to regret now, with Shi Zifei's temperament, she will never be accepted again.

When she came to the second room, there was no turning back.

Gritting her teeth, Yuqi leaned down and kowtowed heavily to Meng Yuyan again, and said loudly, "This servant is willing to be loyal to the second lady!"

In the evening of that day, accompanied by two rough envoys, they came to Yuping's room with three bowls of thick black juezi soup.

Yuping didn't want to drink, so she yelled at Yuqi. Yuqi cried so much that her face was full of tears, pinched Yuping's cheeks, and tried to force-feed her with medicine.

Yuping refused to accept it, and the two former good sisters scuffled into a ball.

The two women watched coldly from the sidelines until Yuqi was scratched on the face by Yuping with a hairpin, and then stepped forward to help restrain Yuping, and then stared at Yuqi as he poured the remaining two bowls of soup and medicine into the mouths of the former good sisters.

Not long after Yuping drank the medicine, she clutched her stomach, rolled all over the floor in pain, and screamed loudly.

She clasped her throat desperately, trying to spit out the medicine, but was pinned down by two women and tied up.

The screaming lasted all night, and the next morning, when Meng Yuyan asked Yuqi to visit Yuping again, Yuping's body was already completely cold.

After Li Yi heard about it, he only answered three words: "Got it."

He didn't even say a word about how to bury him.

Yuqi was completely desperate.

What can people like the second-bedroom couple expect from them?
A few days later, the disfigured Yuqi hanged himself in his room.

When the news reached Wufangzhai, Yuxiang and Yujing hugged each other and cried bitterly after hearing about it.

Now in this mansion, don't even think about Wangfei's place. His Royal Highness is not dealing with Wangfei. They dare not go. The three and four bedrooms are all newlyweds. The two wives will definitely not take them in. nowhere else to go.

Isn't it just to go to the Taoist temple!

What's this?What hardships did they suffer during the time they went to Zhuangzi?It's always better to be with the concubine than to be with Zhuangzi, right?

After making up their mind, the two went to ask Song Qingyue.

Song Qingyue was really speechless to the six personal servant girls beside Li Zhao.

She looked at the two kneeling in front of her and asked, "Why, where have you been these few days? Didn't you guys come over?"

"Returning, returning to the concubine, the slave girl was too shocked after hearing the news of His Royal Highness, and couldn't recover for a while, please, concubine, please forgive me!" Yu Jing stammered, her eyes were red and swollen Swollen, pitiful and wronged.

Yuxiang also said: "The slaves have served His Highness for many years, it is really, really uncomfortable, I beg Shi Zifei to forgive me!"

"Sad? Are you sad for His Highness or for your own way out? You can't find another home, so come back and beg me, what do you think I am here? A place to pick up trash?"

Facing the concubine's ruthlessness, the two touched their heads to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Song Qingyue looked at them coldly, they were all teenagers, and it wasn't easy, and they hadn't done anything excessive to themselves, so it seemed a bit too much to force them to death like this?She finally relented.

Sighing, he signaled Mo Zhu to help them up.

"Sit down and talk."

Yujing Yuxiang stood up and sat obediently on the embroidered pier beside her, wiping her tears with the sleeves of her clothes. They are so desperate that they don't even have a handkerchief.

"You have six sisters, and four of them have been destroyed so far. I don't believe you two say that you don't hate me at all."

Yu Jing shook her head again and again, and hastily argued: "No! Shizifei, really not! The servants know that everything is their own fault and responsibility! The Shizifei didn't do anything to us. The servants don't hold grudges against the Shizifei in their hearts, not at all. , I beg your concubine to trust us!"

Yuxiang was the youngest, and the tears that had just stopped falling out again were frightened by Song Qingyue's words, sobbing and crying so hard that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence: "No, no. Slave, Nu... Maid, no, dare not, remember to hate the concubine! I dare not! I beg the concubine to forgive me! Woooooooo..."

Song Qingyue sighed, pulled out the handkerchief from her sleeve, handed it to her, and said softly, "Wipe your tears and nose first."

Yuxiang took the handkerchief with both hands, wiped her nose, still twitched, and looked at Song Qingyue with Yuping.

"I don't care what you think of me, because I won't put you by my side, not because you are bad, but because I can't trust you. The reason is mine, not you, understand?"

As soon as Yuxiang heard that Song Qingyue would not keep them, her round eyes immediately burst into tears again. Yujing was older and calmer, and she reprimanded Yuxiang in a low voice: "Don't cry! What's the use of crying? You just know how to cry! "

Song Qingyue smiled slightly, and her voice softened a bit, and said: "But I don't hate you, and I don't want to make you cornered or force you to die. So I can arrange an errand for you here. It was a bit hard at first, Are you willing to do it?"

"Give us an errand?" Yuxiang stopped hiccupping all of a sudden, and looked at Song Qingyue with wide watery eyes.

"I bought three small yards in the south of the city to raise some babies I picked up from the Loutze Garden. There are not enough people there, and I also want one or two people who have read and can write to help me take care of those children. Are you The first-class maids selected by the clan's mansion for the clan's children, even if they enter the palace as palace maids or female officials. Go there to take care of the children, manage income and expenses, and teach them when the children are older. They read and write, now I will give you three taels of silver every month, and I will give you more money if you do well in the future. Would you like it?"

"The mansion...outside the mansion!"

Yuxiang was still a little ignorant and didn't understand the situation, but Yujing was shocked.

If she had been a first-class maid before, she probably wouldn't have paid attention to the three-two-five-dollar monthly payment, but now she has suffered a lot. She has done all kinds of dirty work and was cruelly treated. After being bullied and oppressed, being able to do things outside the mansion not only earns three and a half taels of money every month, but most importantly, being free outside the mansion!No one will bully and torture them anymore!
This is simply pie from the sky!

Looking at the expression on Yujing's face, Song Qingyue quickly added: "Those yards are small, and there will be more and more children, because they need to save money, and there won't be too many people. After you go, besides being responsible for purchasing, Keeping accounts, maybe fetching water, lighting a fire, cooking, and even washing diapers. I won’t hire someone to wait on you to be a daughter. There used to be a lot of work, and the children were noisy, do you understand?”

"Understood! I understand!" Yu Jing nodded desperately, "Your servant, your servant is weak, and you can do anything except chopping firewood! Thank you for your kindness!"

As she said that, she stood up, knelt down and kowtowed three times to Song Qingyue. Although Yuxiang was still a little confused, seeing Yujing kowtowed, she kowtowed too.

Song Qingyue said: "Now the palace is surrounded, only let in, not give out. When we can go out, we will take you there."

Yu Jing asked with a bit of hesitation: "Will the concubine be sent to the Taoist temple?"

Song Qingyue looked up at the roof at 45 degrees, helplessly and indifferently said: "Well, probably."

"Yes, but didn't you say that the son is fine?"

"Who knows."

~
Near the end of September, fishermen found a floating corpse in a section of the Yellow River under the jurisdiction of Dongchang Mansion.

Although it has been soaked to the point of blurring, the gold seal of Prince Su's mansion placed in the inner pocket of the corpse is Li Zhao's, and they also found the corpses of several eunuchs nearby. There are traces of sword cuts.

The magistrate of Dongchang judged from this that it was undoubtedly the son of King Su, so he hurriedly sent the news to the capital, and arranged for someone to bury the body and transport it to the capital.

When His Royal Highness Li Sheng received the news, he almost burst out laughing. With great difficulty, he suppressed the smile and hurried into the palace to tell Grandpa Huang.

The old emperor sat on the dragon bed wrapped in a blanket in a trance, drinking medicine while listening to the eunuch read the memorial to him.

This is a memorial about the governor of Shanxi asking the imperial court for money to strengthen the Yellow River dams because of the flood in Shanxi.

The emperor frowned when he heard the note asking him for money, waved his hand, and said, "Stay in China!"

"Yes." Eunuch Yin carefully put the memorial aside, picked up the next one and continued reading.

At this time, a little eunuch came in and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, His Highness the eldest grandson is here."

"Cheng'er is here! Tell him to come in." A slight smile appeared on the emperor's face.

The little eunuch came out and said politely, "Your Highness, Your Majesty has ordered you in."

Li Sheng smiled, gave the little eunuch a small golden bean, rubbed his face vigorously with his hands, and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief soaked in chili water, and then put on a look that was too sad to control himself , was trembled into the palace gate by the little eunuch.

"Grandfather! Grandpa!" As soon as he entered the emperor's bedroom, Li Sheng burst into tears, his legs were weak as if he couldn't stand up, and he wanted to spread himself on the ground. Sit down, crawl to the dragon bed, and cry: "Grandfather, Ah Zhao is gone, gone! I found the body."

The old emperor looked dazed for a while, and watched the grandson's performance indifferently. After a long while, he asked, "Are you sure?"

Li Sheng sniffed, nodded, and said, "It's confirmed, it's him."

The old emperor let out a long sigh, partly sad, partly relieved, his old and turbid eyes made it hard to discern his expression, after a long time, he patted Li Sheng's head, and said in a hoarse voice: "I see, At that time, he will be buried according to the prince's ritual."

It's not that he doesn't like Li Zhao as a grandson, it's just that under the imperial power, kindness cannot be tolerated.

The crown prince Li Chi and the eldest grandson Li Sheng all grew up in the palace, and the emperor watched them grow up little by little.

He had fed them with his own hands, held them on his knees to amuse them when they were young, and read to them himself.

In the bottom of his heart, the emperor's feelings towards Empress Xu and his son-in-law are different.

Soon, Concubine Meng Shu got the news that her eldest grandson had passed away, so she rushed to the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the emperor was.

The emperor felt guilty and didn't want to see her, so she sat at the gate of the Hall of Mental Cultivation and howled like a pig.

The emperor was upset when he heard it in the house, so he slipped out through the back door of the yard, wanting to take a walk and relax.

With a hunched back and a cane, he walked slowly on the corridors of the harem but didn't want to go anywhere. The memory of his long-dead wife had never been as turbulent as it is today.

Concubine Hui is dull, Concubine Shu is stupid, concubine Gui is vicious, and the remaining beauties and concubines only entered the palace after he ascended the throne.

To the emperor, they are just a fleeting moment, a tool for venting desire and pleasure.

In such a huge palace, there is no one who makes him feel at ease like the former Empress Xu, who knows what he wants, understands what he needs, and helps him what he wants.

Eunuch Yin also said softly at the side: "In this harem, there is no one who is as smart, capable, and knowledgeable as the queen. Can your majesty go to Weiyang Palace?"

The old emperor thought for a while and nodded slightly.

Sitting in the Weiyang Palace where things are changing and people are changing, looking at the still young and beautiful Empress Xu on the portrait, the emperor completely forgot all the dissatisfaction with the prince in the past, and the discord and estrangement between him and Empress Xu. A pang of regret.

It would have been nice if the prince had been restored earlier.

At least before the Queen's death, she accepted her request and gave Chi'er one more chance.

In this situation, he can only personally swing the butcher knife at other descendants who have already become powerful.

Is King Su capable?

able.

Can Li Zhao do it?
So capable.

But because they are too capable, they cannot be kept.

The ambition and ability of this pair of father and son really made the emperor fearful.

With the wrists of the crown prince and Li Sheng, they couldn't deal with them.

Knowing the son is more like a father, killing Li Zhao is like cutting off Li Da's arm, and even more like gouging out his heart.

As long as Li Zhao is dead, the third child is almost useless.

~
In King Su's mansion, Master Jia Ling brought people to decorate the mourning hall, and Song Qingyue went to Xiguang Hall with a dagger in his mouth.

"Get out! Don't arrange anything!" She held a dagger against her neck and said fiercely, "I said, the son is fine, with so many masters around him, how could he have an accident so easily?"

"Concubine Shizi! You, don't be stubborn anymore! What Shizi encountered was a mudslide! You can't survive!" Master Jia Ling was heartbroken, "Even if you don't want to believe it in your heart, you can't let His Royal Highness go so uneasy, right? ?”

"What is uneasy? He is still alive and well, so why is he uneasy? What kind of mudslide, Shandong is such a big plain, where are the mountains and slopes? Mr. Liang, is it possible that you are expecting something to happen to your son?"

"Elder Concubine!"

Nanny Ren who was next to the princess brought the sackcloth and mourning clothes, but was also kicked over by Song Qingyue, "I told you, I just don't cry when I see the coffin! Get out! You all get out, don't set up any mourning hall for His Highness!"

Ning Yueyao and the concubines put on their mourning clothes one by one, and stood in line at the gate of the hall, everyone's faces were indifferent.I have never been in love, so how can I be sad?
At this time, everyone looked at Song Qingyue with sympathy.

"Is the imperial concubine crazy?" Shen Xiang said in a low voice.

Li Qiushui stared at Song Qingyue with a complicated expression, while Yan Jiuwan said suspiciously: "Perhaps, perhaps His Highness is really still alive?"

When Princess Xiaoning heard that Song Qingyue was causing trouble in the mourning hall, she hurried over excitedly.

As soon as she entered the Guangxi Hall, she saw Song Qingyue wearing a fiery red dress, sitting in the middle of the hall with her legs crossed, and a group of guards around her were confronting the servants led by Master Jialing.

"Boss daughter-in-law, how long are you going to mess around?" She raised her voice and reprimanded.

Song Qingyue took tea slowly, without raising her eyelids: "He is still alive, but you are going to hold a funeral for him. Isn't that cursing him? Of course my daughter-in-law won't allow it. What's the problem?"

"You!" Xiao Ning pointed at Song Qingyue's nose and questioned the group of guards: "The Concubine Shizi is messing around like this, and you just let her go like this? Drag her away quickly!"

Qiu Shi and Zeng Maozhi looked at each other with complex expressions, Qiu Shi clasped his fists and said: "Princess, the order I got is to obey the concubine's order, and I'm sorry I can't obey!"

　Fast 8000 words, two chapters!
　　Anyone watching tonight?Did you go shopping on Double Eleven?
　　Today I saw a few people saying that my heroine is a love brain. I want to say that it is because she is not a love brain that she swallows her anger and asks for perfection.

　　
　
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