Vaguely, the voice of song Yanzong's scolding could be heard from a distance.

Song Xingliang raised a sneer of ridicule. She turned back to the alley, got into Bo's car and went back.

Bo yeshen also received the news from emperor Jin platinum palace. After Song Xingliang came back, he didn't take the initiative to mention it.

He wants to wait for song Xingliang to speak.

It's a pity that song Xingliang can handle this little thing by himself. He doesn't have to sink out of the horse in thin night.

Song Xingliang prefers to come by himself and doesn't want to rely on others for everything.

Qin you pinched song Xingliang's point after class. With a white face, he came to the door to ask for medicine. He collapsed his face. "Aunt, I'm wrong. Can you give me some antidiarrheal medicine? I'm dying."

At first, he could bear it. Later, it became more and more powerful. Qin you also tried to make his own medicine. It didn't work at all.

He was afraid of aggravating the symptoms of diarrhea, so he didn't dare to eat anything else.

Who knows what the hell song Xingliang gave him to eat?

Song Xingliang blinked and looked innocent. "Did you have a bad stomach? Your intestines and stomach are not good. Look at your face, there is still a little kidney deficiency. Don't you stay up late at ordinary times? It should be important to reconcile."

Qin you dared to be angry but not speak, and stood aside.

As long as song Xingliang was willing to give the medicine, he could bear to say more.

"Housekeeper, follow this prescription to get the medicine and boil it for master Qin." while talking, song Xingliang has written a list and handed it to the housekeeper.

The housekeeper nodded, "I'll arrange it right away."

After dinner, the medicine was cooked and the housekeeper brought it.

Black medicine is hard to drink at first sight.

Obviously, the fear of being dominated by diarrhea was more uncomfortable. Qin you closed her eyes and hardened her scalp to drink the medicine.

The bitter taste stimulated the taste. Qin you wrinkled his face and his expression was about to crack.

After drinking several glasses of water, he managed to suppress the bitterness in his mouth.

Qin you also understood that this is a little girl from the countryside. It is clearly her ancestor.

This aunt is not easy to mess with. If she does, she will die.

Thin night Shen saw in his eyes that he didn't make a sound to stop him. He let song Xingliang toss and indulge.

……

Bo's old house.

Yan Ruyi sat in the first place, holding a cup of tea with curling heat in her hand.

Standing below him is the housekeeper in charge of managing servants and arranging housework in the imperial brocade platinum palace.

She took a sip of tea, gracefully covered it with tea and fiddled with the tea in the cup. She asked carelessly, "how are you getting along with the young master and the young lady?"

The housekeeper answered honestly, "the young master and the young lady usually get along well. Living in the same room, the young master will play games with the young lady."

"Yo, playing games? True or false?" Yan Ruyi couldn't believe it.

Her grandson, excellent is excellent, but like a piece of wood, she lives a monotonous life and has no vitality of her peers.

Games have nothing to do with thin nights.

It can let Bo yeshen play games with him, which proves that song Xingliang has a little position in his heart.

"Of course it's true. It's more than that. Madam, madam Shao went to find a prescription in person, prescribed medicine for the young master, and gave him acupuncture. After madam Shao came, the young master slept enough every day." I haven't lost my temper for a long time

Of course, the housekeeper only dared to say this silently in his heart.

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