The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

After only one sip, he closed his mouth.

This medicine is too hard to drink, with a faint smell, but also very bitter.

"What's the matter?" Song Qing looked at him with a frown.

He shook his head difficultly, and subconsciously turned away.

"Keep drinking!" She cried in a deep voice.

The man in black was startled by her voice, turned his head and fixed his eyes on her.

"Good medicine tastes bitter. Don't you understand that?" Song Qing sternly reprimanded him.

The man in black was very brave. He didn't want to die to talk to him like this.

At last, seeing that he was not obedient at all, Song Qing had to soften his voice and said, "if you finish this medicine, I'll bring you some preserves to eat, OK? It's sweet. It's Pickled by my mother. It's delicious! "

Listening to her clear and gentle voice, he nodded for the first time.

Song Qingqing quickly fed him with a spoon. This time, he was very cooperative, but in a moment, he had already drunk it.

After collecting the bowl, Song said, "have a rest. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Where's the candied fruit?" People in black spit out three hoarse words.

Song Qingqing frowned, and he took it seriously.

"Wait a minute, then!" With that, she ran out quickly.

A moment later, she turned back with candied fruit in her hand.

"You take one!" She put the sweet preserves on his lips.

Don't look at the man in black. He can't reach it. How can he eat it?

Song Qing is full of black lines. This man is really hard to serve!

It is clear that she was kind enough to save him and take him in, but he tugged like a 250000! That's killing me.

"Here you are!" Song Qingqing put it in his mouth and nearly choked him.

Slowly chewing the sweet candied fruit, the man in black swore that it was the best candied fruit in his life.

Song Qingqing walked out of the wood room. As soon as he got inside, he was startled by the people standing inside.

She subconsciously closed the door from the outside, and then thought, no, that's her own house! It's not to go by yourself, but to drive away the uninvited guests.

She pushed the door in again and whispered, "Why are you here again?"

Xuanyuansheng sat at her desk and poured tea for herself: "I happen to be doing business outside. I'm tired. Come in and have a cup of tea!"

Song tilted his head and asked, "shouldn't you go to your fiancee for tea? Why do you want to come to me? "

Xuanyuansheng squinted, looked at her stubborn face and said in a deep voice, "how can I listen to your sour tone?"

"Little uncle..."

Xuanyuansheng was furious. He got up in an instant, browed at Song and said, "dare you shout again?"

"Little uncle... Little uncle..." he yelled several times in a row. He turned black with anger.

"Song Qing? You mean to be angry with me, don't you? " Xuanyuansheng looked at her.

"I didn't shout wrong!" Song Qingbai glanced at him, sat down in front of him, grabbed the tea bowl just filled in front of him and drank it.

Xuanyuansheng's deep eyes fixed on her for a long time.

"What are you looking at?" The Song Dynasty was inclined to know later.

"That's what the palace just used!"

Song Qingqing's last saliva didn't go down and nearly came out. She coughed violently and her face turned red. She didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry.

She put the teacup heavily in front of him, and didn't look at him in anger.

As time went by, neither of them spoke first.

Song tilted his face, but he was very worried. He would not sit here all night, would he?

After waiting for a moment, he heard xuanyuansheng's slow voice: "father is dying!"

Song Qing jumped in his heart, pinched his fingers subconsciously, looked at his deep eyes and said: "people will always face that day when they are born, old and dead!"

Xuanyuan Sheng's face flickered with a touch of gloomy. He had always been a man who killed and resolute and resolute and resolute. He had seen through the hearts of the people, even though he knew that getting married was just a way to soothe the forces of all sides. But he still accepted it willingly, because he was the emperor of the future. He must take these forces and mediate them.

But every time I see the little girl in front of me, a certain place in his heart will suddenly become soft. There will be some doubts about what he did before. Is it right to insist on doing something like that? Or wrong?

He forced to close his eyes, and pressed those complicated thoughts to the bottom of his heart. He was really confused, and even more and more indulged himself to show his true emotions in front of the little girl.

"It's time for me to go!" He sprang to his feet.

Song Qing turns his head and looks at his lonely back. In his bright eyes, there is a touch of heartache that he doesn't even notice.

"Wait!" She blurted out.

"Well?" Xuanyuansheng looked back and saw her little face which was a little blank.

She was a little nervous to swallow throat, the cramped said: "that you on the road to be careful!"

Xuan Yuan Sheng's lips Cape Yang Yang, this little wench is worrying about him?

"I see!" He nodded and turned away.

Song Qingqing chagrined at his hair and sneered at himself with disdain: "Song Qingqing, you are really dizzy. People are flying over the eaves and walls, coming and going without a trace. Do you mind your own business?"

"You are so stupid! Stupid Song Qing stretched out his hand and poked his head back and forth.

"Leaning?" A voice of surprise came, startled her back, but to xuanyuansheng's deep eyes.

"You, didn't you go?" She stood up in a hurry, but also could not care about the corner of the table hit the arm pain.

Xuanyuan Sheng chuckled: "my palace suddenly forgot to explain something to you!"

Song Qingqing was stunned. In fact, xuanyuansheng's face was cold and ascetic. When he frowned, it was a great pressure on people. But when he laughed, it was like melting ice and snow, blooming spring flowers, charming and enchanting.

"Leaning?" His low, magnetic voice called her name.

Song Qingqing suddenly responded, holding the hot cheek in his hands and saying, "what do you want to explain to me?"

"It's true that Song Ying is the crown princess, but she is only the side princess!" Xuanyuansheng light mouth.

"Eh!" She gave a silly reply.

"Eh?" Xuanyuansheng frowned and looked at her small face seriously. He couldn't help saying, "don't you have anything to say?"

"No!" She shook her head in a hurry, as if to send xuanyuansheng away.

Xuanyuan Sheng squinted, his face crossed with a touch of disappointment, it seems that he is redundant to explain to her.

He said nothing more and turned away.

After the door closed quietly, song Qingqing, just like a frightened animal, ran to the yard in a hurry.

Yuehua scattered silver frost all over the ground, where there is his figure.

Song Qingqing sat on the threshold, with his gills in his hands, gazing at the moon overhead.

What does xuanyuansheng just mean? What does he mean by telling himself about Song Ying? She didn't dare to think and speculate. Maybe he just understood Song Ying's character, so he didn't think she was suitable to be the crown princess?