win the hairpin

Chapter 81 Mother and Daughter
In order to let Song Huiyue's mind not stick to the bad things, Liu Qin told the interesting stories about her rolling in the wind and dust.

"When I was in Jianjian Mansion on Jiangnan Road, there was a sudden rise of weeping willows to say goodbye, especially in spring. Scholars of letters claimed that all the willows in the city were bald by breaking the spring breeze. Once, the magistrate went out for an outing, and the weeping willows turned into bald willows. Angrily, he cursed and ordered that anyone who broke willow branches should be fined one tael of silver."

Song Huiyue grinned and was about to laugh out loud when she heard this, but she accidentally stretched the wound, she wanted to laugh but her mouth hurt, it was very painful to grin her teeth.

Seeing this, Liu Qin quickly said, "I won't say anything."

Song Huiyue waved her hands and let out a "hangchihangchi" laugh without showing her teeth: "I'll be careful."

Liu Qin pointed to the dragon boat incense leak. The incense had been burned to the noon mark line, and the small copper ball hanging from the silver thread dangled and was about to fall.

"Didn't Nurse Yun say that your mother will be here at noon? I'll take my leave."

As her words fell, the small copper ball jingled and rolled into the dragon boat.

Song Huiyue stood up and sent her off: "I'll take you out, and I'll pick up Aniang outside by the way."

The two walked out the door talking and laughing, and walked up the bamboo forest corridor. After a while, they ran into King Jin head-on.

King Jin was in good spirits after a night's rest, with a soap-colored cardigan half-opened outside, revealing a white muslin robe, a lotus jade crown on his head, and a pair of soap-colored cloth shoes. Dust.

Liu Qin and Song Huiyue said a blessing together: "My lord."

Nanny Yun followed from afar, and also saluted together.

King Jin asked Song Huiyue: "Will you pick up your mother?"

Song Huiyue nodded.

"Don't worry, Auntie. The prescription for removing scars has already been prepared. It is a secret recipe in the palace. It will not leave any traces. It can be applied when the wound scabs over."

Song Huiyue replied with a smile: "I know."

King Jin also laughed, and stood sideways to make way for them.

Song Huiyue and Liu Qin swam past King Jin like fish.

King Jin looked at Song Huiyue and felt that she was very calm from body to heart.

Her calmness was the calmness of a conclusion in her heart, without any pretense, and she didn't even ask about Song Qinghui's news.

In this chaotic and unruly world, there are always restless people stirring in the dark, ready to cause trouble at any time.

Only Song Huiyue made him feel at ease.

She is a nail in the chaos, firmly stuck in place, no matter how the world changes and the torrent of time washes past her, she will not shake herself.

There she died, decayed, and dissipated.

Liu Qin turned around in a strange way.

King Jin was still standing where he was, his eyes following Song Huiyue, and there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Liu Qin's heart skipped a beat, feeling that she had touched some secret, she twisted her neck back abruptly.

She swung it too fast and too hard, and she covered her neck with an "ouch".

Song Huiyue looked at her: "Are there mosquitoes?"

Liu Qin replied with tears in her eyes: "No, I stretched."

After sending away Liu Qin, who was very weird with a twisted neck, Song Huiyue waited for Mrs. Song who was leading the family.

Mrs. Xie also came with her daughter-in-law and grandson.

Before coming here, Xie Zhou had already said that Song Huiyue had hurt her face, and they were both worried and hated, and they unanimously decided not to make a fuss when they saw Song Huiyue, but when they really saw Song Huiyue, All stayed.

This is no small injury.

It can be said that the entire half of the face is injured.

Can this really leave no scars?
Instead, it was Song Huiyue who smiled and stepped forward to break the silence, greeted people with a series of salutes, and helped Mrs. Song from Yuan Yuan's hands.

"My lord told me that there will be no scars," she tried to comfort everyone, "Besides, even if there are some scars, it's okay if I can't marry. .”

Mrs. Song looked haggard, her eyes were sunken, and her complexion was yellow. She held her breath and said, "Auntie is here. With Auntie here, everything will be fine. Why are your hands so cold?"

The mother is the mountain between death. With the mother, death is far away in the sky.

If the mother is not there, then hell is just around the corner.

"It's not cold," Song Huiyue looked at Aunt Lin: "Is Auntie's hand okay?"

Aunt Lin's eloquence failed for a while, and she only burst into tears: "Okay...Wang Cuiping, her...and old man Lin and Mrs. Wu..."

Seeing that something was wrong, Mrs. Li hurried forward and pushed Song Huiyue and Mrs. Song inside: "Don't blow the wind here, the funeral and funeral are handled by the magistrate's yamen. Wait until the first seven days to pay homage. Now the most important thing is to pay homage." The thing is to live and live well.”

"Sister-in-law said," Song Huiyue patted Aunt Lin's arm, "we will go to Lushan Temple then."

Aunt Lin nodded: "When will the uncle come back?"

Song Huiyue said briskly: "I sent him to Doctor Gu, and the prince has arranged for someone to pick him up."

Aunt Lin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, the uncle must have suffered."

Song Huiyue asked again: "Is Yinxiao here?"

Li said with a smile: "You Song is there, don't worry about it soon."

Mrs. Xie walked at the end with little Xie Yi in her arms, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that Song Huiyue was too sensible.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't mention the injury on his face, he had to comfort his mother and aunt, and he was worried about Song Qinghui and Yin Xiao. Although he was smiling, he felt more miserable than anyone else.

After entering the room, Nanny Yun served tea and fruit orderly. With hot tea, everyone's emotions gradually stabilized.

Mrs. Li put little Xie Yi on the carpet laid on the ground, little Xie Yi was full of flesh, and laughed every time she was teased, revealing the two deciduous teeth below, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Xie Zhou's.

However, it was not easy to climb, so it could only arch its buttocks and move forward like a worm.

Mrs. Song said to Mrs. Xie: "Living in the prince's mansion is too out of bounds. I know the prince's kindness, but he is not married, and we are all female relatives... But I have to ask you to find a house for me. "

Mrs. Xie nodded: "Don't worry, it's not difficult. Right now, I'd better stay here. Sister Yue's injury is the most important thing. The starling said that Wang Ye has all the things here, and the doctor is also convenient."

Thinking of Song Huiyue's injury, Mrs. Song panicked.

She wanted to take a closer look, but Song Huiyue didn't give her a chance, she kept lying on the ground to tease the child, until she fell asleep at night, and Song Huiyue leaned on the bedside to talk to her, and she looked carefully.

"Does it hurt?"

Song Huiyue tucked in the quilt, turned her face to the side: "It doesn't hurt anymore, don't worry, your prescription has been changed, I think several medicines have been added."

Mrs. Song clapped her hands: "Auntie is fine, you can't be naughty in the palace, and don't run around, it's not good to offend the prince."

She sighed again: "We and the prince have never moved around, and now we are staying rashly..."

"Once I make things up, I don't have to go out all day."

Mrs. Song coughed a few times, and held Song Huiyue's hand tightly: "Is something wrong with Qinghui, please tell me, I can bear it, you don't want to suffer alone."

She couldn't figure out the prince, but Song Huiyue was raised by her. She knew that Song Huiyue was most afraid of her family's worries. The bigger the matter, the more she pretended to be nonchalant.

If Qinghui was really all right, he would have come back long ago.

"It's okay." Song Huiyue stood up, lowered the curtain from the silver hook, and covered her eyes, "You can rest."

(End of this chapter)