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

Chapter 110
On February [-]st, Li Zhao came to visit Song Qingyue with a lot of supplements and medicinal materials.

As soon as she entered the yard, she saw Song Qingyue wearing a rabbit fur cloak, her legs covered with a mink cloak he gave her, and she was sitting on a padded wicker chair basking in the sun to calculate the accounts.

Sitting next to her were a few unfamiliar girls who looked younger, each with an abacus in their hands, it seemed that they were cultivating newcomers.

"If you're still sick, don't busy yourself with these things. What if you get tired and get sick again?" Li Zhao walked over quickly, slapped the account book away, and didn't let her see it.

"Why are you here, Your Highness?" Song Qingyue was about to get up to greet her, but Li Zhao bent down, hugged her horizontally, and walked into the house.

The little maids all blushed and did not dare to follow in.

Li Zhao's face was a bit stern. He looked at Song Qingyue and asked seriously, "I ask you, why did you go to the empty water pavilion on the day of the Lantern Festival? Who poured you wine first?"

In fact, the Song Mansion had already investigated that matter, so many days passed, and Song Qingyue also had some guesses in her heart: the girl from the Ning family in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion or the Mu family girl from the Rongguo Duke Mansion.

The old lady of Zhenbeihou's mansion and the original wife of Lord Hou are both from the Mu family of Rongguo Duke's mansion.

That night, it was a cousin of the Rongguo mansion who first took her to drink, and then the two daughters of the mansion came to find their cousins, and said that it was homemade plum wine, which was sour and sweet, and tasted very delicious. Alright, after that, the second girl from the Ning family came and said she wanted to play Gu Quan.Song Qingyue couldn't, so those four people insisted on teaching her.Song Qingyue didn't know that the plum wine had a strong aftertaste, and it was only drunk as a sweet and sour fruit juice.

In those few days, she was not in a good mood, and she wanted to release it, to have fun, to drink left and right, and she forgot how much she drank.

In the end, I don't know who proposed to go out to have a snowball fight. I ran and ran, confused, and I didn't know where I was dragged.

Song Qingyue thought about it, Rongguo Gong Mu's family and Zhenyuanhou's Ning's family must have a deep relationship with Su Wang's mansion. Since they have contributed their efforts, it is natural for them to want to have another princess to ensure the future interests of the family. things.

But she followed Mr. Song out of that broken place in the south of the Five Ridges and stepped in. She, a little concubine who was not well-known in the past, directly took the title of Li Zhaoshi's concubine.

But the imperial decree has been issued, and they don't even have time to fight for it. The only way is to let themselves die.

Li Zhao must have also thought of the stakes involved and had doubts, so he came to ask himself.But Song Qingyue didn't want to talk about it for the time being.

Li Zhao is the eldest son who has lost his biological mother, and the road ahead is still difficult. She doesn't want Li Zhao to fall out with these two families because of this kind of thing at this time.

Although Li Zhao won the power, she might not be able to do well, but if Li Zhao loses power, the Song family will not be able to think about it.

After getting married, everyone is like a grasshopper tied to a rope.

So Song Qingyue shook her head, and said softly: "It's me. The glutinous rice wine brewed by the greedy mother Bai is delicious and sweet. I thought it would be okay to drink more, so I drank the whole pot without knowing it, and I was so drunk that I was confused. Nanny and Feng Jiu don't blame them, but I thought that since it's a festival, let's celebrate it together, let them go down and find someone to have fun with, and don't wait around. You know, in previous years, New Year's Day and During the Lantern Festival, I let the servants rest."

Although Li Zhao still had doubts in his heart, seeing Song Qingyue's words so detailed and sure, he had no choice but to dispel his doubts, because he felt that Song Qingyue didn't need to cover up the murderer who wanted to kill her.

"Don't drink too much in the future!" He could only tell her with a straight face.

"Understood." Song Qingyue responded obediently.

He took a closer look at the girls standing beside her. Mo Yun, Mo Xiang, and Mo Hen lowered their heads guiltyly. Song Qingyue took Li Zhao's hand and said, "I will allow them to go out of the house for the holidays." It's my fault for looking at the lanterns on the street and going to play around with each other, don't stare at them!"

"Which girl was following you that day?" Li Zhao was still relentless.

"My own girl, Your Highness don't want to do it for me." Song Qingyue glared at Li Zhao, Li Zhao snorted angrily, Song Qingyue could only hold his hand, and said coquettishly: "Don't be angry, am I okay? "

She looked at the door again and shouted: "Mo Zhu, bring the cashmere sweater I prepared for His Highness!"

One of the second-class maids who ran in from the door and settled accounts with Song Qingyue just now, went to the big sandalwood cabinet in the room, took out a flat black lacquered gold box, and held it in front of the bed.

Song Qingyue covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed for a while until tears flowed out. She said to Li Zhao, "It took a long time to do it. When His Highness was crowned last year, he didn't have time to do it well. Don't be surprised, Your Highness."

Li Zhao didn't expect Song Qingyue to remember her own birthday, so she temporarily gave up on the servants who pursued Song Qingyue, and opened the box with great joy. It was a cashmere sweater with a sweetheart collar.He stretched out his hand to touch it, and said in surprise, "This is also wool? How can it be so soft and delicate to the touch?"

Song Qingyue explained: "This is cashmere. The most delicate and soft down of the sheep is twisted into threads and woven into sweaters. Mongolian sheep have thicker wool fibers and less cashmere. It is not easy to save enough cashmere to weave this one."

"Shall I try it here?" Li Zhao said as if he was about to take off his coat on the spot.

Song Qingyue quickly turned her head aside: "Don't! You go back and try again! It should be very comfortable to put on over the coat."

After saying this, Song Qingyue coughed violently again, Li Zhao quickly put down the cashmere sweater, sat on the side of the bed, put his arms around her shoulders, and helped her breathe.

Song Qingyue waved her hand and said: "It's okay, I will take the medicine on time and settle down, and I will get better soon. It's just that my mother will come to report to the princess in two days, the wedding date of my eldest sister and second sister It's settled. In addition, my father also wants to ask His Highness, do you have any shortlist for my eldest brother's wife?"

Song Qingyue's tone was polite and alienated. Li Zhao frowned upon hearing this, and holding her breath, he tightened his arms around her, put his face into her neck and took a deep breath. He pinched Song Qingyue's chin and let her Turning his face sideways, he leaned forward and wanted to kiss her lips, but Song Qingyue raised his hand to cover his mouth and stopped him firmly.

"Your Highness, get over your sickness carefully!"

She wanted to say it was pneumonia, maybe it was a virus. If Li Zhao came to the Song Mansion and was infected by her when he returned, then the Song family would be guilty of a serious crime.

Li Zhao bit her hard on the base of the ear unhappily, causing Song Qingyue to groan subconsciously.

She is still ill, and her voice is hoarse and delicate, and Li Zhao's ears are throbbing. At the age of 20, with a fresh blood, he hugged her tightly and kissed her on her cheeks and ears. .

Song Qingyue was frightened half to death, she was really afraid that he would follow his father's lead and kill herself ahead of time!

You must know that the eldest sister's wedding is scheduled for May, and the second sister's is scheduled for September. Why should my marriage with Li Zhao be delayed until the beginning of next spring? I can't let her get married when the weather is freezing, right?The royal wedding should be very particular about the weather.

In fact, she wanted to delay it even longer!

This body is too young, the Great Zhou Dynasty is not counted as a false age, it is counted as one year old, but she was pregnant and had a child at the age of fifteen or sixteen, I am afraid it will kill her!
Moreover, she had already asked Meng Wanfeng and her great-grandfather Mr. Chen carefully, and there was no such thing as a long-term drinking solution that would not harm the body.

For example, there is mercury in the prescriptions given to prostitutes by the bustard in the brothel, so the prostitutes will not be able to live long, and basically they will die in their early 30s.

The decoction that the rich family took for the concubine's concubines either contained mercury or something cold. If you drink too much, it is very likely that you will die, and even if you don't die, you will probably suffer from gynecological diseases.

Song Qingyue even secretly asked Aunt Chen if she had contraceptives such as fish bubbles and sheep casings. Aunt Chen looked at Song Qingyue with an indescribably weird expression and told her that only unruly women steal people He only used that thing when he was a child, and asked Song Qingyue how he knew about such things.

Song Qingyue faltered and said that she saw it in the storybook, and Aunt Chen pursed her mouth, telling her to recover well when she was sick, and to avoid reading nonsense and unspeakable things.

Now she feels a headache when she sees Li Zhao, and even hopes that she will be sick for three to five years before remarrying.

Li Zhao raised his head from her neck unsteadily, and saw Song Qingyue's face turned pale, her eyes full of worry, she didn't have the shyness of a little girl, not even angry.

There was only horror in her eyes.

The muscles in the back tensed and then relaxed, and the room was suddenly quiet. Li Zhao's face was dark, and the uneasiness and doubts that had been in his heart all along came up one by one.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be in the blink of an eye.

"Your Highness...you are bullying me." Song Qingyue stretched out her hand and pushed him, and then coughed desperately. She coughed and coughed and even started to retch, as if she wanted to cough up her lungs.

Li Zhao was worried when he saw it, and he didn't care about any uneasiness and doubts. He just called out to the maid outside, asking her to go and invite the doctor again.

Song Qingyue shook her head: "I just saw it once this morning. I'll take my medicine on time and I'll be fine. I'll always...cough coughcough... I'll get better gradually. Don't stay here any longer, be careful and get rid of the sickness."

Li Zhao refused, and insisted on staring at the doctor to check the pulse again. He was relieved when he heard that Miss Song San's condition was improving, but she still refused to leave like that, hugged her, and rubbed against her for a long time.

"Stop thinking about what you have and what you don't. I will watch the arrangements for our wedding, and I will also think about your brother's marriage. You don't have to worry about it, you know?" He wrapped his arms around her, and his voice was extremely gentle.

"You still have to pick a girl that my brother likes. If he doesn't like it, no matter how suitable she is!" Song Qingyue emphasized.

Li Zhao looked at her stern face and sighed, "Think of me more when you have time!"

Song Qingyue hummed, and in a blink of an eye, seeing Li Zhao's dissatisfied face, she had no choice but to nod her head a few times, and said solemnly, "I always remember His Highness in my heart."

Only then was Li Zhao satisfied.

It wasn't until the Liang family sent someone to invite him that Li Zhao was willing to leave.

Feng Jiu was in the courtyard, and when Li Zhao glanced at her, she was so frightened that she could hardly stand up.

She couldn't resist the temptation that night, and with Song Qingyue's permission, she went drinking and having fun with Nanny Bai, who knew that something like this would happen.

Now it is useless for her to regret and blame herself, she has not slept for several nights, and with Li Zhao's look, Feng Jiu fell headfirst in the yard.

Mo Mei and the other little girls came forward to see that Feng Jiu was also sick, so they hurriedly carried her to the back room to rest.

In the room, Mo Yun and Mo Xiang, the first-class girls, heard that Feng Jiu hadn't slept for several nights because of her self-blame, and felt guilty because of her illness.Each of them tightened their nerves in their hearts, and such mistakes should not happen again.

If it wasn't for Song Qingyue's efforts to protect them, it would be possible for them to be dragged out and beaten to death and then sold if they were replaced by other people.

(End of this chapter)