The prince's favorite concubine is flirtatious and wild

Xia Liu didn't follow into the house, and had been waiting outside the Chenxiang Courtyard, when she suddenly saw her master being picked up like a chicken, she was stunned on the spot, and when she came back to her senses, the man had already gone far away.

Hua Chao grabbed Song Yuanling's collar and carried her to the gate of the Song Mansion without stopping.

She let go, and pushed the person out forcefully: "Go slowly, don't send."

Song Yuanling staggered and managed to stabilize her body.

Xia Liu trotted over, supported her, and glared at Hua Chao angrily: "Whatever you push, we will go by ourselves. You are presumptuous, my master is Miss Song after all..."

Halfway through the conversation, Xia Liu saw someone staring at her domineeringly, and the bones in her fingers were rattling, as if what Hua Chao was pinching was not her own bones, but hers, Xia Liu immediately closed her mouth.

Song Yuanling looked awkward, and pulled Xia Liu to turn around and leave: "A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, so hurry up and go away."

The two immediately ran towards the next door with the wind on their feet.

Hua Chao snorted coldly, turned around and prepared to enter the mansion.

Suddenly Xia Liu's weak voice came from the wind: "Master, it seems that Miss Fifth's way is not going to work, why don't we change to another..."

Hua Chao's footsteps paused for a moment, and then quietly followed.

……

Hua Chao ran into the house like an angry rooster: "It's too much, Song Yuanling dares to covet King Yan, master, as long as you say a word, this servant will stamp her."

Song Jiu: "..."

Looking at Hua Chao, who was even more sad and angry than her, Song Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and then she burst out laughing. The anger provoked by Song Yuanling dissipated a lot in an instant: "There is no blood during the Chinese New Year."

In the first new year when she was reborn, she wanted to spend it peacefully with her family only.

That's why Liangchen just proposed to tell mother about Song Yuanling's ambition, but she also refused.

She's just a clown, there's no need to scare Yingniang, she has plenty of ways to deal with Song Yuanling.

How dare he boldly ran in front of her and said that he wanted to be Xiao Qinghan's side concubine.

If I don't show off my power, I really think she can't lift a big knife anymore, right?

Hua Chao took a deep breath, still aggrieved.

"If I had known that Miss San had such an idea, I should have kicked her out and told her to break a few bones."

Liang Chen blinked, and suddenly asked: "Then how do you know?"

I was serving in the house, so I heard Miss San's crazy words the whole time. Hua Chao was called into the room by the lady later. Judging from the meaning of her words, she probably didn't know what Miss San was doing beforehand.

"I heard their master and servant discussing..."

As Hua Chao spoke, he repeated what he had heard outside the door.

Xia Liu: "Master, it seems that Miss Fifth's path is not going to work. How about we change and go directly to King Yan? As long as he agrees to marry you as his side concubine, Miss Fifth will not dare to say anything."

Song Yuanling: "Are you stupid or am I stupid? King Yan is powerless now. He would agree to marry me as his side concubine before marrying his third cousin. Isn't this offending uncle? Besides, look at my face , and think about the beauty of the third cousin, how unclear is King Yan's mind to accept my proposal?"

Xia Liu: "...Third Miss, you are quite self-aware."

Song Yuanling: "Tsk, besides, I've lost my face."

Xia Liu: "Oh oh oh, this servant is wrong, wrong."

Song Yuanling: "So I still have to agree with my third cousin. Think about it, I will live under her hands in the future. If she can admit me, will I be able to enjoy the glory and wealth with her?"

Xia Liu: "Master, what you said sounds weird."

Song Yuanling: "What's wrong?"

Xia Liu: "It doesn't seem like you want to marry King Yan, but Miss San. After all, King Yan is poor."

Song Yuanling: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

……

At the end of Hua Chao's speech, his expression suddenly became indescribable. At that time, he was only immersed in the anger of the master and servant who wanted to plot against the King of Yan. Now that they have relayed their words, why does it feel wrong?

She looked up at Song Jiu, and saw that her master was frowning enough to kill countless flies.

"In the future, if she dares to step into the Chenxiang Courtyard again, she will see her once and hit her once." Song Jiu said to Hua Chao.

She didn't care what Song Yuanling's idea was.

Hmph, if you still want to enjoy the glory and wealth with her, if you dare to play Xiao Qinghan's idea, she will ask Song Yuanling to see the King of Hell.

Hua Chao nodded heavily in response.

After Song Yuanling hit a wall with Song Jiu, she didn't dare to approach her again.

But the fact is that when she went to the Song Mansion later, she was directly stopped by the servants outside the gate, and she was not allowed to enter. When she heard that it was Song Jiu's order, Song Yuanling could only rest for a while.

The days passed by in a flash, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

The taste of the new year is getting stronger and stronger. Walking on various streets in the capital, everyone is buying new year's goods, and it is very lively.

Jishi Medical Center.

Because of the Chinese New Year, Wen Yuen Long asked the drug boys to go back to celebrate the New Year, and he stayed behind to guard the shop.

Sick people don't care whether it's Chinese New Year or normal, so the shop has to be open to deal with patients, but generally it's not a serious problem, and they won't come to the medical center before the year.

"Wen Yan, Wen Yan."

Song Jiu's carriage stopped in the back alley, and he slapped the back door and shouted.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

When Wen Yan saw Song Jiu, a big smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Miss San, why are you here?"

"It's New Year's Eve, I'm here to give you a New Year's gift." Song Jiu smiled and asked someone to move things in.

"This... how dare you ask the third lady to spend money." Wen Yan said.

Song Jiu: "How can it be called a waste of money? You and Uncle Wen, two big men, must not have imagined that they would be so careful and thoughtful, and they would not invite a servant. For Chinese New Year, there is still an atmosphere that should be there."

"Then thank you, Miss San, for your kindness."

"Your father has rejuvenated, but I have acquired a great talent, and I am not polite to me. Besides, I have to thank your father for the ointment." The scar on her forehead has faded, and after a while can be restored.

Wen Yan smiled shyly: "Tian Han, Third Miss, please sit in the room."

Song Jiu nodded, followed Wen Yan into the house.

This is a two-entry house. The front yard is the kitchen and flower hall, the two west rooms are temporarily vacant, and the back yard is the residence and study of Wen Yuen Long and his son. Although it is not big, it is still very spacious for only two people. The important thing is that this house is next to the pharmacy, so you can go in and out directly after opening it.

But Song Jiu couldn't reveal that Ji Shi Medical Center was related to her, so when she came, she always came from the back door.

"You look good, have you been coughing recently?" Song Jiu asked as she walked towards the flower hall.

Wen Yan looked back at Song Jiu, and said with a smile, "Miss Xie San is concerned. After the last time I got better from the cold, I haven't been sick until now. Dad took my pulse and said that the pulse is getting more and more stable. Look at it this way." , you can consider sending me to school in the spring of next year."

The more winter his weakness came, the more his body could not bear it, and his fever and cough became more frequent.