After wearing the book, I became Shoufu's favorite

Chapter 511 Attacked
The next day, early in the morning.

Song Mianmian personally sent Xie Yuan to the city gate, watching him get on his horse and leave, his black cloak flapping in the cold wind, she couldn't let go.

"Ah!"

After she sneezed again, Zhimei quickly put the cloak around her body for her.

Xiaolu said: "Girl, you are still sick, the adults are gone, let's go back."

Zhimei hurriedly nodded, "Yes, ma'am, don't look back, you're getting sicker."

There are quite a few people who know about Xie Yuan's trip this time, and the Shen family is also very measured. I just hope that Xie Yuan can convey a few words of concern on his behalf.

It was also because of this that Mrs. Shen inevitably found out about Song Mianmian's illness, and was distressed and angry at the same time.

I was so angry that she didn't say anything when she was sick.

"Ah."

Song Mianmian nodded, and sneezed again, with a soft voice, "Come back."

On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, Xie Yuan left the capital early in the morning and went to Zhubei Pass.

That night, Song Mianmian tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, and couldn't explain the reason, but couldn't sleep anyway.

Just when she turned over for an unknown number of times, Zhimei, who was sleeping with her in the house because Xie Yuan was not at home, couldn't help but uttered, "Ma'am, can't you sleep?"

"You haven't slept yet." Song Mianmian simply sat up.

Zhimei was silent for a while, and said, "I fell asleep." It was the madam who turned over and sighed that woke her up, but she didn't say this.

"I can't sleep." Song Mianmian held the quilt in her arms, and her voice sounded pitiful.

Zhimei also sat up and looked at Song Mianmian through the flickering candlelight, "Madam, why don't I sing for you? When I was a child and couldn't sleep, my mother would sing for me."

Song Mianmian was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Okay."

Soon, Zhimei's singing sounded in the room. Amid the soft music, Song Mianmian closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep quickly.

But despite this, Song Mianmian still found it difficult to fall asleep, as if there was something important hanging in her heart that she couldn't let go of.

She had a bad premonition in her heart, but she didn't want to think in that direction.

Waiting for Zhimei to finish singing a song and almost falling asleep again, Song Mianmian was still tossing and turning restlessly on the bed.In the end, she simply didn't sleep anymore, picked up the coat and put it on her body, and sat up.

"Is there any news from A Yuan?"

Song Mianmian's words made Zhimei a little speechless. She didn't know how to answer, so she paused for a moment and said, "My lord has just left Beijing for only twelve hours, and there is no news yet."

"Oh."

Song Mianmian nodded, although she could understand, she couldn't hide her disappointment.

She regrets it more and more now, she should have gone with her if she knew earlier, Guan Ayuan agrees or disagrees.

"Ma'am, don't worry too much, your lord must have been safe all the way, and you are resting right now."

Song Mianmian hummed, then nodded again, not knowing who he was trying to convince, "Sure, definitely."

She lay back on the bed at once, and finally fell asleep when the dawn was about to break.

But she didn't sleep for a long time.

"Madam, Madam, wake up." Zhimei's voice rang in his ears, Song Mianmian felt his head buzzing, rubbed his aching head, and slowly opened his eyes.

It was already bright outside the window, Song Mianmian frowned and looked at Zhimei and Xiaolu who were surrounded by the bed, and after a second of stunned, she quickly realized, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

If nothing happened, Xiaolu and Zhimei wouldn't disturb her to rest.

as predicted.

Xiaolu said in a low voice: "Girl, I just received the news that your lord has been attacked."

what? !

Song Mianmian was about to get out of bed immediately, "How is the situation now? Is he injured?"

"It's nothing serious. It's just a small group of people who came to attack the grain carts. Fortunately, Mr. Xie is very strict with the grain carts, and there is no serious problem."

Xiaolu hurriedly added the situation, so that Song Mianmian would not be worried.

Song Mianmian did not breathe a sigh of relief because of this, but instead said, "It's only been a day since we left, and this happened, and we don't know what will happen next."

"This trip will take half a month, I think those people will never give up." Song Mianmian lost her sleepiness in an instant, got up straight away and walked around the room frowning.

Zhimei hurriedly took her coat to put on Song Mianmian, but she didn't make a sound to disturb her thoughts.

Seeing Song Mianmian frowned in thought, Zhimei couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Madam, you... don't you want to find your lord?"

"Of course I want to." Song Mianmian nodded without hesitation, and before Zhimei could say something to persuade her, she said, "But no."

Phew, Zhimei let out a long breath.

Fortunately, the madam is still rational, and she didn't say anything to scare her.

Song Mianmian knew it well, and explained in a low voice, "These people are so rampant, obviously no matter what the cost is, once the husband can't find a breakthrough, maybe they will think of other ways."

"Even though the capital is at the feet of the emperor, if those people really want to do something, I'm afraid more people will not stand up, but just wait and see."

In any case, it will not harm their interests.

On the contrary, Ah Yuan did not serve either of the two princes, and if something happened to him, it would reduce a factor of uncertainty.

Song Mianmian paused, and said loudly, "I believe in A Yuan."

She believed that Xie Yuan could take care of everything outside and safely escort the food and grass to Zhubei Pass, and she would also be his most solid backing in the capital to make him feel at ease.

After Song Mianmian finished speaking, she said, "Wash up."

It was almost noon when she finished her meal.

At this moment, Xiao Lu came in again from the outside, "Girl, just now there is news that His Majesty has sent His Highness King Chen to reinforce Your Excellency."

Song Mianmian frowned, "But isn't Lingling going to give birth in about half a month?"

It will take half a month to go to Zhubeiguan, that is to say, once King Chen goes, Lingling will definitely not be able to come back when she gives birth.

"Go and find out, what happened in the hall today." As Xiao Lingling's friend, she knows exactly how kind Chen Wang is to Xiao Lingling.

It’s okay to change it to normal, it’s all right for the country and the people.

But now is the time when Xiao Lingling is about to give birth, and there are no elders in Prince Chen's mansion, and no one is taking care of Xiao Lingling, how can King Chen feel at ease?

Something must have happened.

"Yes."

Xiao Lu agreed, and immediately turned around to inquire.

Song Mianmian sat for a while longer, and said, "Prepare the car and go to Prince Chen's Mansion."
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Chenwang Mansion.

As soon as Song Mianmian got out of the car, she was invited in by the nanny next to Xiao Lingling. The nanny couldn't hide the sadness on her brows, but she still smiled at Song Mianmian, "Mrs. Xie, the princess guessed that you would come."

"If it wasn't for the concubine's heavy body, she would definitely have gone to find you."

Song Mianmian smiled, and said in a low voice, "I didn't sleep well last night and got up late, how is your princess these days?"

Momo nodded repeatedly, "The princess has a good appetite these days, but she doesn't sleep well at night, the little master always kicks the princess."

Song Mianmian couldn't help laughing and said, "It looks like a naughty one."

(End of this chapter)