The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 11: The Almighty Prince
As everyone knows, Song Dalin had very deep feelings for Ye Qiuniang. If Ye Qiuniang really died, it would be unknown whether Song Dalin would remarry. Even if he remarried, his wife would not be Yu Chen.

"Father and my brothers will take care of this. Wanwan, you are seriously injured. Don't run around these days. You must take good care of your body and take good care of your mother and brother."

Song Dalin's eyes were deep. He stopped Song Qingwan not because he had any feelings for Tofu Xishi, but because he wanted to destroy, smash and ruin her. He was really angry.

Song Qingwan took a look and did not refute, "Okay, I'll take care of mother. Is the rice soup ready? Make it thicker so I can feed some to Xiaoqi later."

"Okay, the medicine is ready. You drink it first, sister, and I'll give it to mother and Xiaoqi later." Song Qingya wiped her tears, cheered herself up, and poured the medicine into the bowl with her hands deftly.

Song Qingwan had just finished cutting the plywood into two very delicate and small curved pieces. After she felt that there were no burrs on them, she went to wash her hands.

Song Qingya was very curious. She picked up the splint and looked at it, then asked, "Sister, is it done? It looks pretty hard. Will it hurt Xiao Qi?"

"It's not finished yet. It needs a layer of cotton and then a layer of soft cotton cloth. I'm not good at sewing, so you can sew the cover later."

After Song Qingwan finished speaking, she picked up the boiling hot and dark medicine and drank it in one gulp.

"Hey!" Song Qingya's hand froze in mid-air. What's going on? Doesn't my sister feel hot? She doesn't even frown, and she's not afraid of suffering?
No, it must be because she experienced too many things today. She has grown up and become more tolerant, and most of these were caused by her own recklessness.

Song Qingya felt guilty and worried about her sister. She sniffed and reached into her sleeve to look for her purse.

She looked so sad that Song Qingwan was confused. "What's wrong?" Did she take the wrong medicine? No, right? It was just too bitter, but she couldn't be so hypocritical in order to heal her wounds. She could only pray that the effect of the medicine was proportional to its bitterness.

But Song Qingya just took out a piece of maltose and gave it to her, "Here, it won't be bitter if you eat it." This was the candy that she had treasured for a long time and was reluctant to eat, and now she gave it to her guilty sister.

Song Qingwan's eyes lit up. Who wants to eat bitter food when there is sweet food? She needed it so much. Anyone who has taken Chinese medicine knows it. Fortunately, she is not a squeamish person, otherwise she would have vomited the overnight meal.

The father and his two sons on the other side saw the two sisters getting along warmly and harmoniously, and they also relaxed for a moment.

Everything will pass, and as long as they work together to overcome difficulties, the Song family will only get better and better.

The first priority is to eliminate potential threats.
-
At this time, at the Yu family at the entrance of the alley, Yu Chen's mother and daughter were absent-mindedly eating the tasteless meal made of clear soup and water, while pricked up their ears to listen to the noises in the alley, but no wailing sounds came from the Song family for a long time.

Yu Ajiao couldn't help complaining, "Mother, the doctor and midwife are gone, and the Song family hasn't announced the death yet. Could it be that Song Ye is still alive?"

Yu Chen was equally upset, "Wait a little longer. If it doesn't work this time, there's always next time."

She had put a lot of effort into killing the guy named Ye, but if that bitch wasn't dead, the benefits the other party had promised her would be cancelled.

The most important thing is that she couldn't bear to see Ye Qiuniang's happy life. Why? She was obviously prettier than Ye Qiuniang, but she married a drunkard who beat his wife every day.

But Ye Qiuniang married a man who loved her to the core, an official!
So, she wanted to kill the drunkard, and then help others kill Ye Qiuniang, get the reward as a dowry, and marry the man who loved his wife the most.

With her beauty, Song Dalin will only love her more, and they will have a few more sons to provide support for her daughter Gillian.

Yu Ajiao was used to the madness in Yu Chen's eyes and was not afraid. Her mother only knew how to deal with outsiders and seek benefits to help her marry into the Lu family. Song Qingwan and Ye Qiu's mother and daughter blocked their way to success, so they deserved to die.

The mother and daughter of the Yu family cursed Song Qingwan secretly.
-
In the Eastern Palace, Li Minghe came back with injuries all over his body. The emperor and empress received the news immediately. They were so worried that they quickly ordered the best imperial physician to come and see him.

They also hurriedly pulled themselves away from their own affairs and rushed over to see if their son was injured or disabled.

Li Minghe was a son chosen by heaven since childhood. He was a man of both civil and military skills, and was the best in everything. At the age of fifteen, he handled state affairs for the frail emperor and kept everyone in the court in line.

Even though he wanted to become a monk, the court officials all tried to persuade him to stay, and in the end the Yuan Dynasty had a prince who was half a monk.

This is because the prince never holds power for himself when he is in power. No matter whether it is the emperor or the court officials, they are all rich and powerful. As long as you have the ability and do not violate the bottom line of the law, you can enjoy yourself freely.

This kind of laissez-faire management and rule pushed the Yuan Dynasty into a prosperous era, with peace and prosperity, good harvests, and peace and prosperity for the people.

With Li Minghe's ability, the emperor and empress were not worried that he would be killed by others. They only hoped that Li Minghe could marry and have children like a normal person, and that there would be successors in the main lineage, so that their thrones as emperors and empresses would be more stable.

The most noble couple in the world came together, but Li Minghe was still taking a bath, so they had to wait.

Look, their son is more arrogant than them, so they have to rely on him.

The emperor and empress were used to it and were not angry. Instead, they looked around Li Minghe's bedroom casually.

Suddenly, a touch of red caught the queen's attention, "Hey, husband, do you think that looks like a girl's red hairband?" The queen pointed to the red rope next to the clothes that Li Minghe had changed.

"My lady, you must have thought too much. Even the red rope is used to tie ginseng." When herbalists dig ginseng, they tie a red rope first to prevent the ginseng from running away. The emperor knew this common sense.

The emperor and empress were dressed casually, and when there were no outsiders around, they spoke like an ordinary couple. They both looked to be in their forties.

Because of proper maintenance, she looks very young, and because she has been in power for many years, her grace and noble aura are fully revealed.

After hearing this, the queen could only sigh quietly, her wish of holding her grandson seemed to be a distant dream.

Yuze, who had paid his respects to the Emperor and Empress and was waiting for a report, had a twinkle in his eyes. He wanted to say that the Empress was right to be suspicious, but as his master's attitude towards Aunt Song was unclear, he did not dare to say anything more.

Soon, Li Minghe came out from the inner room, already dressed neatly. The imperial physician had examined his injuries and taken his pulse.

After everyone paid their respects to the Emperor and Empress, the Imperial Physician reported, "Your Highness the Crown Prince has serious internal injuries, and the external wounds are too large and bleeding too much. He must be properly nursed back to health to avoid shortening his life."

What the imperial physician said was without reservation, but it was also the truth.

The emperor frowned and the queen's face changed drastically. She hurriedly asked: "Prince, what's going on? Aren't you very good at kung fu? Can a few petty thieves hurt you?" Isn't it too weird?
"Poisoned." Li Minghe only said one sentence and everyone knew what was going on.

(End of this chapter)