Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 157
There was no snow, and a winter rain fell first.

Xiaoye and Lianxuan went out, and she was free, leaning against the window and half lying down with a book, the cold rain outside the window drifted in, and fell on the yellowed paper, smudged away A shallow trace.

The cool rain fell on her slender fingertips, and the feeling of "rain" rushed into her heart instantly, the warmth was the essence of snow, and it melted gently.

But at this time, Xiaobai rushed up, but did not get on the couch. Song Wanzhi lowered her head, only to find that the little fox had a half-bloomed plum blossom in its mouth. She couldn't help smiling, and reached out to touch its little fox Only to find that its whole body was a little wet.

"Xiaobai, where have you been? Why did you get wet all over?" Song Wanzhi smiled, then took the handkerchief next to her, and picked it up.

After wiping Xiaobai's four little feet clean, Xiaobai landed on the couch, bowed his head and arched Song Wanzhi's hand, and when Wanzhi spread his hand, he put the plum blossom he was holding in her palm, Then the big tail curled up, and a small rolled Jinpa fell into her hand.

Song Wanzhi was slightly taken aback.

She opened the brocade handkerchief, but saw a sentence written on the brocade handkerchief - thank you for taking care of Xiao Bai Zhiyi.

Song Wanzhi's heart swayed slightly, the words on the brocade handkerchief were like surprises, "Don't thank Fenghua", the branch of plum blossom in his hand was pretty and half-opened, the jade pistil was just exposed, and it was fragrant and fragrant.

For a moment, I couldn't help being in a trance, thinking of the way that person stretched out his hand and brushed away the plum branches, as if he was approaching the early summer when the tea leaves were all gone from the spring scenery all over the mountains and plains, with a wild and intoxicating atmosphere.

She could not help but smile, then lowered her head, looked at Xiao Bai, and asked in a low voice: "Your master, how long will you be away this time?"

With this "thank you ceremony" in hand, I really can't accept it.

Xiaobai leaned close to Song Wanzhi, and could only smell the faint fragrance of her body, like the first green fragrance after the spring rain in Xinshan. He couldn't help but get drunk, and went directly to Song Wanzhi.

Well, it's so soft and comfortable. It was cold with the master last night, and now it wants to sleep tight.

After thinking about it, she fell asleep beautifully.

Seeing it like this, Song Wanzhi couldn't help laughing, then took it into his arms, and gently put it on the couch.

She looked at the plum blossom and smiled slightly.

However, the implication is ultimately unspeakable.

Acacia plum blossoms overnight.

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In the afternoon, Xiao Ye and Lian Xuan, who were strolling outside, came back, but when they came back, they were still carrying a lot of things. Xiao Ye put the things in her arms on the table, and said: "Sister Ah, it was all given by others! There are so many things!"

They originally wanted to go out to play, and Xiao Ye was greedy, so they took a big circle on Chang'an Avenue, but they didn't expect that after the night of the Tiancheng Banquet, she and Lian Xuan seemed to be known to everyone, seeing that such an influential figure now unexpectedly Yanyan Yanyan, with an indescribably cute look, seemed to like their things very much, so she kept stuffing things for Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye couldn't shirk it, so she could only accept it happily, and she didn't know how many words "thank you, uncle, aunt, brother, and sister" along the way.

Xiao Ye asked again suspiciously: "Sister, why didn't anyone give me anything when I was in Liang Country?"

Song Wanzhi stepped forward and saw that the things everyone stuffed were not expensive, but to express their hearts, so he stopped meddling and said: "Sometimes, if the distance is too far and too high, they will No courage. For example, Song Qiuxin, she will be respected by everyone, but the people of Zhaodu will not give her these things."

"Why?" Xiao Ye scratched her head, "These things are so good!"

Song Wanzhi smiled: "Because, I'm afraid I won't like it."

Lian Xuan stood beside her, holding something in her hand, but she seemed to be thinking about something.

In fact, on the way, she met the woman who made steamed buns who took her in at the beginning again, but, far away, the woman shrank herself in a corner, rubbing her hands in embarrassment. He started to look at her cautiously with shame and anxiety.

If I had treated her well at the beginning, how beautiful she would be now!
However, she never expected that the girl she used to do odd jobs would be so powerful.

At that time, Lian Xuan also glanced at her, but it was not just a glance.

Many people, she just forgets when she sees them.

But just as the three of them took out those things, Uncle Wang tapped lightly outside, Song Wanzhi dropped Xiao Ye and Lian Xuan, and went out.

"Uncle Wang, what's the matter?" Song Wanzhi asked.

Uncle Wang said: "Miss, there are people coming from the palace."

Inside the palace?
Song Wanzhi thought for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a black light flashed in his eyes, and then he walked out.

Outside the door, there was already an old servant standing, looking like he was bowing his head respectfully, but no matter how low he was, he couldn't lower that condensed aura.

The chief steward next to the emperor.

Seeing Song Wanzhi, the chief executive stepped forward, flicked the whisk in his hand, and said to Song Wanzhi: "Miss Wanzhi, by order of your majesty and empress, please come and invite Miss Wanzhi to attend the palace tomorrow night." feast."

Song Wanzhi smiled and said, "Your Majesty has orders. Naturally, my daughter dare not refuse."

The chief manager smiled: "The slave will go back."

Song Wanzhi nodded, said "go slowly", and lowered her eyes.

(End of this chapter)