One Child and Two Treasures: The Divine Doctor's Daughter

Chapter 539 People Are Always Greedy

Ever since Jiang Jinyue left the gate of Yuanshanhou's Mansion, Song Zihang began to fall asleep, and he slept for most of the day.

When I woke up again, it was already dark outside the house.

Mrs. Hou was writing in his room. Judging from the gestures of the strokes, it was a calm and powerful static calligraphy.

"Mother."

Song Zihang smiled and yelled. Mrs. Hou was taken aback, and the tip of the pen suddenly stopped, and there was an overly thick mark in the radical of the word "Jing".

In the room, the fragrance of ash water is wafting, and the earth dragon is burning hot, it is very peaceful.

Madam Hou lowered her eyes.

In fact, if you want to know whether a person likes you or not, even if he doesn't say anything, or deliberately hides his eyes, you can still see it from his many details and habits.

Song Zihang loves sandalwood the most. On weekdays, the house is filled with such a quiet and twilight fragrance. Even the pages of the book are dyed with this faint smell, but now all of them have been replaced with submerged water, and they have been specially prepared. , mixed with a little floral taste.

It was the fragrance of Jiang Baptist Moon.

The tea leaves on the tea table are always light-flavored Yunwu tea, which is the kind of tea with crooked eyebrows that Jiang Jinyue smiles as soon as she tastes it.

The bookshelf by the bed was full of Buddhist scriptures, but the cabinet outside was full of strange stories, which were the books Jiang Jinyue liked to ponder.

As long as Fan Jiang Jinyue had a little bit of meaning, she should have felt the intention in each of these things, but she didn't, maybe she didn't even pay attention to the coincidence.

A determined heart is like Song Qing.

Madam Hou put down the brush, sighed, then turned around and put on a smile.

"You can be regarded as awake. I'll ask someone to serve the medicinal soup. Let's eat after drinking."

As he spoke, he yelled out the door.

The cotton handkerchief in his hand had been handed to Song Zihang.

Song Zihang smiled warmly, slightly weak, wiped the sweat off his face, and asked in a low voice, "Mother, how long has it been?"

"It's already the beginning of ugly."

Madam Hou looked at the sky outside and answered slowly.

Song Zihang squeezed the cotton handkerchief, nodded and said: "There is no news, sister Yue must have left the city."

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Madam Hou pursed her lips and said nothing.

The medicinal soup has been prepared long ago, and after these two sentences, someone brought it up.

Madam Hou took the soup and said softly to Song Zihang, "Drink it quickly, and go to sleep after drinking it."

"Mom, I'll come by myself. Sister Yue said that I'm fine, but I just need to rest."

Song Zihang took the decoction from Mrs. Hou's hand, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Well, Sister Yue's decoction should have added something to soothe the nerves. I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time."

Sister Yueyue on the left, sister Yueyue on the right, Mrs. Hou frowned slightly.

Song Zihang drank a bowl without any hesitation, and gulped it down.

Madam Hou took out the rose sugar.

Song Zihang saw Rose Candy now, and remembered that in the morning, Jiang Jinyue lay beside his bed, with that quiet and well-behaved sleeping face, couldn't hold back, pursed his lips and smiled, even his face turned slightly red.

"Thank you mother."

"no need thank me?"

Madam Hou's face was slightly stiff.

Song Zihang squeezed a piece of candy, put it in his mouth and said: "Sister Yue is going to Jiangnan, she should be with the prince. She also agreed that I will go after I recover from my injury, and take Zili to go sightseeing in the mountains and rivers."

"She agreed to be with you?"

Madam Hou was startled.

Song Zihang smiled and shook his head, his eyes were clear and flickering, warm and moist like a piece of rounded white jade, clear and soft.

"But there is always a chance, isn't it? Since I can let Sister Yue take the child away from the prince, there is also a chance."

"So, it was Zihang who said he wanted to follow? Didn't Baptist invite you?"

Madam Hou's eyes flickered slightly.

Song Zihang didn't care, he just immersed himself in all the joy of today and said with a smile: "Mother, it's the same for Zihang. Sister Yue doesn't care about me now, even if she just agrees with me to look for her, I will go to her later. After getting along, there will always be friendship.”

"Friendship?"

Madam Hou suddenly thought of Song Qing.

At the beginning, she also had the same idea. Knowing this person, she was rejected three times when she went to the Marquis's family, and all her enthusiasm was on that soft woman. Even the night of marrying her was like a routine, and there was almost no one in the whole process. smiley face

But she was as dazed as Song Zihang at the beginning. Even though Song Qing's face was full of resistance, and his whole body was full of indifference, she still thought he was good, that he was a young hero, that he was high-spirited, and that he It is also good to be silent.

It wasn't until later that she saw Song Qing facing Bai Yunqian with her own eyes, that she suddenly discovered that this man was actually tender.

The friendship and tenderness in her eyes are all in Bai Yunqian's every move. Even though she has a big belly, her eyebrows are lowered and her eyes are full of motherhood, Song Qing is still tender. Under the hard shell, she is full of tenderness towards Bai Yunqian .

"Ah."

Song Zihang nodded, his face flushed slightly again.

"If I can be with Sister Yue, she will never be able to have a different kind of friendship with me in her whole life. I am also happy with it. Just looking at it, I also feel moved."

"Zihang, what about mother?"

Madam Hou had a stiff smile on her face, twisting and tightening the rose candy cloth bag in her hand.

"If you go to the south of the Yangtze River with Jinyue, what should mother do?"

"What's wrong with mother?" Song Zihang laughed, paused before whispering: "Mother naturally wants to stay with father, father is so indifferent, you always say father doesn't care about you, but you see For so many years, father, has anyone been added to the room? Or which girl did he look at more?"

As she spoke, she took Madam Hou's hand, and said softly, "Mother, I can still be with Sister Yue. One day, you will be able to warm up this rock like father."

"is it?"

Madam Hou gave a wry smile, paused and drew back.

Song Qing is not cold and indifferent, his enthusiasm has been exhausted in those three court proposals and three rejections, and what is left for her is only a cold shell.

"Zihang, people are always greedy. Once they get something, they will be dissatisfied after a while. The more they get, the more they want more."

That's how she was. When she first found out that Song Qing was strange to Bai Yunqian, she thought that his liking was his business. She kept silent and just looked at him. Even if she looked back once in a while, she was satisfied.

Later, they shared the same bed, and he only had her as his wife in his life. The unlucky Bai Yunqian had long since passed away, but she wanted more and more.

I want that person's tenderness, I want that person's appreciation, I want that person's love, I want that person's everything.

In the end, I found that I got nothing.

"I'll go to the small kitchen and tell you to pack the rice for you. Today, my mother asked someone to make your favorite pork rib soup with red dates."

After finishing speaking, Madam Hou went out the door holding the bag of candies that had softened slightly.

(End of this chapter)