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

Chapter 540
Song Zihang had just woken up not long ago, but now there was no one around, so he reached out and took out a Buddhist scripture from the bedside cabinet.

"24 Chapters"

This is the article Jiang Jinyue read in the morning.

Looking at it now, the meaning is different.

You can't get married, but how can you get married.

The encounter between him and Jiang Jinyue was a fate, and many fates must have cause and effect.

Looking at it, I heard a slight noise outside the house.

Mrs. Hou went to the small kitchen and hasn't come back yet. Song Zihang's heart has never been so surging in all these years. When he thinks of going to Jiangnan after resting, he can't even read the Buddhist scriptures in front of him.

"Zi Chu?"

Song Zihang called out in a low voice.

This is one of the two bookboys who grew up with Song Zihang since childhood. The other one returned to the capital crying because he got the news that he was going to die. Madam Hou was killed.

Thinking about it, it was that night that he met Jiang Jinyue. Jiang Jinyue probably had never seen that book boy before.

Zichu entered the door cautiously, stood beside the screen with his hands down, and called softly, "Young Master."

"What's so noisy outside?"

Song Zihang turned a page of Buddhist scriptures.

Zichu raised his eyes to look at Song Zihang, felt apprehensive for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "Tonight, the six kings have rebelled."

"Inverted?"

Song Zihang rubbed the pages of the Buddhist scriptures slightly with his fingertips, not surprised, but said lightly: "It's faster than we thought."

But if you think about it carefully, the old emperor is going to die, and if the six kings don't rebel now, how can they be worthy of the things he has done recently?

Zichu stood beside the screen, and explained in a low voice, "The eight kings succeeded in suppressing the rebellion, and now they have occupied the palace."

"Ah."

Song Zihang nodded in no surprise.

These things are expected.

After a pause, he thought of Jiang Jinyue who had already left the city. Song Zihang clenched his hands into fists, smiled slightly against the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice: "She and I enjoy a happy life to avoid disaster. Open up such a dispute."

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Zichu stood beside the screen, like a stone statue, with a numb face and did not speak.

He was thinking about how Zimo, who grew up with them, died.

Was he beaten to death by the madam?Or he was slapped by the servants and slapped his mouth, and finally died of excessive blood loss. The more cruel one was ordered by the lady to hold a blade and cut off the raw flesh and organs piece by piece. It took a hundred knives before he died. .

In short, he died.

He was never seen again.

Even though the young master had cried, sacrificed, and comforted his family, Zimo still couldn't be resurrected.

"Zichu, when I recover this time, you will go to Jiangnan with me? You must also miss that kind of water town. You also said that the girls over there speak softly. You like this kind of softness the most. My daughter, you have no father and no mother, and you grew up with me as a sick child, and suffered a lot, when the time comes, I will also be able to find you a suitable marriage and settle there in the future."

Song Zihang turned over another page of Buddhist scriptures, and only then did he realize that Zichu hadn't responded to his words until now, and asked softly with a smile: "Zichu, you are the most naughty on weekdays, what's the matter today? Why not?" Am I happy?"

"Young master."

Zichu stood beside the screen, kept his original posture, and called Song Zihang softly.

Song Zihang raised his head and looked at him with a smile.

Zichu looked at Song Zihang intently, and after a while, he fell to his knees with a plop, weeping bitterly.

"Little Hou Ye, Zichu grew up with you, and I know the temperament of the little Hou Ye best. Thank you, Xiao Hou Ye, for looking up to Zi Chu, and I am willing to take Zi Chu, a slave like Zichu, in this life. Such a master, even if he dies, he will have no regrets! It's a pity that Zichu may not be able to go to the south of the Yangtze River with the young master in the future. At the beginning, I burned some paper ingots for Zichu, so that Zichu would be able to know the happiness of your life, little lord, even when he is underground."

"What do you say for no reason? Or are you sick?"

Song Zihang looked at Zichu inexplicably and smiled.

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zichu cry: "Young Lord, you should quickly find a way to save Princess Zong. Princess Wang didn't make it tonight. Now that the Eighth Prince has occupied the palace, he is sending more people. , go to attack Prince Zong's mansion, and want to use Princess Zong as a hostage!"

".what?"

Song Zihang was slightly taken aback.

Zichu slammed his forehead on the ground, crying bitterly, and said: "Zichu has been with the young master for so many years, and I have never seen the young master as happy as today. The young master, Zichu is desperate to die. , I also want to tell the little lord, little lord, go and save the concubine, Zichu doesn't want you to regret it later, little lord!"

"Come on!"

Song Zihang's expression changed drastically, and he soon realized that if Jiang Jinyue and the child were still in Beijing!Now that the eight kings and the six kings have already decided the outcome, she is alone in the palace without even a hidden guard, relying on the soldiers and guards, how can she survive for such a long time.

"Come, come, come, come!"

Song Zihang jumped off the bed, completely ignoring the turmoil in his stomach at this moment, and yelled outside.

"Give me someone quickly!"

The guard hurriedly opened the door and came in, only to see Song Zihang standing beside the bed with bare feet and a pale face, his whole expression was gloomy like a snowflake blown away by the wind at any time!

"All the guards, gather all the soldiers in Yuanshan Houfu, no, as long as it is a man, follow me, follow me to Zongwangfu, prepare your horse now, we will set off immediately!"

As he said that, he grabbed the clothes on the bed, put on his shoes upside down, and was about to go out immediately.

As soon as the guards turned around, they saw Mrs. Hou holding a tray at the door.

The red date pork rib soup on the tray was steaming, exuding the sweet aroma of red dates.

"Mother!"

Song Zihang also saw it, but at this moment, his internal organs were tumbling restlessly, and he had to support the curtain frame at hand, panting slightly.

Madam Hou lowered her eyes and entered the door with a blank expression on her face, her lotus steps moving lightly, luxurious and graceful.

"Mother, sister Yue is in trouble. She didn't get out of the city at all today. I'm going to rescue her. Her little person can't stop the guards in the palace at all."

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Madam Hou put down the tray in her hand, stared at the ribs on it, did not answer, and was slightly lost in thought.

Song Zihang supported his stomach, looked at Madam Hou's back, and reacted abruptly.

"Mother?"

A news that even Zichu knew, how could his mother, the master of the Yuanshanhou Mansion, not know about it?
But after he woke up for so long, Mrs. Hou didn't say a word.

Just now, they were even talking about Jiang Jinyue's future life with a smile on his face.

"It's not just the guards in the palace, but the empress has asked people to lure all the bandits and hooligans from all the cottages within a radius of thirty miles. Since the beginning of the palace change, they have blocked the entrance of Zongwang's mansion and wanted to attack. Tonight's Zongwang's mansion will not Peaceful."

Madam Hou spoke very calmly.

Song Zihang covered his stomach, stared blankly at Mrs. Hou, and asked in disbelief, "Why? Mother? You're not"

"I asked you to fight, but you are going to die, Zihang, Jinyue has no intentions for you! You are so smart, you should have seen it long ago!"

"Mother, let's talk about it when we come back. I'll save Sister Yue first."

Song Zihang avoided Madam Hou's gaze, pulled up the cloak on the shelf next to him, and was about to go out immediately.

In the panic, even the shoes on the feet were worn wrong.

Before he took two steps, Mrs. Hou rushed forward with one step, and slapped Song Zihang hard on the cheek!

"Snapped!"

Since childhood, Song Zihang has always been well-behaved and sensible. Coupled with his frail body, Mrs. Hou wished she could give her whole heart to her only son, let alone touch a finger of him.

Today's slap was the first time in her life that she slapped him.

"Song Zihang, be sober! Jiang Jinyue has no intentions for you! No intention! You are seriously injured now, and all your internal organs are messed up because of Jiang Jinyue. You have been drinking medicine in mouthfuls, and now you only eat two mouthfuls of rice all day! You How far do you want to go for Jiang Jinyue? Die for her? You died for her! What should I do? Song Zihang, go now, do you think you can save her?"

Madam Hou roared hoarsely, and for the first time a cracked expression appeared on her graceful and luxurious face, she pointed at Song Zihang word by word and said: "Outside the capital, a steady stream of people are brought in by the queen, you can resist this wave of energy!" Resist the next wave? You can't save Jiang Jinyue! Wake up!"

"Mother, I'm going to save her."

Song Zihang frowned coldly. Because of his snow-white skin, the redness and swelling of five fingerprints on his face were clearly visible.

He is very sure.

"even though."

Even if they can't be saved, it's better to die together.

"Snapped!"

Madam Hou put a cold face on her face, and threw something from her bosom into the tray containing red dates and pork ribs soup.

It was a wooden hairpin with rough carving and cheap wood.

It was he who asked Jiang Jinyue to take away the wooden hairpin that was going to Jiangnan this morning.

It is also the wooden hairpin that the Song family and the Bai family's fateful entanglement began.

"Jiang Jinyue, I asked someone to return this wooden hairpin to me today, Song Zihang, did you see clearly? Even so, do you still want to die for her?!"

(End of this chapter)