Crowned with Pearls

   Chapter 232 Chapter Thirty-One

   But now is not the time to think about this, Su invites to comfort Mrs. Shen in a hurry: "It's a small matter, I know it in my mind, don't worry." She asked Shen Jiayan how she was doing now.

Speaking of her son, the worry between Mrs. Shen's brows was relieved, and she said to Su Yao with a smile, "Much better, the gentleman you hired for him is the best, he doesn't beat or scold, he's humorous, and he can persuade him very well. He, he is finally willing to go out and walk around, although it is still very little when he goes out, but it is still stronger than before."

That's good, Su Yao nodded: "Take your time, Ayan is still young, and it will be better after a while." She asked Shen's mother to take out a small box: "This is for you and godfather. Clothes, there is another set from A Yan, which I wanted to send before, but you just brought it back with you when you came."

   Mrs. Shen choked up for a while, but after being invited by Su for a while, she recovered, and went to see Mrs. Su again.

  The old lady Su was kind to her, and she even kept her for dinner.

   It's just that Su Rong didn't come back until the guests were about to leave. Old Mrs. Su was rather absent-minded for her meal, and from time to time she let people go out to see if Su Rong was back.

   Even Su Xingyi was taken a little impatiently——Su Rong rarely went out, even if he wanted to go out, he would not have dinner outside. Besides, even if he wanted to stay outside, he should send a letter back.

   She winked at Su Yao, and the two walked out of the house one after the other, and she asked Su Yao in a low voice, "Would you like to send someone out to look for it? I always feel that something is wrong."

   Even Su Yao felt that something was wrong, nodded and ordered someone to call Qing Kun and let him go out to find Su Rong.

   Qingkun was the person Su Rong trusted the most besides He Jian, and only he knew the places Su Rong went to the most.

   sent Qing Kun out, and Su Yaocai personally sent Mrs. Shen out of the second door to take a carriage.

   Mrs. Shen was very reluctant to part with her, she said some words of admonition along the way, and when she was about to get on the carriage, she said again: "By the way, seeing that June is your time."

   Having said that, he hesitated, but he didn’t say any more.

  Su Yao didn't pay much attention to it. She really didn't have the time to think about it now. She always felt like something was going to happen, but she didn't know if it was Song Heng's or Su Rong's.

Song Heng, who was missed by her, is now being mocked by the wife of the prince. Mrs. Guangping Hou Shizi looked at the pair of longevity materials carried into the yard and felt extremely dazzling. She coldly pulled the corner of her mouth and said to Song Xiangyu who was about to enter the door. : "Don't be so impatient, don't think that if my son is dead, that wild species will be safe and sound, even if he dies, I have to drag him to die with him!"

   After saying this, she felt a little better. Looking coldly at Song Xiangyu, who frowned, her words became even sharper: "How can one pair of longevity materials be enough? I think you should look for two more to prepare."

  Song Xiangyu took a deep breath. He had tried all kinds of methods, but no matter what, he could not find an antidote for this poison. He had also hired all the famous doctors he could hire, but Song Zhiyuan's condition was still getting worse.

  Fortunately, Song Heng came back a few days ago and said that he had rummaged through the secret scrolls of the previous dynasty, and finally found the secret recipe for the detoxification of this poison. He has already asked Sun Yuanjing and Imperial Physician Hu to verify the truth.

He sighed helplessly: "Didn't Ah Heng say that, the Sun Court judged that the antidote prescription was used on the rabbit, and there was no abnormality. If the rabbit is still alive today, we Zhiyuan will be saved. ."

   Maybe it was because there was still a little fantasies about the detoxification formula, or maybe it was Song Xiangyu's word "we" that moved her, and Mrs. Shizi snorted coldly.

Song Xiangyu persuaded her to go to rest first: "You have been guarding for so many days, how can your body support it? There will be news today, I see that there is no bad news yet, most of it is good. The news is out, you go to rest for a while, lest he will heal by time, but you can't support it anymore."

   Mrs. Shizi was reluctant at first, but then she couldn't help his advice and left.

   After a while, Song Xiangyu heard the news from the front yard and hurried out, and the yard became quiet again.

  Song Zhiyuan's wet nurse, Mother Xun, was leaning on her feet to doze off when she heard the door open. She was shocked, turned her head and saw the person coming, and hurriedly stood up: "Eldest Young Master!"

  Song Zhibin snorted, and with his hands behind his back he approached Song Zhiyuan who was lying on the bed, and gave a look to Mother Xun, "Go get a basin of water, the smell of blood is so heavy, how did you take care of Eleven?"

   Mother Xun hurriedly said, "I'll let Red Lotus go."

   "You go by yourself." Song Zhibin said without hesitation, "Red Lotus has gone to make linen, and I happened to be talking to Eleven."

  Mother Xun was at a loss, and always thought that this was a bit strange, but she had been busy for so long and had not rested for a while. She couldn't think of anything wrong for a while, so she nodded in a hurry and went out.

   Only Song Zhibin and Song Zhiyuan on the bed were left in the room.

Song Zhibin let out a long sigh, his face was very heavy, and his mood was also very low. He called out "Eleven," and then reached out to help Song Shiyi straighten the scattered hair, and then said, "Eleven, You have always liked to follow me since you were a child."

   As he said this, he burst into tears, looking at his younger brother whose lips were almost gone on the bed, and shook his head sadly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Eleven."

The curtain on the bed shook, he stood up, and while lifting Song Shiyi's quilt up to cover Song Shiyi's face, he burst into tears and suddenly exerted force, covering Song Shiyi's head. .

   The room was quiet, but Song Zhibin's heart was beating fast, and his forehead was bulging with blue veins, and he was extremely nervous.

   Soon, soon, he comforted himself so much that he could almost hear his heartbeat, but suddenly, something fell to the ground and made a bang.

   It was like a thunderous explosion, Song Zhibin jumped up uncontrollably in panic, sweating profusely for a while, and he felt exhausted.

   "What are you doing?!" Song Heng turned out from behind the screen next to him and looked at him with a half-smile: "Brother, aren't you deeply in love with Brother Eleven? What are you doing now?"

  Song Zhibin opened his mouth as if he had seen a ghost, but because he was too frightened, he couldn't say anything for a while.

   He knew that Song Heng had found the secret recipe for the antidote, and that both Sun Yuanjing and Imperial Physician Hu said that the medicine could be used, so he took the risk and wanted to completely cover up the secret.

  Yes. Isn't Song Heng supposed to be with Imperial Physician Hu and the others?

   (end of this chapter)