The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

There was a sneer on Song Lianzhi's face, and she said slowly: "although I don't know medical skills, there is no way to give free medical treatment to the people, but our song family has money, isn't it? I want to use this money to do good for the common people, let them remember my good, let the common people complain about my things. How can she beat me again? "

Old lady song's sad face was finally dyed with a smile. She reached out and gently stroked song Lianzhi's hair and said, "girl, grandma will know that you are smart and much better than your little aunt. If she had your thoughts, she would not end up so miserable." At first mention Song Ying, her eyes immediately red, can't help but take the brocade, afraid to wipe down the tears.

Song Lianzhi comforted her and said, "grandma, my little aunt is in heaven and will protect us. Song Qingqing is ruthless and ruthless. Even her own aunt is harmed. Can God still watch her live in this world peacefully?"

Mrs. song nodded, took out a stack of silver notes from the drawer beside her and said, "Lian Zhi girl, aren't you going to do good deeds for the common people? My grandmother supports you. My mother-in-law has always been diligent and thrifty in running the family, but there is no ambiguity in the major events. What you do is related to the great fortune of the Song family. I can't let the foundation of the Song family for a hundred years be buried in my hands. Your great uncle has become like that. The only hope for me and your grandfather is to place it in your three rooms. "

Song Lianzhi immediately felt that the silver note was heavy. To tell the truth, she didn't hate song Qingqing much. Moreover, in the past, she helped her to alleviate the drought in the southern city of Sui Dynasty. She became a meritorious person, won many awards from the imperial court, and won five official positions for her father.

But she song Lianzhi is an ambitious person, she is not satisfied with the status quo, she can not accept that once was such a weak and incompetent little girl actually stepped on her head, become the queen of the world, she why? Just because she didn't know when she learned medicine? There are many people who know how to do medicine in this world. How could she win the emperor's favor if she didn't have the means to seduce the emperor?

Thinking of this, she clenched her fingers. She is the most talented, gentle and virtuous song Lianzhi in the world. She knows what she knows and what she knows is many times better than that smelly girl. Why can't she get the emperor's favor? She didn't agree.

After collecting the silver note, song Lianzhi kowtowed and said, "grandmother, don't worry, granddaughter will fight for a bright future for herself and for our song family."

"Well, good boy, go back and have a rest. You will go to work tomorrow. You should raise your reputation before that cheap girl goes back to the city." Mrs. Song told her.

"Lian Zhi is leaving!" With that, she turned and walked out quickly.

Looking at her back, Mrs. song's complexion is complicated and obscure. She can see the ambition and fighting spirit of the little girl. She is also very pleased. Only with such ambition and fighting spirit can she avenge her dead Yinger.

Thinking of Song Ying's death, the old man felt sad again. She gritted her teeth, reached out and picked up a string of rosary beads beside the table, and walked outside tremblingly.

"It's so late, old lady. Where are you going? Why don't you let your maidservant support you? " The maid followed her in a hurry.

"No, don't follow." Mrs. song coldly refused.

The maid stops and doesn't think about it, because the old lady song has become more and more eccentric in the past two years. She often goes to the yard of Miss Song Ying in the middle of the night and doesn't let her accompany her. She doesn't come back until the middle of the night.

Old lady song came to Song Ying's yard. Several lanterns on the corridor swayed with the wind. The whole yard was more and more pale and frightening.

She forced to close her eyes, reached out and grasped the string of beads wrapped around her wrist, and quickly pushed the door in.

"Creak!" The door of the courtyard makes a rusty and difficult sound, which makes people tremble. Since Song Ying died, the whole yard has become desolate. Occasionally, several servants will be sent in to clean it, but those servants are also perfunctory. After all, they died miserably, and no one wants to get involved in this bad luck.

With a helpless sigh, Mrs. song stood in the white courtyard for a while. Then she said to herself, "my Yinger, if you have a spirit in heaven to protect our song family, you will come back to avenge your mother. That fox is going to return to Beijing. I hate her so much. Why can she live in the wind and scenery, but you have to sleep in the ground, and my mother holds injustice for you, I'm not reconciled to you, my poor Ying'er. "

Sad sobs were blown into the closed door by the wind. A moment later, the door opened without wind.

Mrs. song was very excited. She rubbed her eyes and looked left and right. Then she walked slowly. Just as she wanted to close the door, a pair of thin hands pinched her wrist. Because of too much force, she directly pulled off the rosary beads on her wrist and fell all over the ground.

Although she was shocked, she was not afraid at all. Her eyes glared eagerly at the darkness of the room and said, "Yinger, is that you? Did you come back to see my mother? My good girl? I miss you so much. "

In an instant, the candle lit in the room, and she saw a man in black sitting in the middle of the room.

Old lady song's face changed. She anxiously went to him and asked, "master, how is my Yinger now? Don't you think you can save her? But after all that time, why didn't she move at all? "

The bloody eyes of the man in black fell on her and scoffed: "do you think it's so easy to resurrect a man who has died wildly? It's only two years in the past. Sometimes, it even takes four or five years. "

Mrs. song bit her teeth and said, "OK, I can wait."

The man in black looked at her silently: "what did you say just now? You say the man who killed your daughter is coming back? "

Mrs. song nodded: "yes, I'm going to Beijing in a few days. That's why I'm anxious for you to revive Ying'er as soon as possible so that she can take revenge on her blood."

The man in Black said: "it's not too late to have a good meal. Don't worry, old lady song. That man killed my precious apprentice Changtian. I have a grudge against her, too. It's not that I don't want to avenge her, but it's not the time. After your daughter lives, I believe she will take revenge on that person with her own ability."

Mrs. song took a deep breath and said, "master, can my daughter really live? She has been dead for so long, even if the body has been rotten, what kind of way do you use to save her, or the person you save is not my daughter? "