The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Xuanyuan Ying'er anxiously looked behind her: "aunt shannu? What about Xiaobao? Are you not with him? "

The mountain girl's eyes widened in amazement: "how? Xiaobao also came to see the fireworks? When I came here to help, he was still sleeping, so I told the nurse to wait until he woke up. "

As soon as her voice fell, there was a loud bang in her ear. People were shocked to look up and see that there were huge sparks in the sky. Others thought it was fireworks and thunderous cheers. Only Xuanyuan Yinger and song Qingqing knew that it was kerosene that began to burn.

Xuanyuan Ying'er orders yueya'er to go back to the general's courtyard to find out about Xiaobao. Xuanyuan Sheng has ordered someone to pick up the water and prepare to control the fire.

With the sound of the explosion, the whole fireworks building was surrounded by the fire, and people realized that it was not fireworks at all, but suddenly caught fire.

The only thing to be thankful for is that we can safely retreat from the fireworks building, because the whole fireworks building has been completely burned.

Xuanyuan shadow anxiously pace, until now there is no news of Xiaobao, there is a fierce fire, almost lit up half of the night sky.

A moment later, crescent moon appeared in front of the public, but her dignified face made several people's hearts suddenly lift up: "Xiaobao and nanny came to the fireworks building together!"

The mountain girl almost fell to the ground when she heard it. Her shrill voice suddenly rang out: "Xiaobao, where are you?"

Suddenly a cry came from the top of the fireworks building: "Niang! Mother

"It's Xiaobao!" A few people's eyes a bright, vaguely can see on the top of the building there is a small shadow is waving at them.

Song Zhili volunteered: "I went up with Xiaobai to save people, just using the tools we used to go to Niujiao mountain last time."

Song Qingqing nodded solemnly: "be careful!"

"I see!" Song Zhili answered and disappeared in the crowd with Mu Xiaobai.

At this time, the mountain girl was worried. She rubbed her hands nervously, hoping that she could rush in and save Xiaobao from the top floor.

Just as she was worried, two figures rose from the sky. People could see clearly that they were not song Zhili and Mu Xiaobai. They were leaning on the strange tools and slowly approaching the top floor.

Moon city officials all issued a exclamation: "God, actually someone can fly to heaven?"

Someone nearby said, "our moon city is powerful now. With such new equipment, are you worried about whether the army is strong and the people are not rich?"

Everyone was jubilant. It was more exciting to see someone fly into the sky than to see the fireworks.

Mu Xiaobai and song Zhili safely resist the roof, and save Xiaobao and the nurse who has already fainted.

Xiaobao happily hid in Song Zhili's arms and asked: "uncle, this big wing is really fun. When I grow up, can you teach me?"

"Good!" Song Zhili agreed with a smile. He thought he would be afraid, but he didn't expect that he was so brave. He was chattering all the way until he landed safely.

Shannu and Xuanyuan Ying'er rush to take Xiaobao down. They see that he is not hurt except covered with dust. They are relieved.

Naturally, the fireworks building can't be saved. It can only be watered down after the fire oil is burned. However, this is not something song Qingqing and Xuanyuan Yinger are worried about, because Xuanyuan Sheng and song Zhili are taking care of the aftermath.

After going back, song Qingqing called Xuanyuan Ying'er into his study, and Ning Mei looked at her: "Ying'er? How do you know the fireworks building was buried

Xuanyuan shadow flashed a struggle, she knew that in front of her mother, she could not panic, but she wanted to hide the matter of the boy in black.

Song Qingqing's voice rang out in her ear again: "Ying'er, if you don't want to talk about other things, your mother will never ask you, but for such a life-threatening matter, I must ask you clearly."

Xuanyuan Ying'er said: "I dare not hide my mother."

Song Qingqing gently coagulated her: "then you tell me the whole story?"

Xuanyuan shadow hard swallow saliva, just want to speak, but was interrupted by a voice: "empress, are you ok? I just heard that there was a fire in the fireworks building, so I came here in a hurry. "

When they looked at Xue Fu, they found that she was not someone else. She was Xue Fu, who was not able to get out of the gate. She also had a string of rosary beads in her hand. After Xue Nian disappeared, she often recited Sutras in the small Buddhist hall. Song Qingqing saw that she was in good spirits and her body was slowly recovering, so she simply let her go.

"We're all right. Isn't that nice standing in front of you?" Song Qingqing asked her to sit beside him.

Xue Fu naturally refused to sit down. She politely said, "it's new year's day now. According to the rules, I naturally want to send new year's gifts. Although I don't have anything good, fortunately I still have a pair of hands. I've made many small clothes for your future baby and sent them to you for a rainy day."

Song Qingqing looked at her painfully: "didn't he tell you not to do those needlework? Why don't you just listen? "

Xue Fu said with a wry smile, "besides what I can do for you, who else can I do for you? Besides, I know there is no shortage of xiuniang around you, but I will try my best to eat and use yours all the year round, won't I? "

Song Qingqing said helplessly: "fu'er, how can you say something about shengfen? In my heart, I never regard you as an outsider? "

Xue Fu said hastily: "I know you are good to me, and I also remember all of them in my heart, so I also want to do something for you that I can do. Please don't refuse me, OK?"

Song Qingqing had to put away the burden she had sent, and Ning Mei told her, "this time, it's not the next time. You're not allowed to bother like this. I'd rather you read more Buddhist scriptures than let you do these needlework again. It's too bad for your eyes."

"Well!" Xue Fu answered and said in a dumb voice, "don't disturb your mother and daughter. I'll go back first."

Song Qingqing hastily said: "Ying'er, send you Aunt Xue quickly!"

Xuanyuan Ying'er accompanies Xue Fu to go out, only listening to her quiet mouth: "Ying'er, have you ever thought of reading one?"

The cold wind blowing in from the corridor makes Xuanyuan Ying'er feel excited. She looks up at Xue Fu. In the past, she was so beautiful. Her beauty was different from Song Qingqing. She was like a secluded orchid in an empty valley. But now, her black hair has gradually turned white, her eye socket is prominent, and she can still see the indigo color because she couldn't sleep well.

Presumably she couldn't sleep at night because she missed Xue nianyi very much, didn't she? After all, it was her only son and her closest person in the world.