The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

"Self protection, of course!" Song Qingqing put the finished bottles into his purse, then washed his hands and went to eat.

Mother song was surprised and said, "those little bottles are almost the same. Are you not afraid to use them wrong?"

"No! Your lady, I'm naturally sensitive to poison! There will be no mistake Song Qingxi smiles.

Song's mother waited on her to eat, and said anxiously, "Miss, what can I do for my wife's headache?"

"Isn't it ready?" Song Qingqing looks at her in surprise.

"Isn't it because of the cold snow these days?" Song's mother spoke helplessly.

Song Qingqing bit the chicken in his mouth and said, "you tell my mother, don't worry about it. I'll find another embroidery mother for her. I'll make sure it's safe then!"

"Really?" Mother song's eyes brightened.

"Of course it's true!" Song Qing pursed his lips.

"Then I have to go back quickly and tell my wife the news, so that she can relax! However, these things must be allowed by the old lady! How is miss going to tell her? " Mother song pondered.

"I have my own way!" Song Qing waved his hand.

"Yes Mother song was relieved to go back.

After he had enough to eat, he ran to the burning candle, took out Su hanyue's letter from his sleeve and lit it.

The flame rubbed and burned, and a cold light flashed across her lips.

No one will count on her mother because she is protecting her.

On the next day, news came from the palace that all the official family members were going to Wuji temple, the largest temple in the city, to pray for the emperor.

Song Shangshu's family is no exception. Mrs. song ordered people to give an explanation. All the rooms should be cleaned up as soon as possible, and they will rush to Wuji Temple early tomorrow morning.

Liu's body is a product Gao Ming, nature can't neglect, after receiving the news, then and song mother began to busy up.

Song had just fallen asleep when he received the news.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and said, "Mom? Isn't it still dark? Why are you going out? "

"Three young ladies, get up quickly. Today we are going to Wuji temple to pray for the emperor and recite sutras. Our third room is no exception!" Mother song whispered.

Song Qingqing's whole body was agitated. He calculated the time. There were not many days left for the emperor to die.

She was sleepless and wrapped up by her mother. She followed her out of the room.

There was already a carriage waiting outside. When they arrived, old lady song and the eldest lady had just arrived.

The old man of song was wearing a royal dress. When he saw song Qingqing and Liu, his eyes were filled with coldness and disgust.

Especially see Liu's dress according to the product, that product Gao Ming lady's dress, stimulate her eyeball hair astringent.

"Get in the car!" She a fierce drink, ignore to give her to ask Li Liu.

Liu's face changed slightly, but fortunately song Qingqing's little hand held her tightly, which made her eyebrows full of tenderness.

Old lady song and Song Ying share a carriage, one for Dafang, and one for Sanfang Liu and song Qingqing.

On the carriage, Liu helped Song Qing, who was wrapped like a ball, take off his cloak.

She whispered, "mother, don't be angry!"

Liu looked at his filial daughter and said in a soft voice: "my mother will not be angry. As long as I lean to my mother's side, no matter what grievance, my mother can stand it!"

"Mother! No one can make you hurt! No one can bully you! " Song Qing fell into her arms.

"Good boy!" Liu secretly wiped his tears.

Wuji temple is located in the outskirts of the city, some distance from the capital, so after getting on the carriage, Liu was a little sleepy.

Song Qing sits in her arms, always feel eyelids jump fierce, as if something would happen.

Taking advantage of Liu's dozing time, she secretly opened the carriage curtain.

There was a carriage running in front of her, which belonged to the big house. She knew the coachman.

The sound of horse's hooves came from behind. She couldn't help looking back and saw a lot of carriages running on the official road. It seems that there are many people going to Wuji temple to pray and chant sutras.

She always felt uneasy when she put down the curtain.

It will be OK, she told herself in her heart, even if it is something, she will be able to protect the integrity of her mother!

After a while, the carriage stopped slowly.

"What's the matter?" Liu, who had been sleepy, also opened his eyes and woke up.

"Report back to the third lady, the road ahead is blocked, can we change the path?" The coachman asked outside.

Liu originally wanted to respond: "yes!" But he was robbed by song Qingqing: "no! Follow the carriage of the Song family in front of you

The coachman was embarrassed and said, "I can't keep up with you any more. As soon as the big lady's carriage in front of me passed, the carriage beside me knocked down a big tree. Everyone has turned around!"

Liu's face became pale immediately: "Qing Qing, what can I do? If I miss the auspicious time of praying and chanting, I'm afraid I'll ask for a crime!"

Song tilted his brows, lifted the carriage curtain and looked out. Sure enough, a big tree was lying in the middle of the official road.

"Are you familiar with the path?" Song asked the coachman.

The coachman replied, "follow others, there will be no mistake!"

Song had no choice but to agree to take the path.

The carriage turned around and she began to be on guard.

The path was steep and narrow, which could only accommodate one carriage, so their carriage was sandwiched in the middle and went very slowly.

Liu's face showed a burning color. If something goes wrong at this time, I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious.

Song could feel her nervousness and comforted her: "Niang, it's not one of our cars that had an accident. Isn't it that there are still many cars behind us that can't get through? Even if it's a bad time, we can't blame it only on us! "

"That's right, but your grandmother is a good face person. If we delay her, it will be a lot of complaints!" Liu sighed sadly.

"We didn't mean to! What can she complain about? " Song Qing whispered.

Liu didn't say a word, only prayed to get to Wuji Temple soon.

Suddenly, there was a shaking of distance from the car, and Liu screamed, and then he hugged song Qingqing and didn't fall down.

"Ma'am, it's not a good thing. There's a car overturning in front of you. I'm afraid you need to get off and walk by!" Cried the coachman outside.

As soon as song Qingqing's face changed, he quickly opened the car curtain and saw that there were a lot of carriages parked in front and behind, and many horsemen were swearing.

"What bad luck Song Qing frowned and helped Liu out.

Liu sighed: "let's go. Fortunately, there is not much left."

Song Qing nodded and helped Liu to move on.

Someone came up after him, grabbed Liu's wrist and cried in a low voice: "Yan Ran?"

Liu's a surprised, subconsciously shake off in front of the man's clamp, but because there is no his strength, can only be subject to him.

Song Qingqing took the lead to react, rushed over quickly, held the man's wrist, and said harshly, "let go of my mother!"

The man was startled. He took a look at Song Qingqing and raised his hand. Two or three bodyguards rushed out to stop him.

"Don't touch me Liu shouts.