Somehow, Su Chen's mind suddenly appeared that Ye Song looked at Erlang's leg with a look of hanging, and said in a deep voice: "You won't fix her leg with a splint."
"The princess said it was inconvenient."
"She lies in bed all day, where is it inconvenient" "It's not convenient to go to the toilet."
Su Chen smiled coldly: "I'll go and fix her feet for this king today." ” The doctor answered "yes" and left with the medicine box on his back.
Su Chen thought for a while, and then said: "The medicinal materials used must not be repeated. ” So Ye Song was forced to do it, and when the doctor went to Bihua Garden, he looked determined with a firm face, and after checking Ye Song's ankle, he concluded that her bones had begun to grow crooked, and they must be fixed.
This time, Ye Song couldn't help but bargain, and the real excuse that she couldn't squat in the toilet was also denied, and the doctor forcefully put a splint on her, which looked even more cumbersome than before.
When the doctor left, Ye Song picked up the shoe board on the ground and threw it out, scolding: "The pedantic old naughty boy is not a broken leg."
After Ye Song was stuffy in the house for half a month, the whole person was very manic.
The maids saw that the autumn sun outside was just the autumn breeze, and although Ye Song couldn't get out of Bihua Garden, it was good to carry her to the yard to relax.
So a few maids called the powerful family to come and put a sturdy swing under the tree, and in the middle of the afternoon they carried the moldy Ye Song out to swing.
Ye Song was a little satisfied, and since then, every afternoon has been dedicated to her swinging.
On this day, Ye Song was swinging in the yard, and the wooden planks on the swing were very wide, so that even if she sat on it alone and shook it gently, she would not fall down.
Recently, it is the season when the hawthorn is ripe, Ye Song likes to eat sour and refreshing wild hawthorn, and after a while, Pei Qing went to wash the hawthorn for Ye Song as usual.
Ye Song was wearing a pale white skirt, the shallow wind was blowing in her face, she leaned on the swing and stretched out her injured leg, while the other leg bent on the swing, swinging back and forth.
The golden sunlight slipped in through the cracks in the leaves, and when the wind blew, the ground was mottled with dots of light.
After a while, Pei Qing had already washed a plate of fresh wild hawthorn, and when he was about to go around the foot of the corridor, he raised his eyes and suddenly saw a slender person walking into Bihuayuan unhurriedly, and couldn't help but be stunned, his eyes fell on Ye Song who was shaking under the tree over there, thought to himself, and retreated.
Ye Song heard the sound of soft footsteps behind him, and thought that Pei Qing was back, so he said with a smile: "It's been so long to come back, isn't it that you eat while washing and eating beware of eating too much appetizer, and you will know that you regret it after eating two more bowls of rice in the evening."
After a pause, he squinted his eyes and looked at the sky outside Bihuayuan, "Wild hawthorn grows on the hillside, if my feet are not broken, I will take you to climb the mountain to pick it yourself, and the one that has just been picked is fresh."
Come, help you Miss and I shake it twice and swing higher. ” In the middle of the night, the fair-skinned and slightly calloused hands held the thick ropes on both sides of the swing, and helped Ye Song shake it twice, and Ye Song shook it higher.
The long hair lifted by the wind fluttered backwards, brushing the face, carrying a vague fragrance.
The corner of Ye Song's mouth smiled deeply, "Two more times, it's still higher." ” So the hand pushed twice.
"Higher."
She couldn't swing any higher, and although the hand behind her was let go, she always protected her as if she were out of nowhere, for fear that she would accidentally fall down.
Ye Song said comfortably: "It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in a short time, you said that there will be a night market on the street, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion night, I thought about it carefully, and felt that I should go back to my mother's house to see my legendary father and eldest brother."
If my feet are not well, you can prepare a gift for me and send it back, and I will go back later.
Tell me, what should I prepare" Ye Song turned his head to look, and the rest of the words stopped abruptly in his throat.
What she saw was not Pei Qing, nor wild hawthorn, but Su Chen with a calm face.
Su Chen was holding the swing rope with both hands and helping her push the swing.
Ye Song was startled, swung out and then quickly swung back, his body was unbalanced, and he tilted to the side at once.
Su Chen's eyes were quick, and he pulled the swing back in time and held her shoulder steadily.
A person's first reaction is always a correct reflection of a person's mood.
Although Ye Song is used to wearing a mask that smiles at all times, it is inevitable that he will show his true mood.
That surprised expression was so clean that there was no impurity, which made Su Chen's mood better for no reason.
Was this woman so surprised to see herself?
The swing stopped.
Ye Song turned sideways, rested his bloated splint foot on the wooden board, leaned back against the thick rope at one end, smiled at Su Chen, and said in a calm tone: "When did the prince come, he didn't say a word." ” Su Chen spit out a few words a little stiffly: "I just happened to be passing by." ” "Come in and see me by the way," Ye Song smiled as cunning as a fox.
Su Chen glanced at her feet coldly and said, "Since your feet are not good yet, don't look for something troublesome to do."
"If no one is watching the swing, there's a real chance you'll fall.
Ye Song whistled, looking disappreciative, "But I'm comfortable." ” Su Chen's heavy eyes fell on her face, and she said angrily: "You deserve to die."
Then he turned and walked away.
Ye Song said behind him: "Don't send it." ” After Su Chen left, Pei Qing appeared in time and brought a plate of red and tender wild hawthorn.
Ye Song ate so sourly that he heard Pei Qing say, "Miss, what did the prince do just now?"
Ye Song casually threw hawthorn into his mouth: "How do I know, it may be that there is nowhere to eat when I am full."
Obviously, if you go to Nan's to do exercise, you don't have to have indigestion. ” Pei Qing laughed happily.
Ye Song ate wild hawthorn for a while, suddenly stopped, and said, "It's been more than a month." ” Pei Qing quietly took a handkerchief to help Ye Song wipe her hands, knowing what she was thinking, and said: "Miss, do you want the slave maid to go to the chess hall to see if it is like last time, when the young lady is waiting for the young lady, the young lady is not there, and the young lady is waiting for the young lady, and the slave and the maid also feel bad." ” Ye Song lowered his eyes and said casually: "No need, sometimes there must be in life." ” Pei Qing was stunned for a moment and said, "When these words came out of the young lady's mouth, the slave maid felt that it was untrue.
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Miss is not a person who believes in fate, and she will fight for what she wants with her own efforts, why is it not because of the prince?"
Ye Song said lightly: "Don't you think that he is actually very unreal, if he is far away, if he is near, if he is away." ” Pei Qing thought for a while and said, "It's Miss's mind changing, if it's far away, if it's close, if it's away, in fact, he's just a person, living in this real world like us, how can it be unreal." ” Ye Song smiled and said, "Well, you have a point. ” Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming, the doctor said that Ye Song needed to lie in bed for a month, and after a month, he could get out of bed and walk around, but he was only limited to activities in the yard, and he couldn't go too far, and he had to move his muscles and bones slowly.
So I finally wanted to go back to my parents' house to see the plan for a trip.
Ye Song was about to ask Pei Qing to prepare a gift to send to the General's Mansion, but unexpectedly received a return gift from the General's Mansion.
Pei Qing asked a few more questions before he realized that Ning Wangfu had already sent a gift in the name of Princess Ning two days ago.
Who else could do this except Su Chen, but he got a return gift for nothing, and Ye Song felt very satisfied.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the whole palace is being cleaned, made clean and neat, and then began to hang small lanterns to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, put on a variety of Mid-Autumn Festival food, the whole palace is filled with a festive atmosphere.
Su Chen entered the palace in the afternoon to participate in the banquet of the ministers, and it is estimated that he will not come back until the evening, and after he comes back, he will most likely accompany Nanshu to admire the moon, and then do some things like wind and snow.
Ye Song heard that there was really a lantern festival in the evening market, and she was both happy and regretful, and she couldn't leave the house because her feet were not good.
In addition to regretting, I greeted the eighteen generations of the doctor's ancestors one by one.
In fact, Ye Song felt that it was almost better, she was able to move her zongzi feet to walk in the yard without any pain, she paced back and forth in the yard irritably, and kicked it from time to time to see if something was unpleasant.
Then she made a decision.
It was decided to grant amnesty to the royal palace, give the whole palace a night off, and let them all go to the streets to play.
This is a great thing for the next people.
But the housekeeper came to Ye Song and said weakly: "Princess Niangniang, Mrs.
Nan usually worries about these things in the house, Niangniang does this, Madame's side."
Ye Song glanced at him: "You mean that this princess can't be counted as a word?"
"That's not what the old slave meant."
"Then do as I say, I'll tell Nan later.
The Nan clan is magnanimous and considerate, how could he not agree to this thing" The steward was ordered to go down, liberated the palace, and stipulated that he must return before the third watch.
For a while, the maids and servants poured out of the palace in ordinary clothes, like birds out of the cage.
The four maids of Bihuayuan also went out happily.
This book is drunk and updated faster than that Ye Song smiled and said to Pei Qing, who was serving beside him: "Why don't you go out and have fun too, and bring me some good things when you come back." ” Pei Qing shook her head: "Miss is here, the slave maid is not going anywhere." ” As soon as the people of this palace left, it would be bitter for the maid Lingyue of Fangfei Garden.
It's getting dark now, and the prince should be back soon.
Nanshu first wanted to take a bath and change into beautiful clothes, and then he wanted to dress up well, so as to give the prince a stunning feeling.
It's just that the rough work done by low-class maids such as boiling bath soup and filling bath buckets all fell on Ling Yue alone.
Lingyue cursed while burning the fire, and by the time the bath soup was filled with the tub, she was already sweating profusely and dirty.
Nanshu loosened his clothes, his figure was bewitching, and he bathed in the bucket as a matter of course, and said: "Lingyue, I've worked hard for you, you go down and rest first." ” Lingyue said: "Slaves and maids are not hard, these are all things that should be done."
It's just that the princess is too hateful.
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