It's hard to seal a fool

Things in Shengzhi Village can be big or small, Qin Shou and the imperial doctor are there, and the control is timely, but the smallpox has been gradually suppressed after dozens of days.

These days, Anhe and Qin Shou get along day and night. I heard that he also has an official position in the army. The man who came down from the battlefield is also a doctor with a benevolent heart. Which woman does not love the tenderness of an iron man.Maybe so, every time he saw Qin Shou, An He's ears felt slightly hot.

"The Princess has taken a fancy to Dr. Qin?" Aunt Li, who served her, joked.

"Sister, don't talk nonsense."

"This joke is only told to you by the maidservant," Mammy said while combing An He's hair with a comb, "It's just that Mrs. Wang Jungong is your aunt, so if you invite you to Beijing this time, it's not like an elder to plan your marriage for you. The princess also knows that what is being made is the sword in the hands of the prince, so I'm afraid it will be embarrassing."

An He lowered his eyelids, lacking in interest. "I'm also 20 years old now, what's the point of thinking about these things, since I'm falling into the courtyard of a noble family, according to their calculations, it's better to be an aunt and end up at ease."

"The princess must not say that."

An He looked at himself in the mirror, with a pair of slender willow-leaf eyebrows, a pretty nose and red lips, and skin that was more than snow. It would be a pity if it was wasted for nothing.She finally sighed softly and stopped talking.

In the afternoon, An He sent someone to deliver some food to Qin Shou as usual, but Qin Shou only thought that she was repaying her life-saving kindness, and never refused.

Zhao Xi was about to return to the capital, his birthday was approaching, and the current Prince Liang was the crown prince's right-hand man, and there would be a small banquet in the palace to celebrate.Song Qingming also wanted to leave.

"Didn't you come with me? What does it mean to follow Prince Liang and leave me alone?" Qin Shou's face was as dark as a pot, brothers were like clothes, and someone was like siblings.

Song Qingming waved his folding fan with a smile on his face. "Don't be disgusted, it's not that the two of us will leave tomorrow."

"roll!"

Song Qingshu, who patrolled here, saw this scene with profound meaning in his eyes.

These days, the relationship between his younger brother and King Liang is very intriguing. Although the prince has a cold face towards everyone, he can see that King Liang does not reject his younger brother, and is even very conniving. .

Of course, he also knew the identity of the short-lived book boy in the Duke's mansion four years ago. Song Qingshu was only the one who thought too much in the inner court, and Qingming would not be such a careless person, but now he is...

Although we have been unfamiliar with each other since childhood, but after all, he is a father's brother, with broken tendons and bones still connected.He had to go to Prince Liang to make it clear.

Song Qingshu turned around and walked towards Zhao Xi's courtyard.

It's almost June and the weather is already hot.The big pagoda tree in the courtyard has fallen flowers, and the summer cicadas are singing enthusiastically amidst the verdant greenery.Even though he was in a remote village, Zhao Xi's house had been set up with ice mirrors for cooling down. The boy was fanning himself, and he was wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt, and he was strumming the strings with his head propped up.

Since the prince got the power, he has become more and more precious.

"So Song Temple came to find each other to be alone, because they want to be far away from your brother?" He raised his eyes, with a rare cold smile on his lips, and the raised phoenix eyes were dark and difficult to see.

"When the prince was living among the people, it was Weichen's younger brother who came to rescue him. Although my mistress' behavior was out of proportion in the end, he turned the entire Ningjing dental business upside down that night and searched for you all night without sleep," Song Qingshu knelt down. He saluted and said, "Qingming is my second younger brother, and I watched him grow up. He has a pure heart, treats people well from the bottom of his heart, and has never been half false."

"What did you say?" Zhao Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, why did his mistress act out of proportion, and why did Song Qingming go all night without sleep?

Song Qingshu was taken aback, unable to figure out which sentence he asked, he thought for a while, raised his head and continued: "...you should understand Qingming's thoughts, but this road is not easy to walk. If you don't have this Thoughts, I hope to clarify with my brother as soon as possible, if you..., my minister, please treat him kindly and give him an identity."

The face of Haiyan Heqing who was waiting on the side can be described as colorful, so where is it? Brother Song Qingming, you must be thinking too far ahead.

Zhao Xi's hand tightened, and the strings made a ding noise. He withdrew his hand, and his expressionless expression was somewhat like that of Emperor Zhao De.

"You go down."

"But Weichen..."

"Go down."

Haiyan Heqing didn't dare to vent his anger, knowing that the master's heart was not at peace at the moment.Song Qingshu had no choice but to get up and leave. When he saw Song Qingming coming over on the road, he shook his head helplessly.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"It's okay," he patted Song Qingming on the shoulder, "If possible, go home earlier. Father probably wants to see you more."

Song Qingming raised his eyebrows and replied softly, "Okay."

After Song Qingshu left, Zhao Xi was silent for a while, he beckoned Haiyan to come over to check, and then waved him back.What else to check?Regardless of whether it was Song Qingming's secret vengeance to sell his dignified prince, his so-called disgust would have been broken like paper.

In fact, he didn't believe it in his heart. He didn't believe that Song Qingming would do such a thing. If it was someone else, he would have been the first to embarrass that person. How could he deliberately ask Song Qingming to meet at the gate of the palace that day and say On the day when the class teacher Liu Song Qingming returns to the court, he will settle the accounts with him one by one.

But in the end, Zhao Xi understood one thing:

He walked alone in the dark for many years, and from the beginning to the end, only one person was willing to give him all the light.

His heart has long been frozen, only the shadow of that person, before he surrounded everything with hatred and indifference, penetrated into his chest along this faint light.

"What are you thinking about?" Song Qingming saw that the door was open, and walked in. When he saw Zhao Xi sitting at the table playing the piano, he was not polite, and sat on the table with his hands on a piece of pastry.Then she turned to look at him, "Yo, playing the piano."

Zhao Xi came back to his senses, raised his eyes and looked at him deeply.

"What's the matter, this is..." Song Qingming panicked after being stared at, swallowed the pastry, wiped his mouth, and silently slid his butt off the table.Didn't offend this ancestor these days.

Zhao Xi didn't speak, but his eyelashes fluctuated, and finally he lowered his eyes. His breathing was a little messy, and he needed some time to calm down.

Song Qingming squatted down halfway, raised his head and looked at him seriously. "If you don't speak, I will leave."

Zhao Xi's heart suffocated suddenly, he only lowered his head slightly, there was no distance between them, the warm breath lingered, the cicadas outside the courtyard were still screaming crazily, and the door was wide open.Song Qingming lowered his eyes, and could see those pale pink lips moving slightly, as if they were about to say something, but in the end they were both speechless.

"Master!" He Qing strode in and was about to speak when he vaguely saw the half-squatting figure across the table and the two faces that were about to touch each other, and turned around quickly.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Xi raised his head suddenly, stood up with Song Qingming and stepped aside, coughing lightly.

He Qing looked at the third son of Song silently, hesitating a little.

"...A military situation came from the border. Jiang Chongshi led the army to set up an ambush for the barbarians and won a complete victory. The sage Longyan Dayue, his condition improved for a while, and when the army returned to the court, Jiang Chongshi was named Zhenbeihou."

With a "click", the folding fan in Song Qingming's hand fell to the ground, and Zhao Xi turned his head in an instant, only to see Song Qingming's face tightened ugly.

"I want to go back to Beijing."

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There is another chapter tonight.Daily collection (repeat)