Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

Song Song had never been married to the prince before, and he didn't know that marrying Li Xiao would be such a grand occasion.Emperor Hongren had five sons and three daughters in total. Except for one fourth princess who married into another country, almost all the rest who stayed in the capital came to see him.

The sixth and seventh princes here are not yet fully crowned and have never gone out to build a mansion. The eighth princess is born of the empress and is only twelve or thirteen years old. She sits obediently at the table, very demure.

Song Song couldn't help but pay more attention to the queen and the prince. The queen smiled impeccably. His Highness the prince is also as kind-hearted as the legend says. Seeing a person in sheep's clothing like this, he felt that he was a beast, and secretly murmured in his heart.

When we returned from the palace, it was already afternoon, and the snow was still piled up on the roof of the treetops, before it had time to melt, Song Song followed Li Xiao into the carriage, and heard him say: "Old five has a strong personality, stay with me in the barracks Lao Liu has a good brain for doing things. Some time ago, he applied to Dali Temple with his father to help investigate the case. Lao Qi is still young, and his mother and concubine went early. When I was young, I was raised by my mother's knees. I will come to look for it tomorrow You played."

He summed up the dispositions of his younger brothers in a few words, Song Song wrote them down one by one, and said: "Then how is our relationship?"

"Lao Wu's mother and concubine are closer to Empress Qin, not so close to us, but he is not bad-hearted, straight-hearted, and very affectionate."

He didn't hide Song Song's relationship with the queen, Song Song knew something in his heart, and couldn't help but said: "How is your highness the Crown Prince?"

Li Xiao said indifferently: "The prince's house is kind-hearted and warm-hearted, just like the rumors."

Song Song blinked his eyes, always felt that he was a little different from other brothers when he mentioned the prince, but Li Xiao's face was obviously a little unhappy, so he didn't ask any more questions, and gently held Li Xiao's hand.

The latter looked at him, and Song Song smiled at him. Seeing this, Li Xiao leaned over and kissed him on the mouth.

Song Song: "..."

He withdrew his hand and turned his face away.

After returning to the palace, Li Xiao went to the study to deal with military affairs, while housekeeper Qi came over with a box of accounts. He saluted Song Song and said respectfully: "Here are all the food and clothing expenses of the mansion, as well as daily human relations. The account books of the shop in the capital and the Zhuangzi outside the city have also been notified, and they will be handed in later, besides this, the slaves also specially counted the wedding ceremony of the princess, please take a look at it.”

Butler Qi is a shrewd person, and now Li Xiao's kindness to Song Song is seen by everyone. In the future, he will be the undisputed "mother" in the mansion. When Song Song personally asks him for the right to manage the mansion Why don't you hand it over as soon as possible so that you can make a good impression in front of the princess.

Song Song looked at the box behind him and said, "There are so many, I have to see the year of the monkey go."

"Princess, don't worry, take your time, good luck, this kid is also smart, if you have any errands, just call him."

Song Song was not polite, and said: "I am new here, and I will definitely rely on Steward Qi in the future. I hope you will give me your advice."

"Where is the princess talking, this old slave will naturally serve you."

Li Xiao has been busy with military affairs all year round, almost all the big and small affairs in the mansion are handled by the butler Qi, Song Song believes in him, but now that he has Li Xiao's golden thigh, he naturally has to help him with some practical things. He still has to know how much income and expenditure he has.

However, this box of accounts is not in a hurry. Song Song first figured out the supplies in the warehouse. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he went to the kitchen to cook soup and prepared to eat pot with Li Xiao. Who knows that the soup on his side has not been stewed yet. , someone came to him and said: "There is something wrong with the barracks, the prince will go there first."

"It's so late, what can I have to do now?"

"This slave doesn't know."

Song Song didn't make things difficult for others, he lost interest in stewing soup, let the kitchen get something to eat and then went to bed, Li Xiao didn't come back the next day, Song Song had nothing to do, so he called Butler Qi over : "In our mansion, is there a miraculous doctor who treats the prince?"

"Exactly. He traveled for a month before and said he wanted to collect medicine for the prince. He just came back two days ago. Is the princess unwell?" Butler Qi looked worried, and Song Song hurriedly shook his head, saying: "This person Can it be trusted?"

"My lord is surrounded by trustworthy people."

Steward Qi gave a guarantee, Song Song felt relieved, and said, "Please trouble Steward Qi to invite him here and give me a pulse."

Butler Qi led the order to go, and after a long time, he dragged a yawning man in. He half-closed his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, and greeted Song Song lazily: "Cao Min Ji Ying, I saw the princess."

Song Song saw that his eyes were always squinted, and his mind seemed to be still on the bed. He couldn't help being surprised, thinking that he was so rude, but he could still live for so long. He said politely: "There is no need to be polite, I will trouble the doctor."

His gentle words finally caused Ji Ying to raise his eyelids and take a look at him. This time, he kept looking at him, remembering what Butler Qi told him last time Song Song's blind cat met a dead mouse and calmed the mad Li Xiao. It turns out that Li Xiao is also a perverted person.

He sat down at the table and looked at Song Song's stretched wrist. Just as he was about to stretch out his hand, the housekeeper suddenly kicked the chair, so he took a handkerchief and put it on. After a while, he gave Song Song a strange look, and then In Song Song's expectant eyes, he said: "Princess Wangfei's body is a bit damp and cold, but it doesn't matter, eat more food to dispel damp and cold on weekdays, be careful not to freeze, soak your feet in hot water at night, it will not be a serious problem. "

He withdrew his hand, patted his buttocks with the handkerchief, and was about to leave. Song Song hurriedly asked, "Is there nothing else?"

Ji Yingdao: "The concubine is the chosen child of heaven, she will be blessed forever, so don't worry."

This is a trick to ridicule him for his unfounded worries, Song Song didn't care, he already had a bad premonition in his heart, and then confirmed: "Is there really nothing else?"

Ji Ying chuckled. Although he lived in the palace, he did not sell it to the palace. He usually pays more than a thousand gold for consulting others. It all depends on whether he is willing to see a doctor. Now this Song Song is very good. , As soon as he entered the mansion, he couldn't wait to use the resources, and hurriedly called him to see him. If he didn't pay, he still didn't believe him. He said: "If the princess doesn't believe it, you can go to the medical center outside the city to have a look."

"Sir, sir, stop." Song Song called to stop him, pushed back the people beside him, walked behind Ji Ying and said, "Sir, you just covered it with a handkerchief, did you miss it?"

Ji Yingdao: "For some pulses, I don't need to diagnose them. You can tell just by looking at her complexion. The princess's face is rosy, which shows that she is very healthy. However, if you have any worries, you may as well just say it. I have to go back to catch up on sleep."

"I...I want to see if I have a happy pulse."

Ji Ying was slightly shocked. He turned to look at Song Song. The latter's eyes were clear and full of anticipation. Seeing him staring at him, he was also a little embarrassed, and said, "If you are sure, Mr. I was thinking too much,"

Song Song turned around, but was stopped by him again: "You, you wait..."

Song Song turned around immediately, Ji Ying coughed and said, "Again, check again."

Song Song sat down in a hurry, stretched out his hand obediently, Ji Ying looked at his expression, put out the idea that there was a lunatic in the palace, and covered his wrist seriously, after a while, he looked at Song Song , his eyes were already a little uncertain.

"Princess's pulse... is weaker than that of ordinary men." He frowned and met his clear eyes again. After all, he was sure that besides a madman, there was another fool in the palace. I don't know if it was mad The king was scared, he withdrew his hand and said, "What hallucinations has the princess had recently?"

Song Song shook his head.

"Have you ever had a headache?"

Shaking his head again.

"Why do you think you can have a happy pulse?"

Song Song realized what he meant, and was a little disappointed for a while, more embarrassing, he withdrew his hand weakly, and whispered: "Really?"

"..." Ji Ying couldn't bear it anymore, but he was afraid that losing his temper would make him even more stupid. He said softly, "Don't worry, unless the sun comes out from the west, you won't have a happy pulse, good boy."

Hearing what he said, Song Song immediately asked curiously, "Then what if I have one?"

God has eyes, let this crazy and foolish couple together, Ji Ying showed a strange expression, said: "If you have one, I will be this child's son and call you grandpa, okay?"

Song Song thought of his condescending expression when he entered the door, rolled his eyes, and said: "Then I don't believe it, you have to sign for me."

"You little fool...cute." Ji Ying looked like a doctor, he took a pen and paper, wrote in a fluttering manner, and said, "I'll sign for you, you, eat well, and raise your brain well, Be obedient, you know?"

Song Song put away the paper and said with a cute face, "Oh."

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Silly: My lord, tonight...

Crazy:?

This reminds me of me again?