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Chapter 156 Of course you and I are different

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    "Qier, how are you feeling now?"

    "Your Highness, Qier feels that her whole body has been feverish, and her hands and feet are weak and weak. Even after taking medicine, it doesn't work. She feels so uncomfortable."

    The woman's delicate and aggrieved voice came from the room. Song Wan stood outside the door with his head lowered, his eyelids lowered to cover up his surprise.

    How could Chu Ruoqi appear in Qingfengyuan and be so close to Zhao Ying?

    Zhao Ying comforted Chu Ruoqi for a while, and then called out in a deep voice: "Why don't you come in?"

    Knowing that he was calling her, Song Wan immediately stepped into the house. Although she had heard Chu Ruoqi's voice, after entering the house, she still looked down at the dirty tips of her shoes without looking around.

    Chu Ruoqi asked doubtfully: "Your Highness, who is this girl?"

    I don¡¯t know if he really didn¡¯t recognize Song Wan or if he was deliberately pretending not to recognize him.

    But since Chu Ruoqi asked the question, Song Wan still answered according to the rules: "This slave is Song Wan."

    "Ah Wan?" Chu Ruoqi exclaimed, "How did you become like this?"

    Refugees gathered in the camp outside the city, and the beds and bedding were all tight. Song Wan was so busy with the medical women every day that he was lucky to be able to sleep for a while. Naturally, he didn't have time to bathe and change clothes. Plus, he was working with those doctors who were covered in pus every day.  She had been exposed to sore patients, and her clothes were already dirty, her hair was a little dull and disheveled, and her bloodshot eyes looked extremely haggard.

    Song Wan still didn¡¯t raise his head and said: ¡°Your Highness summoned you in a hurry. This servant failed to tidy up your appearance, which frightened the master. Please forgive me.¡±

    Chu Ruoqi wanted to establish herself as a kind-hearted person in front of Zhao Ying, so she immediately said: "Awan, it's me, you can't even hear my voice? How could I blame you for such a trivial matter?  "

    It was extremely disrespectful for Chu Ruoqi to appear here, let alone behave so intimately with Zhao Ying. Song Wan didn't want to cause trouble, so he lowered his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for your tolerance."

    Chu Ruoqi did not force Song Wan to look up, looked at Zhao Ying and asked: "Your Highness, why are you calling Awan back to the city at this time?"

    Zhao Ying rubbed Chu Ruoqi's head and said, "You are not feeling well and need a caring person by your side."

    Chu Ruoqi frowned slightly, as if she thought this statement was unreasonable. Zhao Ying added, "Her blood is different from others. I can make medicine for you. Drink it and you will be fine soon."

    Zhao Ying said it very naturally, as if Song Wan was not a living person, but just a medicinal material.

    Chu Ruoqi opened her mouth, but no sound came out, as if she was shocked by Zhao Ying's words. Zhao Ying slightly raised his eyelids, looked at Song Wan coldly, and asked: "What are you still standing there for?"

    After the words fell, Song Qingfeng came in with a dagger and a bowl.

    The weather was getting colder day by day, and charcoal was burning in the house. When Song Qingfeng came in, it still brought cold wind. Song Wan's hands and feet were cold, and his fingertips couldn't help curling up. The fingers scratched by Chu Yichen before were still faintly  pain.

    Chu Ruoqi leaned into Zhao Ying's chest and said timidly: "Your Highness, wouldn't this be too cruel? Moreover, A-wan's body has always been weak, so this will definitely be too much."

    These words sounded like they were concerned about Song Wan, but upon listening carefully, they were full of schadenfreude.

    Zhao Ying laughed sarcastically and said, "You're just a cheap servant. It doesn't matter if you shed some blood. Even if you die, no one will say anything."

    Yes, under absolute power, human life is like an ant, indeed not worth mentioning.

    Song Wan didn¡¯t dare to look at Song Qingfeng¡¯s face. He knelt down towards Zhao Ying and said, ¡°Please forgive me, Your Highness. I don¡¯t dare to take action.¡±

    Song Wan was frail and it was normal for him to have little courage. Zhao Ying did not force him and just glanced at Song Qingfeng casually.

    Song Qingfeng bent forward and said in a sharp voice: "Stretch out your hand."

    His tone was cold and without any emotion.

    Song Wan tucked his wide sleeves and stretched out his left hand.

    In the past, Song Qingfeng would use his broad palm to protect this hand firmly. Now, Song Qingfeng took a sharp dagger and slashed this hand without hesitation.

    Song Qingfeng used much heavier force than Chu Yichen, and Song Wan felt the deep pain.

    The red blood gushed out instantly. Song Qingfeng slowed down a little, and several drops fell on the ground, splashing out small plum blossom marks.

    Song Wan had always been afraid of pain, but she frowned, bit her lip, and let a thin layer of cold sweat break out on her forehead without making a sound.

    The blood quickly filled most of the bowl, and Zhao Ying said lazily: "It's almost done. It would be boring if he died like this."

    "yes."

    Song Qing??¡±

    As she spoke, Chu Ruoqi raised her hand and hooked her hair, and said: "You crawl into a man's bed in a dirty way. That's debauchery and despicable, but Your Highness and I are in love. When this crisis is over, the Queen Mother will  He will grant us a marriage, and I will marry His Highness in a glorious manner and become the Crown Princess. When His Highness succeeds to the throne, I will be the mother of Zhaoling."

    "One is the mother of the country who is inferior to one person but more than ten thousand people, and the other is a prostitute who is scolded in the spine. There is no comparison between clouds and mud."

    Song Wan did not refute, but said sincerely: "My master is right."

    Song Wan behaved so obediently that Chu Ruoqi felt limited pleasure from her, and then she felt a little lackluster. However, she soon laughed again and said, "Don't worry, when I become the Crown Princess, I will  I must ask Your Highness to refer you to my eldest brother. Don¡¯t think that I am pitiful. You want to make things easier for you and my eldest brother. You have repeatedly drawn a clear line with my eldest brother before and refuted the face of my Weiyanghou Mansion. This account can be  You have to make a good calculation!¡±

    Chu Ruoqi's words were full of ferocity. Song Wan had become so humble that there was nothing to care about, but her eldest brother was still the eldest son of Jiyue Qingfeng. She really wanted to see her eldest brother Zhilan Yushu being raped again.  The look of a bitch who is so obsessed that she loses all face.

    Then she would like to see how her good brother has the nerve to reprimand a princess like herself.

    Song Wan couldn't understand Chu Ruoqi's thoughts. Chu Ruoqi continued: "I heard that you and Ye Qingling have been getting close recently. Doesn't she pride herself on being noble? I also asked my aunt to point her out to my elder brother. You  Guess she won¡¯t be able to tolerate you when the time comes?¡±

    After Chu Ruoqi finished speaking, she giggled, as if she had thought of a wonderful plan.

    Song Wan knelt on the ground and looked at Chu Ruoqi quietly. It was hard to imagine that this was the next mother of Zhaoling.

    She didn¡¯t think about how to preside over the affairs of the Sixth Palace and reconcile the balance between the concubine and the courtiers. She only thought about avenging her own personal revenge by making random arrangements.

    Does she know how many people will die in this turmoil, how much money the treasury will lose, and how many years it will take to recover?

    If Zhao Ying lets her act like this, what else can Zhaoling expect in the future?

    Chu Ruoqi didn't know what Song Wan was thinking. After venting her anger, she started to give orders to Song Wan again, saying: "The fire seems to be not strong anymore. Let's add some charcoal."

    "yes."

    Song Wan got up and went to add charcoal.

    The front hall of Tingwei Mansion.

    As soon as Zhao Ying entered the front hall, he heard two coughs.

    The coughing sound was deliberately suppressed. It was not loud and sounded a little sick.

    Wei Heng stood up wrapped in a dark-colored cloak. He was very afraid of the cold. The collar of the cloak was made of fine golden mouse skin. The fur collar was very fluffy and completely covered Wei Heng's neck. At first glance, he looked like a bird.  Bloated sculpture.

    Zhao Ying wanted to laugh a little, and asked seriously: "The city has been uneasy recently, why is Brother Heng here?"

    Wei Heng and Zhao Ying are about the same age. Like Song Qingfeng, they are both classmates at Taiyuan University.

    Wei Heng was not as strong as others and often missed school due to illness. His academic performance was mediocre and he had never dabbled in riding and shooting. However, with his reputation as the Duke of Zhen, no one dared to laugh at him for being a sick man and call him the same name as his brother.  A cry of Brother Heng.

    Wei Heng held back his cough and said apologetically: "I don't want to cause trouble to Your Highness at this time. It's just that as soon as winter comes this year, I feel more and more afraid of the cold, and I don't even have the energy. Your Highness also knows that the imperial doctor from the Imperial Hospital will take care of me."  There is nothing we can do about this disease.¡±

    Zhao Ying naturally knew this and nodded: "It's these quack doctors who are incompetent."

    Wei Heng shook his head, not intending to blame, and continued: "Over the years, the Duke's office has been sending people to search for famous doctors in various places. Not long ago, I finally found a miracle doctor from Yaogu. I wrote books and begged him several times before he was willing to come out and do it for me.  Diagnosis and treatment, it¡¯s just that this miracle doctor has a weird temperament and doesn¡¯t want to be picked up by people from the Duke¡¯s Mansion. He insists on coming by himself. Calculating the time, the miracle doctor should have arrived long ago, but now the city gate is closed and no one from outside can come in. I  I came here to ask His Highness for a token to leave the city, so that I can send someone to find this miracle doctor."

    Wei Heng¡¯s expression was quite sincere, as if he had no idea that the miracle doctor he was talking about was already in the guest room of Tingwei Mansion.

    After finishing speaking, Wei Heng covered his lips and coughed twice. The cough could not be stopped for a while, and his already pale face turned even paler. Zhao Ying frowned and was about to speak when he saw Wei Heng coughing up a mouthful of blood.  come out.

    The pale lips were stained with a drop of blood, and they suddenly felt strangely enchanting, like a ghost or a demon.

    Wei Heng held the handkerchief and wiped his lips, panting slightly and said: "If it is really inconvenient for Your Highness to have someone open the city gate, forget it."

    After Wei Heng finished speaking, he stood up, and Zhao Ying immediately said: "The miracle doctor that Brother Heng is looking for is in Tingwei Mansion right now, and even if the miracle doctor is not there, I still have a way to save Brother Heng!" (Remember the website address: www  .hlnovel.com)And even if the miracle doctor is not here, I still have a way to save Brother Heng!  "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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