Chapter 302

Xing Yingbuyi: "Hey, this is mine."

Song Ning snorted coldly: "Now it's mine!"

Song Ning's appearance, and even his behavior, reminded Xing Ying of Yuan Qiu's home in Yonghe Lane a few months ago, Yuan Qiu also gave him a bowl of rice, but the prince snatched it away--

Simple dishes, seemingly bland and tasteless, are actually refreshing and delicious. Song Ning has always eaten a small amount of food, and today he ate two bowls for the first time. One is good, and the other is delicious.

The housekeeper who waited on the side was also amazed when he saw it, and said with a smile: "Doctor Xia is really a wonderful person. Master hasn't eaten two bowls of rice for many years. It can be seen that Doctor Xia is not only good at medicine, but also good at cooking!"

Xing Ying is not without pride, of course their princess is good, she looks good, her medical skills are superb, her culinary skills are excellent, she is easy-going and kind-hearted, she can't be found even with a lantern.

Thinking of this, Xing Ying couldn't help but give Song Ning a sideways glance. This guy doesn't know where he got his blessings to be taken care of by the concubine. If the prince knows, he will order to overthrow the jar of jealousy. No, what happened in the Song mansion today He can't miss a single word.

After dinner, Yuan Qiu took Song Ning for a walk in the garden, talking about the trivial things in daily life that he should pay attention to, telling him to get more sun and move around, and not hide in the shade of the house.

Song Ning just nodded with a smile, and kept every one of them firmly in mind.

This time, he really wanted to live longer, longer.

After walking for half an hour, the three of them returned to the front hall. Yuan Qiu took his pulse again and saw that his weak pulse had improved. Although it was not obvious, it was a good start. She believed that as long as he persisted After treating it, the cold poison in his meridians and qi apertures will eventually be forced out, but the cold poison that penetrates deep into the bone marrow still needs to find another way.

Happy time always flies by quickly, when Yuan Qiu bid farewell to him, he realized that a day has passed unknowingly.

For the first time in many years, he felt that time was passing fast, and he wished it could be slower.

Seeing Xia Yuanqiu's back gradually drifting away, he couldn't help smiling wryly, it seemed that today, there were many firsts, and with her, there seemed to be surprises everywhere.

Outside the Song Mansion, a gorgeous carriage had been waiting for a long time. On one side of the carriage, Zhu Yan, who was dressed in a dark black outfit, had been waiting for a long time. His handsome brows were tightly wrinkled, his thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and there was restrained anger in his eyes , It wasn't until the vermilion lacquered door opened and the brisk white shadow came out from inside that his frowning brows eased a little.

As soon as Xing Ying saw her master, her heart couldn't help trembling, her sprinting legs involuntarily slowed down, deliberately lagging behind Xia Yuanqiu.

The master's eyes are a little scary today!

"Why are you here?" Yuan Qiu chuckled, took two quick steps, and stood in front of him.

The anger in Zhu Yan's eyes disappeared when he saw her: "If you can come, I can't?"

He stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, looked her up and down, and when his eyes touched the blood stains on her snow-white clothes, his face immediately changed: "Are you injured?"

Zhu Yan glanced at Xing Ying as he spoke, the chill was enough to frostbite someone.

Yuan Qiu smiled and shook his head: "Don't think that the wind is the rain, it's not my blood, it's Song Ning's."

Xing Ying hurriedly nodded in agreement: "That's right, it's Song Ning's vomited blood, which just splashed on Miss Xia's body." That's all, he added in his mind.

The prince of his family loves his wife as much as his life. If Miss Xia is injured a little, he will definitely be miserable, very miserable.