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Chapter 5: The hand that pinches the quilt, twists and turns

In order to avoid tetanus, Pei Qing had no choice but to get a bottle of medicinal wine and wipe it for Ye Song. The wine was so painful that it hurt when it touched the wound. Ye Song's fingers pinching the quilt were almost twisted and deformed, and he was sweating profusely. Later, he couldn't bear it and sobbed softly.

Pei Qing didn't know it, and she wiped her tears and said, "I really didn't expect that the Nan family would be so cruel!"

Ye Song gritted his teeth: "Well, I didn't expect it..."

Su Chen had no idea about Ye Song's injury and never asked about it. After seeing Su Chen when he returned, he saw Su Chen and said with lingering fear that Ye Song fell. Su Chen only hugged Nan Shu, gently pinched Nan Shu's tender cheeks with his fair fingers, and frowned slightly tenderly and said, "Why did you go to Bihuayuan? What if she bullies you?"

Nan Shu shyly avoided his hand and giggled, "It's okay, my sister is very good, so she won't bully me. I'm just going to see if I can help."

"I know people, but my face, but I don't know my heart. Don't go there in the future if I have nothing to do." He tightened the restless woman in his arms, rubbed her hair with her cold chin, and lowered her eyebrows, "Ele.me, I asked the kitchen to stew bird's nest to nourish your body, and it's still warm."

"Yes." Nan Shu nodded shyly, "What kind of virtue can Shu'er be able to be so favored by the prince in this life?"

"Silly", Su Chen smiled, and the smile flowed to make the room shine, "Just speak stupid words."

That night, Ye Songcai was so painful that he gradually lost his mind, and his whole body was covered in sweat. When he woke up the next day, his limbs and bones seemed to be disintegrating and reorganizing, and he couldn't raise any strength.

After resting for a few days, Ye Song's face was still bad. Pei Qing was extremely worried, clenched his pink fists, turned around and left, saying, "I will call the prince!"

Ye Song leaned on the bed, and said angrily: "Are you going to bring shame to yourself?"

"But Miss!" Pei Qing turned his head and said angrily, "I can't watch the lady suffer so much!"

Ye Song smiled and glanced at her sideways and said, "Although I don't remember much about Su Chen's incident before his wedding, I must have been bullied by him a lot of times. Are you still afraid of such hardship?" Seeing Pei Qing standing stupidly, Ye Song got up and got out of bed, "As I lie for a long time, I will become more and more tired, please accompany me out for a walk."

The willows are green, and the sunlight in the afternoon is no longer so bright. It flows down from the cracks of the leaves, with a soft luster. Ye Song's light green skirt is three more green than the newly-splied willow. His long hair is lightly tied with a white jade lotus hairpin. His clean face is not covered with makeup, and his neck is slender and beautiful, with a unique style.

The so-called charming bones are natural, but this is just like this. It’s just that it is locked in the deep garden all year round, no one discovers or appreciates it.

She and Pei Qing walked past the stream, but at this moment, Su Chen was walking towards the stream, probably about to go to Fangfeiyuan to see Nanshu. Su Chen looked sideways inadvertently and saw her, and his eyes turned cold.

Ye Song was still ignorant. The air in the garden was good and the plants were fresh. Her mood floated unknowingly. She smiled heartlessly under the green sunshine. Such a bright and clean smile was unforgettable, but when she saw Su Chen's eyes, it was particularly dazzling.

Suddenly he wanted to know what kind of drama Ye Song was acting and could laugh so happily. He also wanted to extinguish the smile with his own hands, which made him very annoying. Before he knew it, he went up to the small bridge and came to the side of the stream.

Ye Song reached under the willow tree and broke a few willows and handed them to Pei Qing. The two of them were whipping the willow branches and fanning the plants like whips while walking.

Pei Qing slapped her hard a few times and said, "Miss, I think these flowers and plants are Nan's. I feel extremely relieved if I can slap her in the face."

Ye Song smiled: "Then it's too easy for you to relieve your anger. Come on, Miss, I'll teach you more." As she said that, she slapped the flowers and plants, "Follow me, you bitch, Su Chen."

Pei Qing was a little cowardly: "Miss... it would be disrespectful to scold the prince like this."

Ye Song looked at her: "You forgot how he bullied me? Respecting this thing is mutual."

Pei Qing suddenly realized: "Miss is right."

"Come on, come and read to me, you bitch Su Chen."

"Su, Su Suchen, you bitch."

Ye Song smiled with his eyes curled up, looked at Pei Qing's embarrassment with blushing face, and said, "Let go, Su Chen, you bitch, come again."

Pei Qing was heroic in her chest and said smoothly: "Su Chen, you bitch!" /~Han♣Fu*sheng:.*?@

Su Chen hid behind a cluster of thick leaves, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and he pursed his lips. He looked at the stream flowing in the stream, and for a moment he could hardly curb his impulse, just want to go forward and kick the woman in the water and drown her!

Later, when Ye Song and Pei Qing ran into several maids in the mansions under the tree, he resisted not going out and had the best share.

There are many maids in the palace. When Ye Song was the only mistress here, he didn't care much about the affairs of the palace. Now, another lady Nan came in. Mrs. Nan was weak and only occasionally asked about it. She treated her servants very politely, so the maids felt very relaxed and free. After finishing their own duties, it was very common to secretly find a place to hide and steal for a while.

At the moment, they sat around the tree in groups of three or three, each of them holding a notebook, as if they were reading a book, and they were still enjoying it. Even Ye Song and Pei Qing came without even notice. Ye Song signaled Pei Qing not to speak. She slowly walked to the maid's back, stretched her neck and glanced at it, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

The maid casually said, "Don't make a fuss, I'm nervous."

“It looks great?”
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