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Chapter 1117

Song Zhiqing looked at the plaque of Youranyuan, took a deep breath, and stepped in.

"Master, you are here." Quan's mother came forward eagerly: "Auntie is so good, she suddenly fainted."

Song Zhiqing saw Jingshui holding the child in front of the main roof, and his face was full of anxiety. Seeing the child, he felt that he felt Microsoft.

No matter what, the other party gave birth to a pair of twins for him, and this is nothing fake.

"My aunt fainted, can I send someone to invite a doctor?" Song Zhiqing asked, strode into the main house.

Mother Quan followed closely by her side and said timidly: "I dare not invite her."

Song Zhiqing paused, turned his head to look at her, frowned and asked, "Why is this?"

Quan's mother smiled bitterly and said, "The master has come to Youranju for a while now. My aunt is not willing to eat and eat. Sometimes she stews your beloved soup in a small stove, and in the end she rewards the servants. If this is called a doctor, wouldn't it be a joke? Besides, my aunt doesn't let her call her, saying that it will not attract the wife to dislike her."

"If you are not feeling well, you will naturally have to hire a doctor in the palace. Why does your wife not like you?"

Quan's mother hesitated for a while and said carefully: "My aunt said she was just a little aunt, and she would ask the doctor for help, for fear that she would be called a spoiled person, which would implicate the young master and the ladies. Even though she had a little cough these two days, she just stewed Sichuan Bei and Sydney pear and counted it."

Song Zhiqing felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

He was also born to an aunt, so of course he knew that as a concubine's son and daughter, he had to be so careful that he could make a living under his legitimate mother's hands.

"Is the master here?"

Inside the room, Aunt Bai's weak voice came.

Song Zhiqing immediately walked in and saw Bai Shuilian sitting down from the bed with a white face. She wanted to lift the quilt and get out of bed, so she quickly stopped her.

"Why is this white face so white? And her lips are not bloody at all. Mother Quan, you went to invite the doctor in person and said I invited it."

Quan's mother said ah, and looked at Bai Shuilian, who said, "Mom, don't go."

Bai Shuilian pinched Song Zhiqing's hand and said, "Master, I am not seriously injured. There is no need to mobilize the labor service to hire a doctor."

"Your face is as white as the snow outside, and you still call me Wudang?" Song Zhiqing disagreed.

Bai Shuilian pulled the corners of her mouth weakly and said, "It's also cold these days. I'm going to coax Yi'er now. When it's late at night, I feel depressed and I haven't even talked to someone. Then I think more."

When Song Zhiqing heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable and hesitated: "The New Year is coming soon. The Empress Dowager in the Palace is sick again. The officials are all wearing their butts to avoid causing trouble to the emperor. I have been in the yamen for more time, so I don't have time to come to you."

Haha, keep these words to deceive the dog?

Bai Shuilian felt sarcastic in her heart, but her face was full of understanding. She shook her head and said, "No need to say, I understand, I also know that Sister Shen has a body, it is right to care about her more, but..."

Bai Shui Lian bit her teeth, got up from the bed and knelt on the bed, and said to Song Zhiqing with tears in her eyes: "Master, if you are tired of me, you might as well give me a letter to me. I will find a small courtyard to live in with my children, and I will never disturb you. In this way, I will be heartbroken and will not cause trouble. I will think about everything and become aggravated against me."

Song Zhiqing was confused. What's the point? Let's put the concubine's book?

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The old cow horn comb fell and bought a new one, but it smelled like shit and was very smelly. The dog said that the real one was fishy, ​​and I didn’t know whether it was true or false, but the old one had no taste at all, so did I use fakes in the past?
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