Li and everyone agreed.
Liu, who was older, said in a deep tone: "They are all from the cold palace. You don't need to remind me about survival, but you have to pay attention to safety and live well."
Hearing Song Ankang's hum, Li and the women continued to pat the dirt on Song Ankang's body.
The wind blows almost all year round in the Foreign Royal Court.
It has rained in recent days, and the wind and sand mixed with the rain made Song Ankang look dirty.
Watching Mrs. Li and a group of empresses busy around her.
Song Ankang hurriedly hid aside: "Stop sweeping. It's been very windy and rainy these two days. I'll come back to give you some things. I have to go out to work in a while. I've been busy building stables recently. After cleaning them, they got dirty again."
Li pursed her lips and didn't know what to say.
She has a somewhat submissive temperament, and the boldest decision she ever made in her life was to give birth to her son while hiding in the cold palace.
Now that she heard her son's words, she wanted to refute, but after moving her lips, she didn't know what to say.
On the other hand, Mr. Zhao, who is usually the most sarcastic, snorted: "At least I feel better now. I think it will be troublesome to eat. Why don't you just stop eating?"
She is twenty-four years old this year. On her first night in bed, she was thrown into the cold palace for offending Emperor Maoxiang. She stayed there for nine years.
Since there were two concubines named Zhao in the Leng Palace, everyone usually distinguished them by the name Zhao.
Song Ankang cautiously called Aunt Zhao, and then obediently allowed Mr. Li and the women to pat him.
After finally dealing with Song Ankang, Li asked Song Ankang in a low voice: "How is Princess Rongde's situation?"
Song Ankang snorted coldly: "What else can you do? In today's world, death is not necessarily a bad thing."
As far as Song Rongde's injuries were concerned, it would be better to be alive than dead.
Li's heart felt slightly sour: "But"
Princess Rongde is really a good person. I think the people in the Department of Home Affairs saw them as a group of helpless old women and children.
Then he thought of depriving the cold palace of food and starving them to death.
This was something that everyone avoided, but Princess Rongde intervened.
Under the care of Princess Rongde, it was the best year they had ever lived.
Li was deeply moved every time she thought of this.
Knowing what Li was thinking, Song Ankang shook his head gently: "No, it can't be cured."
It's not that he cursed Song Rongde, but Song Rongde's current situation is really not optimistic.
In order to survive, he tried to learn medical skills from the palace doctors.
The imperial doctor even praised his amazing talent and wanted to pass on his lifelong skills to him.
Unfortunately, before that day came, he was sent to the royal court of the Yi clan
Song Rongde's injury was treated by him himself, and no one knew Song Rongde's situation better than him.
There was so much intestine that it was impossible to stuff it back in. In desperation, he could only cut off the intestines and then reconnect the rest and stuff it back into its original place.
In such a situation, it is impossible for Song Rongde to survive.
All these things he did were just to make the other party leave in a more dignified way.
After listening to Song Ankang's words, Mrs. Li lowered her head to cover her red eyes.
Knowing that Mrs. Li was in a bad mood, Mrs. Zhao snorted coldly: "Don't fight for life or death, today it's Song Rongxiang, tomorrow it might be us.
When the time comes, everyone will die together and no one can escape. "
It's hard enough for the child, so we can't let him have some peace of mind.
Ms. Liu glanced at Mr. Zhao, but finally said nothing.
Other women also showed expressions of approval.
Even if these concubines are in trouble, they still carry the pressure of the superiors.
For them, Li had a deep-seated fear.
Therefore, Ms. Li did not dare to speak anymore and just followed Ms. Liu quietly.
Seeing that Mr. Li was no longer entangled in Song Rongde's matter, Song Ankang was relieved.
I have to say that these aunts of his are really powerful, each one can carry things more clearly than the other.
I just don’t know why my mother didn’t learn any of the tricks from her aunts!
Just when Song Ankang stood there in a daze, Sun, who had once been the second-grade concubine of the late emperor, gently pulled Song Ankang's sleeve: "It will be fine."
The late emperor was the elder brother of Emperor Maoxiang.
Since he had no children, he passed the throne to Emperor Maoxiang.
Concubine Shu entered the palace late, and she was only eighteen years old when the late emperor died.
At that time, she was told to stay temporarily in Kunning Hall next to Leng Palace.
But for some reason, she went into the cold palace and never came out again.
Time favors beauties, and now, at the age of thirty-four, her charm is still there, and everything she does is beautiful.
So they were brought over together.
Song Ankang smiled at Mr. Sun with a flattering look on his face: "I understand."
Women in the cold palace have more or less problems.
This Aunt Sun is also a ruthless character, and she never says her words of advice a third time.
The first two times I couldn't persuade him, but the third time I definitely raised my hand and hit him, and I wouldn't stop until there was blood.
Over the years, I have barely escaped.
This love is really heavy!
While Song Ankang was huddled together eating pancakes, Jin Qing had already limped out of the red tent.
She was hungry and now continued to replenish her strength.
Anyway, as long as she has something to eat, she doesn't care what she eats!
707: ""Since it doesn't matter, then why didn't I see you bite someone twice?
It was already afternoon, and the guards near the red tent were not very strict.
After all, besides Xiu Mu, maybe there is some good idea from above.
The rest of the time, everyone comes over in the evening to have fun.
As for whether the Anguo people would take the opportunity to riot, the Yi people were not worried at all.
As long as the people of Anguo dare to run out of their fixed range of activities, they will have a moving human target.
At that time, I will just practice horsemanship and swordsmanship.
Although Song Ankang helped Jin Qing's legs to be connected, for some reason, when Jin Qing's legs grew, they turned into long and short legs.
This puzzled Jin Qing. It seemed that Song Ankang's bone-setting skills were about the same as hers!
Although the long and short legs did not limit Jin Qing's speed, the way she walked with each step made her feel quite inconvenient.
What if I throw up after eating a lot later?
707: "Host, you have so many prosthetics, just give yourself a thumbs up."
It's amazing that after her eyes became slanted, her host's road-crazy nature was cured without any medicine.
The direction they were running in happened to be the direction of the Yi tribe's kitchen.
Unexpectedly, strabismus can cure road fever.
What's more, she didn't expect that her host had been running for so long and running so unrestrainedly without even bumping into the Yi tribe.
This luck must be at play!
However, this trick seems to be on the Yi people!
As 707 complained, Jin Qing was like a swaying wind, passing by the Yi guards and running quickly on the muddy grass.
Since it was not time for dinner, Jin Qing could only keep running as he felt.
After passing through several towering city walls, Jin Qing's footsteps suddenly stopped: Found it!
707: ""Host, why are you staring at the well? Are you going to jump down?
