"You are just a white-eyed wolf!" Mrs. Song saw that Song Qi was also helping Lu Ling to speak, and she couldn't help but cursed, "This vixen, did you fill you with ecstasy soup?"
"Shut up!" Mr. Song was weak. He coughed when he spoke harder, "As a mother, is it appropriate for you to say such things?"
Mrs. Song lowered her voice and closed her mouth unwillingly.
Lu heard that Master Song was coughing and hurriedly walked to him and comforted him softly: "Father, don't be angry. King Zhao is coming soon. At that time, you will lead the civil and military officials and elders to greet him outside the city gate, and you will also go to the palace to salute. If you are so angry right now, you won’t be able to be there then.”
Song Wenzhou was stunned when he heard this.
He had only thought that Lu Ling could take care of the house and business, but he didn't expect that he also knew the etiquette of a prince joining the vassal.
She is a wife who is really knowledgeable about books and etiquette!
Thinking of this, a sense of pride rose in his chest.
Such a wife, tell the truth, how proud he is!
So he hurriedly echoed Lu Ling's words: "Father, Ling'er is right. You must take care of yourself. Otherwise, when the time comes, you will not preside over the courtesy of King Zhao's kingdom and make King Zhao unhappy, and our Song family will suffer."
Lu Ling glanced sideways at Song Wenzhou, took the medicine bowl from his hand, and personally served Master Song to drink the medicine.
Song Qi looked aside for a moment, feeling a sense of panic in his heart, and said: "Father, mother, my son has gone to the military camp!"
Mrs. Song didn't bother to look at him, she just waved her hand and urged: "Go, go, go!"
Song Qi didn't look at Song's mother. Instead, he said to Lu Ling, "Brother and sister, I'm leaving."
Lu Ling turned his head and smiled lightly at him, and then he turned and left with satisfaction.
As soon as Song Qi left, Master Song said to Lu Ling: "Ling'er, you will still be in charge of our Song family from now on. You have been tired all the way, so go back and rest first. You don't have to take care of me anymore."
Lu Ling nodded and said, "Ling'er, please leave."
After saying that, she lowered her head and returned to Qingfengyuan.
As soon as she left, Mrs. Song and Mr. Song started arguing again...
Lu Ling had just walked into the hand-chaosing arcade when he saw the blue-robed Taoist priest with a long beard standing in the veranda, holding a peach wood sword in his hand and playing happily.
Lu Ling couldn't help but pause and looked him up and down carefully.
Is this the Taoist Zhang they invited to catch ghosts?
Looking at his sly eyebrows, he can't even do well with a sword.
I really don’t understand how Butler Li of the Song Mansion found a Taoist priest.
Lu Ling couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to leave, the Taoist priest suddenly stopped playing with his sword.
He stood there, bowing to Lu Ling in a nondescript manner, with a burning light in his eyes: "The poor man didn't scare the girl, did he?"
He thought Lu Ling was a young lady from the Song family.
Lu Ling raised the corner of his mouth perfunctorily and said lightly: "No." Then he turned around and left quickly.
Zhang Taoist's eyes eagerly followed Lu Ling's back, and he couldn't help but murmured: "This young lady from the Song family is really stunning!"
As he spoke, the light in his eyes became brighter.
"Hey, how's it going?"
Suddenly a questioning voice came from behind.
Zhang Daochang turned around and saw that it was Song Wenzhou.
He thought Song Wenzhou was asking him what the girl in front of him looked like, so he bowed quickly and praised her repeatedly: "My sister is really beautiful! Judging from her good looks, she will definitely marry into the royal family in the future!"
Song Wenzhou's face suddenly turned livid, and he whispered angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? That's my wife!"
"ah?"
Taoist Zhang's face suddenly turned red.
Song Wenzhou couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "What a bullshit Taoist priest, a living god... what the hell..."
Taoist Zhang only vaguely heard the words "living immortal" and thought that Song Wenzhou was still believing his lies. He quickly smiled and said: "Living immortals sometimes make mistakes. It's my mistake..."
Song Wenzhou snorted coldly, suppressed his emotions, and then asked again: "What do you think of her? Is she a ghost?"
Daochang Zhang was stunned when he heard this.
Can't these two couples get along emotionally? Then what else is he boasting about?
After recalling Lu Ling's face, Taoist Zhang pretended to stroke his beard with his hand, then twisted his brows into a knot, shook his head and said, "No, no, I think Mrs. Ling's face is pale, which means she will have a short life." . But if you are short-lived and don’t die early, then there is something evil at work!”
Song Wenzhou narrowed his eyes: "So, my wife is a ghost?"
Zhang Daochang rolled his eyes and pretended to be serious: "I have only met Mrs. Ling once and have not touched her personally, so I dare not confirm."
Song Wenzhou added after hearing this: "You don't need to confirm, she is as cold as ice and no normal person can touch her."
"Oh!" Taoist Zhang pretended to be shocked, "So the young lady is haunted by evil spirits! If this is true, I can conclude that the young madam is possessed by evil spirits, and she needs to do something to get rid of the evil spirits from her body! "
When Song Wenzhou heard this, he showed an impatient expression.
He pursed his lips, walked to Taoist Zhang, and asked in a low voice: "Let me tell you this, although my wife is my wife, we can't get close to each other because she is cold all over. Let me ask you, Is there any way to get rid of the coldness on her body?"
"Master Song, what are you doing?"
The Taoist priest asked tentatively.
Song Wenzhou's tone became more and more bored: "You don't understand this? I haven't had a child yet. I want to have a child with my wife. After she gives birth, tell me, my wife has been sucked by a female ghost. Being pregnant again has made my body weak and difficult to recover..."
Taoist Zhang straightened up, looked at Song Wenzhou in disbelief, and swallowed his saliva.
Song Wenzhou saw his frightened expression and snorted coldly: "Why, you've already taken all the money and you don't want to do anything anymore?"
The gleaming silver suddenly pulled Taoist Zhang out of his shock.
He shook his head quickly and said with a smile: "Don't worry, young master, Pindao has a secret method that is guaranteed to remove the cold air from your lady's body."
As he spoke, he leaned into Song Wenzhou's ear and explained the method.
After hearing this, Song Wenzhou showed a satisfied smile: "When the time comes, you will inform my mother that my wife's body has been invaded by ghosts, and ask her to prepare for the ritual ceremony on the day King Zhao arrives in Weizhou."
At that time, my eldest brother and father were not at home, so no one would stop this...
Taoist Zhang nodded repeatedly: "I understand! I understand!"
Song Wenzhou suppressed his smile and walked to the back house with his hands behind his back.
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Autumn has arrived, the wind is high and the air is crisp. There is an osmanthus flower in the yard, and its fragrance engulfs the entire Song Dynasty.
In Liu Qingyun's yard, Bai Zhi had just come back from taking medicine.
As soon as she entered the yard, she shouted anxiously: "Miss cousin, the young lady is back!"
Liu Qingyun was pacing in the room when she suddenly heard Bai Zhi's words and was startled.
Bai Zhi rushed into the room with the medicine. Liu Qingyun quickly closed the door and asked anxiously: "Did she see you go to grab the medicine?"
Bai Zhi nodded breathlessly: "When I went out, I happened to see the young lady coming back. She even took the prescription and took a look."
"Did she find anything?" Liu Qingyun's voice trembled.
