Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum - Chapter 1004

The 99th Bowl of Soup Dream (7)

Lao Zhou and Lao Fan, who have been busy outside, rarely come back, so they have to have lunch together. Everyone has supported each other for three years, and the relationship has long been like relatives. Although the two old men always talk about the rules, they will not be neglected. In the future, the prince will be on the big treasure, and they can’t arrogantly. But who is Song Jin? If you have a meal, you will not accept any refusal.

But today…Looking at two dark old men sitting next to each other and politely serving each other from time to time, His Royal Highness King of Xijiang suddenly uncontrollably filled something in his mind. The protagonist is exactly Two respectable elderly people in front of him.

His throat moved, his face turned blue, he put down his chopsticks and strode out, then he heard the sound of vomiting.

The two old men looked at each other: “What’s wrong with the prince? Did you eat your stomach?”

“I’ll go and see, you two continue to eat, don’t worry.” Qing Huan got up.

The second elder was so relieved of her that he went out to see Song Jin holding the pillar on his face with a face of unrequited love. He was originally a person with indifferent personality, and he rarely expresses emotions on weekdays, but now he can take screenshots as an emoticon pack. Qinghuan endured a smile and approached: “Wang Ye—”

“Don’t, don’t come over!”

Hey, I’m stuttering… Qing Huan is curious. She knows her attractiveness to this person, but she knows herself. She stays with him as a boy, and she never reveals the slightest ambiguity on weekdays, plus her gestures All have their own heroic spirit and are very careful, so no one suspects that she is a woman.

But she knew that Song Jin had intentions against herself, otherwise it would be impossible to send two beautiful maids to serve her secretly. It’s a pity that she didn’t move at all, and then the two maids were transferred away by him again to find a reason, probably to test her. As for why he didn’t use a beautiful man to test… probably because he was afraid that her spring heart would sprout and the fake act was really done, then he had nowhere to cry.

But today I saw the old man vomiting, what’s the trick? The two elders watched him grow up. Although it is a bit dark now, he doesn’t feel like vomiting when he sees it, right? You must know that Zhou Lao could be called Young Master Pian Pian when he was young. It is said that every time he goes out, there are countless big girls and little daughter-in-laws lining up to look at him and throw flowers at him. Although he is getting older now, he can still vaguely see his youthful demeanor. How can he not make Song Jin look at him and open his mouth to vomit?

Don’t let her pass at this moment. “Master, if you don’t let me go, how do I know what’s uncomfortable with you?”

What’s uncomfortable…He knows very well himself without taking the pulse. Change you to a straight guy who has studied Long Yangtu for a whole morning and took notes seriously. Can you withstand such a psychological shock? Song Jin felt that he was dying. When Xijiang was just getting better, he was so busy that he could only sleep for two hours a day, wishing to split himself into two uses. At that time, there was no such great pressure.

But when he turned his head, he saw Qing Huan who was standing a few steps away in a green robe, the green silk was tied up, his waist was curled up and not staining the world, and he felt that if the two of them were substituted, he would not be unacceptable. But what he read in the morning was really nauseous, forcing himself to study a whole book and make notes. At lunch, seeing the two elders sitting so close to each other with food, he couldn’t help but think of some very other things, and then…

Song Jin waved his hand and took a cup of tea from Qing Huan to rinse his mouth, his expressions were full of loneliness.

In fact, he had imagined that she might be a girl at first, after all, she had a beautiful face and a gentle personality. Compared with men, she was even more breathtaking. That’s why he bought two beautiful girls from outside to give her as servant girls, not to seduce her, but because if Qinghuan is a woman, then both are women, girls are more suitable to serve. The most important thing is that he learned from the book that women come to Guishui every month. He specially ordered people to train the girls for a few months, and repeatedly urged them to serve Mr. Meng “closely”—he didn’t expect Qing Huan but Thought he was deliberately sending someone to seduce her.

The result of course is that there is no Guishui. The two girls were very obedient and loyal, but they didn’t find any clues. When this ordinary woman comes to Guishui, her waist and limbs are always sore, and she needs a menstrual belt, and the menstrual belt needs to be made and cleaned. If you are not careful, it is very likely that the mattress will get dirty at night. Mr. Meng likes to be clean. The mattresses are all light-colored, and blood stains are very obvious.

But they stared eagerly, stupefied that nothing happened! Last summer, the weather was hot, and the husband drank three bowls of ice alone—is this something my daughter dare to eat more!

Mr. Meng is a man and can’t run away.

Moreover, he is a handsome gentleman.

After Song Jin learned about it, he quickly used the reason that the manpower in the mansion was insufficient to ask for the two girls back, one to the kitchen and the other to do the laundry. How could he leave these two good-looking girls with Qinghuan? Wan As soon as Huanchun’s heart moved, he would take care of the girl if he wasn’t sure. Wouldn’t it be time to lift a rock and hit him in the foot? Song Jin felt that he couldn’t do such a stupid thing, so since then, he has done a long period of psychological construction, preparing to study the Dragon Sun Art.

But he overestimated himself, he is now in a shadow, his mood is not getting better at all, and the whole person is depressed. Maybe it’s okay to love each other only spiritually, but…what if there is a case?

From this day on, the guards of the Xijiang Palace all discovered one thing-their prince seemed to have eaten his stomach, otherwise, why would he always vomit two or three times a day?

Song Jin planned in this way: It is inevitable to have nausea at the beginning. After all, he is not good at this, but he becomes a good doctor for a long time. As time goes by, I am not used to vomiting and vomiting. In any case, he needs a little technical support.

Qing Huan found that Song Jin was a bit mysterious. In the past, the two of them could be said to have nothing to talk about. In Song Jin’s bones, they were a person who could desperate for revenge. If she hadn’t been dragged by her side, it might have become like now. However, it was the first time that he was so mysterious. Even she offered to help him deal with the official documents and was rejected, saying that she could do it alone.

The piles of official documents are all piled up into a hill, and he still vomits every day, can it really be done?

This question was answered a month later, when the summer of the fourth year officially came.

On that day, Song Jin followed Zhou Lao to the military camp. She was the only one left in the palace. The official document sent by Fan Lao needed to be stamped. She went to the study to find the stamp. After stamping, she was about to put the stamp back, and suddenly found that the pile of hills was like a hill In Gao’s official document, there seems to be an incorrect color.

The official documents of the sixteen prefectures in West Xinjiang are all red and gilded covers, but the one is crimson.

Qing Huan took it out and saw it instantly.

She really served the Song and Jin Dynasties, and she even wrote comments on various issues such as posture and location, and even wrote a sentence beside the first form: I saw an hour today and vomited three times and needed improvement.

Until the eighteenth formula: I watched it for an hour and a half today, and only vomited once, which was quite effective. Given time, I will be able to face it without changing its color.

Qinghuan held back a smile and put the album back. Song Jin came back in the evening and heard that Fan Laona had an official document for her to approve. His expressionless handsome face suddenly turned pale, and he stared at Qinghuan:” …Did you approve other official documents for me?”

Qing Huan said: “No, didn’t the prince say that I can do it? Besides, I also have my own things to do.” What she usually does most is to visit people everywhere, otherwise it is the medicine hall opened by Fan Lao. People see a doctor and specialize in treating some intractable diseases. Because of their outstanding personality, they are very popular and loved by the people. There are also many young girls who say they want to marry her.

Song Jin breathed a sigh of relief: “That’s good… I’m not guarding you, but I don’t want you to be too tired. That’s my official business, and I always make you sacrifice your time to help. I feel sorry for it.”

Qinghuan now believes in his proficiency. With so many documents to approve, so many things to do, and so many meetings to hold, he can still study the Longyang Eighteenth Style for nearly two hours in one day. It is inevitable. It is extremely talented. “The prince is extraordinary. I should do something for the prince. This roast duck is good. The prince will try it.”

She picked up a duck leg at random and put it in a Song Jin bowl. Song Jin didn’t notice how delicious the duck leg was. She only saw her ten slender fingers, like green onions and jade, with clean and neat nails. It was really beautiful and top-notch. The painter of Nakamura couldn’t draw such a romantic posture. He was in a daze for a while, and suddenly began to substitute what he had learned, and Zhang Junlian suddenly turned red.

Qing Huan took a look at it and understood that no one is in heat, but now is not the time. I hope that when he returns to the capital and his belongings are in front of him, he will not be dazzled.

But she was a little wondering, what channel did Song Jin’s book come from? It stands to reason that the only people he trusts besides her are Elder Zhou Fan and the Guards. Who would get him this kind of book? It’s definitely not the second elder. If the second elder knew that the prince they had worked so hard to help them had a tendency to break their sleeves, they would probably die directly to meet the emperor.

Is it the guard?

Qing Huan imagined the expressions that the guard’s killing machines should have when they received this order. She thought people were really interesting and cute.

As the official documents were mentioned, the Song and Jin Dynasties were a little fictitious, so he couldn’t wait to go back to the study to see if there were any traces of passiveness. He really doesn’t know where to put this stuff. If it’s placed in the bedroom, it’s easy to be spotted when the next person cleans it. It’s indecent to carry it with him, so he hides it in the official document and stands up the entire palace except him No one dared to touch the official document.