Tyrant Pampering Wife Diary

In Song House, when Song Shi's injury was almost okay, he was ready to walk out. Speaking of being slippery, in fact, he already had a lot of care in mind. After Song Song left the Song Mansion, he took away a lot of property. Because Fu Xiang’s dowry had already sold a lot, the Guo Gong Mansion did not add it in private. Make up for this vacancy.

"This humble species even took Fuxianglou away!" He walked forward with a somber face, obviously just like a teenager, but seemed to be possessed by a fierce god, turned around the corner, but suddenly had a short eye He choked on him: "Have a golden son, look at you so rich, there must be a lot of rats at home, right?"

Song Shi blacked, "Go away."

"Come on a pack of medicine." The old man said: "The little old man is really helpless. The daughter at home is ill and has no money to buy medicine. He can only take out the ancestral homemade rat medicine, but the poor people have no rats at all. Son, you are good, come with a pack of rat poison!"

"What are you doing stunned? Kill me this old thing!" The family member behind Song Shi stepped out. The old man saw his posture and immediately turned white, and his feet slipped on the oil quickly. Song watched him fall. The figure of escape felt a little relieved.

He continued to walk forward, all the way to Fu Xiang Lou, but he saw the old man again. It was none other than him. It was Song Song: "This son, I think your eyes are haunted. You must have a good food at home. There are a lot of mice, son, this is my ancestral rat medicine. Keep the medicine until the rat is removed, so that your granary will be clean and the mice will not be born! Son, come with a pack!"

Song Shi hid aside, and saw Song Song taking the silver from the little man next to him, and handed it to the old man, and said gently: "Old man, this is the place to eat, you have to sell medicine to go there, but Don’t accidentally spill it out so that our little restaurant guests come across, then we can’t even jump into the Yellow River.”

The old man thanked again and again, "Pills, give you medicines."

"Okay." Song Song reached over and took him, and was helped to get on the carriage and slowly left.

Song Shi came out and stared at the old man who sold medicine. His face was thoughtful. Suddenly, he turned and saw a familiar figure. The man stumbled out of it. The cheeks were flushed, but still Put your head up and pour into your mouth.

"Fu Ming..."

A woman beside him interjected: "The son of Fu paid a visit to Fuxianglou for three days, and I was on the street last time. I also heard him shouting a girl's name saying I'm sorry for her, poor. "

Song Shi's face sank suddenly.

Song Song went back in a horse-drawn carriage and entered a small restaurant halfway. When he came out, he suddenly met a man by accident. He immediately smiled and said, "Six Emperors."

The man was Li Yun, the sixth prince, and he dismounted as soon as he saw it. He bowed to Song Song as a gift: "Big Emperor's Sister, Emperor's Sister, this is..."

"I have taken over the Fuxiang Building now. Isn't this the news of investigating the peers around me?" Song Song said: "This is the Sixth Emperor..."

"I am studying and handling a case at Dali Temple now. I received a report this time and am about to go out to investigate the situation."

"That was awkward for me." Song Song said quickly: "Be careful on the road."

Li Yun saluted him, stepped on the horse and went on, Song Song also got on the carriage again.

Li Yun went all the way, and suddenly saw an old man being punched and kicked by several people. He frowned, and quickly got off the horse, scolding: "Stop!"

The few turned out to be city patrol soldiers. When he saw him hurriedly salute, Li Yun sullenly asked his men to support the old man, Shen said: "Why beat the old man?"

A few people saluted first and explained: "It's not that we are blamed... It's this guy who sells rat poison everywhere and sells them at the door of the restaurant. This is not the case. Several shopkeepers let us drive him away."

The old man who was selling medicine stood on the side with tears, and the Song Song carriage that came with him stopped, and the probe whispered: "I just saw this old man in Fuxiang Building, and I especially reminded not to go to the restaurant to sell medicine. ."

Li Yun glanced at the old man and said, "Although selling rat poison, it is indeed inappropriate to go to the door of the restaurant, but you can't beat the people on the street, go back and get ten boards each, and later the palace will go to patrol in person. Camp confirmed."

The soldiers quickly quit, and the old man also cried and said: "Thank you, His Highness! Your highness, the little old man is really helpless. There is a daughter who is seriously ill in bed at home, and I only have the stock at the bottom of these boxes. There are no mice in the poor people, so I can only try my luck here to see if I can sell more silver and I have to treat my daughter!"

Li Yun looked sideways, and the man next to him immediately stepped forward and said, "The old man gets up first. I will take you to the hospital to see it, and then you will see your daughter. If it's just a lack of money, our Highness will definitely help." "

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The old man took out the medicine and said, "Your Highness, this is medicine. Keep the medicine until the rat is removed. The rat will not be born. From then on, your granary must be clean!"

Li Yun took the medicine, looked suspiciously, and suddenly heard Song Song around him: "There are so many poor people in this world, do you want to take care of everything in the end?"

"The big emperor's wife laughed," Li Yun looked at the medicine in his hand and said, "I just think that the old man is acting a little exaggerated. How can there be any medicines sold in other people's restaurants, so I sent someone to explore the truth."

Song Song thought about it and suddenly tossed the medicine in his hand, saying: "Since this old man has a strange attitude, then the medicine I just bought can't be kept. There is the help of Brother Liu."

Li Yun looked at the two packs of medicine in his hand, and was a little dumbfounded, listening to Song Song said: "I have to go to other restaurants to see other people's new products, so I take a step first."

"Big Emperor's wife walks slowly."

Li Yun threw the medicine to the person at hand and said, "Go back and try the results."

Song Song was busy taking care of his business. He had a backache in a carriage for several days, and Li Xiao came home at night that day when he saw him lying on the bed, hitting his waist with his backhand, and he walked up. Go up and say: "Why don't you find the maid to press?"

"I don't like people touching me." Song Song's half of his face was pressed against the pillow, staring at Li Xiao. The latter received a message and stepped forward to sit down and said, "It seems to help the husband. "

He just stretched out his hand, but Song Song climbed up again: "Dare not ask your Highness for help, I'll just give it a go."

He said nothing, reached for two pillows under his waist, and then lay down, saying: "This is also very comfortable."

Li Xiao looked at his posture, licked his lips, and said, "You... let me help you."

Song Song looked at him and said, "But Your Highness also has a backache?"

"Ben Wang is busy training troops all day long, and he won't be idle like you, where will this idle man get sick." Li Xiaodao said: "Take the pillow away and lie down."

Song Song obediently took off the pillow and lay down again. Li Xiao's hand was squeezed on his shoulder and slid all the way. The sore spine was relieved suddenly. The feeling of the bones being crumpled opened Song Song began to sleepy. He softly said: "Have you learned massage?"

"For the first time." Li Xiao thumb crossed his back neck, kneaded the acupuncture points, and then slowly fisted from the top to the bottom and knocked on his back. His hands were light and heavy, Song Song was too Comfortable, and because he said'the first time', he felt very sweet. He couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth and closed his eyes.

Li Xiao looked down at him and reached out to squeeze his earlobe: "Songer?"

Really asleep.

He chuckled softly, pressed him for a while, then pulled over the quilt to cover Song Song, just got up and was about to leave, but suddenly was grabbed his hand and looked down, Song Song's eyes were about to open. , But the finger gently hooked him, seems to be reluctant: "Your Highness...I really want to be like me, respect each other as a guest?"

"Does Song'er want to be fierce with Ben Wangganchai?"

Song Song was so sleepy that he didn't know what day tonight, but even if he was dreaming recently, he always wanted to be like Li Xiao, "Where are you going now?"

Li Xiao looked at his squeezed and deformed face because he was lying on his stomach. It seemed that Bai Nen was able to pinch out the water, and he sat back again and said, "I'm not going anywhere."

In Song Song's mouth, his eyelashes tremble, his eyelids suddenly open, barely cheer up, and then he rolls over and rolls inwards. When Li Xiao lies beside him, he sees him rubbing towards himself again, softly: "When Song's things are done, Your Highness will be rewarded with some sweetness."

Li Xiao bent his lips and said, "You don't give this king's color head, but still want sweetness?"

"That's different... this time, I counted the credit."

Li Xiao couldn't help but bow his head, pressed against his forehead, and said, "Can this be called meritorious service?"

Song Song arched him with his head: "I don't care...I want to be sweet."

Li Xiao's smile was deepened by his arch, and he hugged him with both hands, whispering: "Charm."

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Silly: I heard there was meat when I pit Song? Great!