The boy is hard to handle

Her face was earthy, her figure was thin, and she was much thinner than when she saw her a few days ago.

Song Mengcong checked Jinxiu's vomiting of blood, a serious look appeared on his face, and then he stared intently.

She really doesn't want to live anymore.

After a long silence, he picked up a pen and wrote out a prescription.

"It's so late, I'm afraid the pharmacies are closed." Jinxiu said anxiously.

"I have it there." Song Mengcong's voice was very soft, "I'll go get it now."

Immediately, he left the prescription for Jinxiu, and left by himself.

After a while, the medicinal materials were brought and handed over to Jinxiu.

Not long after, Jinxiu came over with the fried herbs.

"Miss, please take a sip, I beg you~~"

Jinxiu's cry came from the house, and Song Mengcong who was standing in front of the door could hear it clearly.

"Miss, if you have any difficulties, just say it, don't hold it in your heart, if this continues, what will happen to your body?!"

Jinxiu is the son of a family, and she has been serving Xue Yinhan since she was a child. Her young lady is good-natured, gentle, and always considerate of others. She treats herself very well. The friendship between master and servant for more than ten years has already made her feel like a sister. Xue Yinhan is so haggard now, Jinxiu can't wait to suffer for her.

There was a crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground.

Song Mengcong, who had been standing outside the door for a long time, couldn't hold back anymore. He pushed the door open with a bang, and walked straight to the bed.

There was a tinge of anger on his fair and gentle face in the past.

Looking at the spoon that was broken in half, a surge of anger rushed from her heart to the top of her head. She didn't listen to a single word she said that day in the back mountain.

"Miss Jinxiu, go get another spoon."

Song Mengcong's voice was calm, and it sounded calm, but if you look closely, you will find that when she said this, the back molars were obviously clenched.

Jinxiu wiped the tears from her face, immediately put down the soup in her hand, and quickly ran away in response.

Song Mengcong was not Jinxiu, he didn't have that much patience and good temper, so he picked up the soup and walked straight to Xue Yinhan.

No matter how daring Xue Yinhan is, she is still a little afraid of being a boudoir girl, besides, she is timid in the first place.

"What are you doing? Don't come here!"

Xue Yinhan hugged the quilt and shrank towards the corner of the bed.

At this moment, Song Mengcong's expression was not good, his brows were sullen and he held up the soup——

"Are you doing it yourself, or am I doing it?"

Normally, these words would be extremely frivolous, but now, paired with Song Mengcong's deadly expression of Hades, it actually makes people feel fear.

"If you dare to act recklessly, I will ask someone to beat you to death with sticks! Throw out—"

Xue Yinhan's jaw was pinched before Xue Manor said the word Xue Yinhan. Song Mengcong looked thin and thin, but his hand strength was not weak. Before she was in Xue Mansion, she did a lot of things Those who work hard are thin but lean.

The decoction was poured down her throat in an almost brutal way. Xue Yinhan had never been treated this way. As the saying goes, a rabbit bites when it is in a hurry. She is easy to bully, but she knows how to resist at critical moments. Otherwise, Jiang Youqing was trapped in Shun'an Hall , she will not stand up.

Miss Jiao in the big mansion has never had to worry about making a living, let alone working every day like ordinary women. Even three meals a day, dressing and eating are also served by a special person, so she has the habit of keeping her nails, which makes her hands look good , Second, it is easy to apply Danko.

However, while being beautiful, it is also a sharp weapon to hurt people.

No, Xue Yinhan slapped him down, and Song Mengcong's face had three more bloodstains, which fell on the left side of his face impartially. If it went a little higher, one of his eyes might be useless.

Song Mengcong, who was in pain, hid back again and again, but Xue Yinhan went crazy, and all the long-standing resentment and anger broke out at this moment.

"Why do you treat me like this?! Just because I'm easy to bully! Just because I don't say anything, you can treat me like a fool and do whatever you want! I'm a concubine but I'm also the third lady in the mansion I want face! I want face!"

Xue Yinhan tore Song Mengcong's collar, beat and cursed, completely lost her usual cowardice, at this moment she was like a leopard that lost her mind, she wanted to beat her!To scold!To hate those who hurt, to blame the injustice of God!

Song Mengcong hid at first, but seeing her trembling all over, he straightened up and let her hit him.

If you can vent as much as you can, it will be good to be with her.

"Let's fight, fight, fight out what you hate, what you hate!"

I don't know if it was because of Song Mengcong's words, but Xue Yinhan seemed to have really lost all scruples, leaving the face of Miss Xue's family behind, like a reckless man on the street, using force to release his anger.

If it wasn't for Jinxiu's return, Song Mengcong might not know how long he would be beaten.

"Miss! Miss!"

Jin Xiuguang was in a hurry to let his young lady drink the medicine, but forgot that Song Mengcong was still there, took the spoon and hurried back, who would have thought that he would see such a scene, her young lady would not talk about beating people, she would just die Not a single ant ever passed.

"Splendid! Splendid!"

Xue Yinhan clings to Jinxiu's shoulders and bursts into tears.

It's miserable like——

Jinxiu's mind was struck by lightning——

Isn't my lady being bullied?

Otherwise, why would you hit someone for no reason?

Looking at the bloodstains on Song Mengcong's face and the scratches on his neck, a picture of an attempted seizure immediately played out in her mind. She trembled all over and gritted her teeth, as if she wanted to kill Song Mengcong.

"You bastard! I, Jinxiu, will fight with you!"

Before Song Mengcong understood what happened, she was hit on the head, and it was the white porcelain bowl containing the soup that hit her.

"what--"

"beautiful!"

Only then did Xue Yinhan come to his senses, and quickly pulled him back.

"Miss—" Jinxiu cried uncontrollably, "Jinxiu hurt you, you asked me to kill this beastly fellow!"

Song Mengcong was stunned, covering his forehead with one hand, and pointing at Jinxiu with the other——

"Don't you think I bullied your lady?"

"Is not it!"

Jinxiu's teeth are about to be crushed, she can't wait to tear apart this person's bones and peel off this person's skin!If it weren't for the fact that this matter was related to the reputation of her daughter's family, she would have asked her servants to come in to get someone!

"Jinxiu, you misunderstood." Xue Yinhan tugged at the hem of Jinxiu's clothes, as if the well-educated boudoir lady had returned.

"Misunderstanding?" Jin Xiu was taken aback, "But just now I clearly saw—"

"What did you see?!" Song Mengcong said angrily: "I ask for money for seeing a doctor, but for your lady, it's terrible! I, I am really unlucky in eight lifetimes! It's none of my business if you vomit blood! You love to drink Do not drink medicine! I, I don't care about you!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out angrily, but turned around halfway, and said in a vicious voice: "The medicine is taken three times a day, after meals!"

Jinxiu felt that she couldn't even move her hands and feet, so she turned her head after a while——

"Miss, did he really not bully you?"

"No."

Xue Yinhan can't lie. Although there are still tears on her face, it's obvious that she is not being bullied.

Calm down and think about the previous scene again, it is Song Mengcong who is bullying others, it is clearly his own lady who is pulling others to beat him.

Jinxiu's heart was half cold——

"Too bad, I broke his head off."

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and shook his head——

"Miss, since he didn't bully you, why did you beat him?"

Xue Yinhan clasped her fingers and frowned——

"He forced me to drink medicine."

"what?!"

Song Mengcong's original intention was to let her vent, but it was all right now, he put himself in, looked at the already warm bath water, and looked at the injury on his face——

Sure enough, good people can't do it.

After taking some medicine, he closed his clothes and fell asleep.

That compartment, inside the house.

Jiang Youqing took off her jewellery, loosened her long hair, leaned against Xue Yanrong's arms, and glanced at the miscellaneous notes in her hand from time to time.

"Today when I came back from the east courtyard, I passed the high wall and heard Yuexia crying. She cried terribly. I also heard the slapping of people. I could hear it across such a wall. It must be How much effort did you use? Just thinking about it made me panic, and I kept yelling that I didn't have Young Mistress, probably that Qi Ruolan is looking for trouble again."

"Qi Ruolan's mother has a good family background, so the Qi family can't tolerate her aunt. Qi Ruolan naturally inherited her mother's style. Of course, Yuexia can't be safe. A slap is probably just a trivial matter."

"Is this a trivial matter? She's only married on the first day."

"So, it's even more important to show off your power. You haven't heard of three fires for a new official to take office, let alone a new daughter-in-law."

"Then Brother Chao doesn't care about her like this? Yuexia is his concubine."

Xue Yanrong sneered, "Second Aunt's stare made Yan Chao tremble. He didn't even have time to clean himself up, so he wouldn't care about Yuexia."

Jiang Youqing frowned, thinking silently.

After a while, suddenly said——

"Tell me, would it be okay if Yinhan was brought here as well?"

Xue Yanrong snapped her fingers, and said that she was obedient and well-behaved around her all night, and she didn't even bother reading. If it were normal, she would have thrown the book in her hand aside, so she wanted to say this.

"Is it okay?"

Xue Yanrong closed the chat in his hand——

"Although Yinhan is my younger sister, she was raised by Aunt Hu's side since she was a child. It doesn't matter if you take her here to play for a few days, but if you let her live here often, I'm afraid that Aunt Hu will be unhappy and have another baby." It's not good for Yinhan if there is some suspicion."

Jiang Youqing took a deep breath, and said softly, "There are so many rules."

Hearing the little girl's dissatisfaction, Xue Yanrong had no choice but to wrap her in her arms, "Yuexia is Yan Chao's concubine, that's why Qi Ruolan will target her, and Yinhan is my elder sister's sister, and now we have separated, eight Why are you so worried that the pole won’t hit?”

"I don't know." Jiang Youqing stood up and looked at Xue Yanrong fixedly, "Intuition, my intuition is very bad. Although Qi Ruolan is smiling, it always gives me a dark feeling, as if at any time To stab someone in the back."

"You, what you said is too evil, right?" Xue Yanrong raised her brows with an expression of disbelief, "She is a daughter-in-law of the second room, no matter how long she stretches her hand, she can't reach into the main room, not to mention Aunt Hu, Yinhan has my elder brother, your sister-in-law, and mother, no matter how noisy Qi Ruolan can be, she must not forget this order."

Jiang Youqing lowered her eyes, "Maybe I'm thinking too much."

Seeing her worry so much, Xue Yanrong couldn't help but feel pain in his heart. Too many things must have happened to make her like this. When he married her, he said that he wanted her to be a carefree young mistress , and now it is still broken.

"Don't think so much, I'm here."

"Ah."

Hu Tong didn't close his eyes all night, and his mind was full of Xue Yinhan's words—"I hope my aunt can protect herself, and don't implicate me!" '

Hu Tong thought carefully about Xue Yinhan's actions, and suddenly realized, no wonder she resisted the Celestial Master's approach so much, and minded her passing so much.

But how would she know?

What I have done all these years has been so concealed, and she can still find out the clues.

This kid kept silent, but kept such a big thing in his heart for so long?

No wonder she has been restless at night, Hu Tong has long wondered how much a little girl can have on her mind, nothing more than a young girl Huaichun, longing for someone, ashamed to say it, why did she suffer from insomnia, It turned out to be like this.

If it was calculated in this way, wouldn't she have known it a long time ago.

Xue Yinhan has suffered from insomnia for five years.

Hu Tong took a breath, but at the same time he was relieved——

I haven't said anything for five years, I would rather keep it in my heart and make myself sick, even if I don't reveal a word to my own mother, I think she intends to bring this secret into the coffin.

That being the case, what is there to be afraid of?

Or Ah Yan is right, I am her mother, can she still report on herself?

Besides, if she reported on herself, then she, the third young lady, might not be able to do it, and this stain would stay with her for the rest of her life.

After thinking through these, Hu Tong's heart was finally relieved. After staying up all night, he finally felt sleepy, so he fell asleep.

----

Song Mengcong's face was covered with wounds, and his head was wrapped in fine cloth.

If it's black eyes, it's fine, but it's all blood marks from fingernail scratches. The wound is not big, but it won't go away for a while.

This distressed Qiu Cui, ever since Song Mengcong cured the pimples on her face last time, she secretly promised that she could always drop by here on weekdays, either to deliver food or drinks Yes, the most important thing is to find out if he has a wife at home.

Song Mengcong got dizzy when he saw her.

"Mr. Song! What's wrong with your face?" Qiu Cui's eyes were watery, it seemed that it was not Song Mengcong who was hurt but her, looking like she was about to cry.

"Hey hey——" Song Mengcong was terrified and hid back.

It happened that Chang Wang saw this scene. He had grown stronger and stronger in the past two years. Although he was not ugly, he looked clumsy when he was with Song Mengcong.

He snorted, "What else can I do? It must have been scratched by some lady."

"Chang Wang, don't talk nonsense! Doctor Song is not that kind of person." When Qiu Cui said this, her eyes were full of glances, like water but still soft.

However, Song Mengcong remained silent for the first time. He is not good at lying, so it is better to ask Chang Wang to help.

Sure enough, as soon as he was silent, Chang Wang said, "You see, he has acquiesced. He must have offended some pretty lady. I'm afraid it would be easy to scratch like this!"

Qiu Cui bit the corner of her mouth and pulled the handkerchief in her hand, as if hoping that Song Mengcong could refute, even if it was just shaking her head.

But he just didn't do anything, and even lowered his head. Such behavior was tantamount to admitting that Qiu Cui's heart was broken in two on the spot.

Suddenly sad to leave.

Chang Wang, on the other hand, didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and finally let this kid suffer, and left with his hands gloating at his misfortune.

But they didn't know that as soon as they left, Song Mengcong let out a long breath, like sending off the plague god.

Kan turned around--

"Mr. Song."

Song Mengcong was startled, it was her.

"The house is messy. I haven't cleaned it up yet. There's no tea or tea. I usually drink it directly from the jar."

Xue Yinhan looked at the unkempt room, and it was hard to get in touch with him. Are all unmarried men like this?

"What's the matter?" Song Mengcong's tone was blunt, as if he was very difficult to speak.

Xue Yinhan looked at the injuries on his cheek and forehead, knowing that he was wrong, and thinking about being misunderstood just now, he also kept silent, didn't even give an explanation, and felt even more guilty.

"I'm here to apologize to you, yesterday—yesterday you shouldn't have forced me to drink medicine like that, although I know you want me to express my anger, but that's not right, we, we're even. "

Is this an apology?Song Mengcong looked at her in surprise, this is to pick himself up clean, okay?

When Xue Yinhan said this, it was important that she felt guilty, otherwise she would not have said the last sentence, and would have lost her voice.

After a while—

She took out the silver and put it on the table, intending to make some compensation, but it annoyed Song Mengcong.

"What do you mean?"

"I--"

"I sent you this little money?!"

"I'm not, I sincerely apologize to you."

"Take back the silver!" Song Mengcong frowned, stood on the spot with his hands behind his back, his fists clenched and loosened, and after a while he threw out a sentence, "If you sincerely apologize to me, go back and drink your medicine, it's not in vain for me suffer from these flesh and blood."

The author says:

I got angry, I got a big pimple, I couldn’t even touch it, it hurts to death (oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

感谢在2022-04-1021:30:43~2022-04-1121:34:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Shiro and Lao Hei 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Luo Luo; 10 bottles of Bao Daren and Shuangmu; 2 bottles of rot; 1 bottle of Nandeyijian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!