Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 261
He still remembered that when the second sister came down that day, she looked at him faintly and said she wanted to treat him.

Can he agree?
That must not be possible!

He was wounded in the battle at Pingshan Pass, and after that he did not hesitate to seek medical treatment. He was really fed up with being tortured by the doctor. Looking at the needle that was shining coldly in the second sister's hand, he felt inexplicably trembling in his liver.

"Guess." Qingyun replied casually, his hands kept moving, injecting a little spiritual power into each silver needle.

Just now, the silver needles were used to seal Song Yuan's qi, and the doctor Wang spent a long time in the house, which would damage this cheap father's body to some extent. Now she sends a certain amount of spiritual power on the needles, which can repair the damage. So that his body can recover quickly.

The silver needle was instilled with spiritual power, and the tail of the needle swayed slightly, as if it was alive. Song Xiang swallowed his saliva with a gurgling sound.

Weakly said: "Do I also need to have an injection? Can I just take medicine?"

After hearing this, Qingyun subconsciously raised his head and looked at Song Xiang. Apparently he didn't expect that such a man who fought bravely on the battlefield would be afraid of needles?

This contrast is a bit big.

Seeing the second sister staring at him, Song Xiang coughed again and again, took a step back, and asked in a low voice, "Can't you? Well, let's forget it..."

"Yes, but I need to take your pulse first to see how your physical condition is." Qingyun replied.

Song Xiang's face immediately showed joy, and he hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out his hand: "Second sister, please help me take a look."

It may be that he spoke too hastily, which suddenly caused a severe cough.

"Wait a minute, I'll help dad get the needle done first, you go back to the courtyard and stay there, the smell of medicine is too strong in the room, it's easy to irritate your body." Qingyun shook his head.

Song Xiang nodded, thinking that what the second sister said was reasonable, as long as he entered his father's yard, he coughed worse than usual, but recently he had been thinking too much, and he had suffered a lot in prison, so his body was much weaker than before. I just didn't care.

Hearing what Second Sister said now, he immediately understood and left obediently.

After Song Xiang left, Qing Yun restrained her expression, recalling what she said from Doctor Wang before.

Doctor Wang said that a few days ago, Emperor Chang Le suddenly became nice to Shen Qing, not only did not imprison him, but also wanted to give him a mansion.

But because of his identity, the matter was left alone.

Qing Yun felt that Emperor Chang Le might be trying to curry favor with Shen Qing. Recently, there was news from the border that Wu Guo invaded Liangzhou and was defeated by Chen Guo's defender Shen Yueshan. On the same day, Wu Guo was severely intimidated.

And this Shen Yueshan seems to be Shen Qing's uncle.

Emperor Chang Le was probably afraid that Shen Yueshan would know Shen Qing's situation and lead troops to attack Jiang country, so he was in a hurry to please Shen Qing.

Suppress generals at home, but please captives abroad.

This kind of thing is afraid that only a fool like Emperor Chang Le can do it, if he wears it out, he might make Chen Guo and Wu Guo laugh out loud.

No wonder Jiang State, despite being garrisoned by strong generals like the Song family, is constantly invaded by foreign invaders, because the person sitting in the high hall is just a useless soft-footed shrimp.

Qingyun hates this kind of people with defective brains the most, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, unable to resist foreign enemies, but he is first-rate in deceiving ministers who are capable.

……

Feng Qingwen returned to the courtyard with a gloomy face, and saw Shen Qing wearing a black long gown, holding a branch, practicing sword in the courtyard.

He has a vigorous figure, but he is only a broken branch, but he is full of power when he dances, his moves are fierce and full of aggression.

Feng Qingqing has gotten used to seeing Shen Qing's appearance in the past few days, and she has long since lost the amazement she had when she first saw her.

Looking at Shen Qing's handsome figure, Feng pursed her lips slightly. Thinking of the sarcasm the palace maid had given her today, she felt a sense of resentment in her heart.

She wanted to enjoy the glory and wealth with Shen Qing, but what kind of life is she living now?
She was brought into the palace to help him.

And this man doesn't care about everything, just stay in the courtyard and practice martial arts all day long?
There is a fart in practicing martial arts!If you have the ability to take her out of Jiang Country, go back to Chen Country!

Feng glanced at Shen Qing lightly and indifferently, instead of standing aside and watching him practice martial arts with admiration as before, he went directly into the room.

Lift the teapot, but not a drop of tea can be poured out.

It was cold in the room.

Feng Qingqing regretted that she couldn't figure it out, and escaped marriage behind her family's back.

Although Yaowang Village is small, she is treated like a princess in Yaowang Village.

Moreover, although the husband her father found for her was a businessman, the young man was actually quite good-looking, gentle and fair.

It's just that the merchant's status is low, she doesn't want to be looked down upon by others, besides, Shen Qing is a general, as long as she marries him, she will be the general's wife, how can she still look up to the son of a mere merchant?

But now, she and Shen Qing were imprisoned in the palace. Because of Shen Qing's identity, everyone in the palace looked down upon them. Shen Qing was a man, and the palace people wanted to avoid suspicion, so they tormented her and ridiculed her every time they served food. , the food delivered was even more perfunctory, either cold or almost rancid.

In just a few days, she lost weight.

Feng touched his face lightly, feeling that the skin was much rougher.

In the past few days when Shen Qing and Feng Qingqing got along, his affection for her doubled, especially every time he practiced martial arts, seeing Feng Qingqing's adoration, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Today, I suddenly saw that Feng Qingwei was not standing aside watching him practice martial arts like a few days ago, I just thought that the temperature outside was too low, and I didn't notice her dissatisfaction.

……

"Why hasn't your elder brother come home for so long?" Song Yuan asked, leaning on the bed.

"He won't come back for the time being." Qingyun answered while helping him feel his pulse.

Song Yuan looked at his daughter, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Qingyun was startled, looked up at Song Yuan, met his clear eyes, and after a moment of silence, replied: "Yes."

Song Yuan let out a long sigh, and said in a deep voice: "It's good to think about it. Dad is getting old. Sooner or later, the Song family will be handed over to you young people. As long as you think it over carefully, it's fine, but..."

Speaking of this, Song Yuan paused for a moment, then continued to speak: "I hope you will be considerate in everything you do, and don't be careless."

"Dad?" Qingyun thought that since Song Yuan saw her plan, he would definitely ask her in detail, but he didn't expect that the other party only said a few words lightly.

It feels like educating children normally.

It's just that this is about wealth and life!

Qingyun suddenly felt that Song Yuan was a very different father, completely different from the upright and stubborn father described by others.

He has extraordinary wisdom and wisdom, and he has enough trust in his children.

No wonder the original owner, as a woman, can go into battle and kill the enemy regardless of the world's vision, and almost all the children of the Song family are excellent.

Qingyun was silent for a while, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "Father, don't worry."

Song Yuan looked at his daughter, couldn't help smiling, raised his hand to caress Qingyun's head, and said, "Go get a pair of scissors."

(End of this chapter)