Song Beiyun

After finishing speaking, she sat back in her seat, took off her shoes and stuffed her white onion-like feet into Song Beiyun's arms: "Your reward."

Song Beiyun frowned, "I put this idea on hold for now, but you have to promise me that if there comes a day when you have to, you can't hide."

"Then good brother, can I open the harem?"

Song Beiyun nodded: "You can try it."

"Then what's the point of being an emperor! Don't do it, don't do it." Jin Ling'er wrinkled her nose and shook her hands: "If you can't do what you can't do when you are a princess, if you can't do it when you become an empress, then why should I?"

"Want to watch your father die in battle?" Song Beiyun sat aside and took a sip from his teacup, "Want to see Da Song being driven to the seaside, beaten to death, and finally [-] soldiers and civilians jumping into the sea to die? Want to see it?" Do you want to see the Han people being ravaged by foreigners for hundreds of years? In fact, I don’t care, for me, the foreigners you mentioned are all my own people, and I can live a good life wherever I am.”

His series of questions made Jin Ling'er frown, she pulled out her feet from his arms, put on her shoes and stood up, "Don't force me, please... good brother."

"I didn't force you, I just asked you to think about it. I might not be able to do it alone, but if I add the chicken king, I might not be able to lift it up for you." Song Beiyun put his hands on his hips: "Anyway, we are still young. Song won't die so quickly, you still have a lot of time, go back and think about it."

"Hmm..." Jin Ling'er took a deep breath, "My good brother gave my sister a big surprise today."

"It's getting late, let's go back first." Song Beiyun pinched her chin: "It's time to find your father later."

"En." Jin Ling'er stood up, "Then I'll leave today."

Song Beiyun nodded, and personally escorted her to the door, and got into the sedan chair that had been waiting outside all day. After watching her stealthily lift the curtain and waved, Song Beiyun turned and returned to the house.

After leaving Song Beiyun, Jin Ling'er's heart was pounding. She did not deny that the dead guy's proposal was attractive. She really liked to admire the former court Wu Zetian, but she was as smart as she knew that once she set foot on this The only way is to escape from death.

But this narrow escape is the most exciting thing. Jin Ling'er, who has always been restless and calm, is now extremely conflicted in her heart. She sometimes sees herself sitting on the golden throne hall, and sometimes she sees herself being tied up and pressed on the execution ground.

The nervousness made her sweat from nervousness, but there was no doubt...Song Beiyun's sudden words were truly engraved in her heart.

It even made her a little out of her wits.

"My daughter pays respects to her father."

Back at the palace, Jin Ling'er first went to see Fu Wang who was practicing calligraphy, and Fu Wang raised his eyelids to look at her, and chuckled lightly: "I've been hanging out with that kid for a whole day, you, you, you are a big boy now!" , want some fame."

"Father..." Jin Ling'er pouted, "My daughter is not that kind of person."

"Oh." Fu Wang glanced at her: "Look at the red mark on your neck, if your mother sees it, she must scold you."

Jin Ling'er hurriedly walked to a bronze mirror, and found that that dead guy had really sucked a mark on her neck, and she stomped her feet in anger.

"Okay, okay, father is also young." King Fu said expressionlessly: "You can weigh the weight by yourself, don't say that father doesn't protect you. Also, if you really like each other, it's okay, but you You are a member of the royal family, if you are really treated as a child, then Zongzheng Temple will be the one who will discipline you."

Jin Ling'er lowered her head and twisted her hands together without pressing: "My daughter knows."

"Okay, go see your mother, she asked you just now."

"Daughter knows..."

Walking into the backyard, Jin Ling'er went straight to her mother's room, and when she saw the princess, she immediately pulled her back, and asked with burning eyes: "How is it?"

Jin Ling'er looked outside vigilantly, then closed the door carefully, walked into the room excitedly, and said with a smile on her face, "That's it, is it possible for my daughter to go out?"

"But be careful, don't get pregnant."

"Oh... Mother, where are you thinking?" Jin Ling'er sat by the bed: "It's not that far yet."

The concubine paced back and forth in the room: "That's right, there is no need to worry about it. You first stabilize, and when you understand his temperament, it will be easy at that time. That's how I took down your father back then, but you There is also one thing to read, you can only be a regular wife, and your identity is here."

"That's natural." Jin Ling'er said proudly, "I'm really good at grabbing things."

"You...underestimate the enemy!" The concubine sighed, "I've seen that child before. He seems to be erratic but in fact he is sure. You are still young."

"Okay, okay, mother... let's not talk about this." She took out a pack of pills from the satchel that Aqiao made for her: "He asked me to give this to my mother. He said that if he had angina pectoris, he would take one in his mouth. No matter what, I'll make it through until he arrives."

"This child..." Wang Hao took the pills with a smile all over her face: "I knew he was a good boy the first time I saw him. Jin Ling'er must be caught carefully, and don't let anyone run away."

After talking for a while, the concubine suddenly patted her head: "Look at my memory, today I chatted with the aunt of the Bao family, she said that the child of the governor's family is very sick, and has not eaten or drank for two days. The doctor said that it might not last for three days."

"Then who..." Jin Ling'er scratched her head, "Oh... is he going to die?"

"Didn't you have a good relationship in the past? Why are you so indifferent." Wang Hao frowned and looked at Jin Ling'er: "This is not acceptable, one needs to be kind in life. This woman is most taboo to be unkind, you can't do this .”

"I know, mother..." Jin Ling'er pouted: "But he is going to die, what can I do?"

"Isn't your little genius doctor, let him go and have a look."

"Ah? For such a person, it's not worth it."

"You!" Wang Hao patted the back of Jin Ling'er's hand: "The child from the governor's family has always been very kind to you. This business is not righteous. If you talk like this again, don't blame me for telling your father. Your father always said that life is a big deal." Like the sky."

"Okay, okay...can I just talk about it?" Jin Ling'er stood up: "Really, you still use the father to scare your daughter..."

Chapter 92: On May 5, the rain was dying and sitting up in shock

"Why are you here again?"

Song Beiyun, who was cooking soup for himself and Brother Yusheng, tasted the saltiness, then took a piece of sea cucumber from the pot and put it into Jin Ling'er's mouth.

"Sea cucumber from the Liao Kingdom is a first-class product. It's not that princes and nobles can't eat it. I asked Xu's caravan to bring it from there. Your nose is like a dog. You come here just by smelling it." Song Beiyun Looking at Jin Ling'er who was chewing sea cucumbers: "Your father doesn't care about you? It's getting dark today."

"I came here by order." Jin Ling'er sat beside her: "Quickly, quickly, serve me a bowl."

"Is this the attitude of begging for help?" Song Beiyun chuckled, "Not for you!"

"This is the head office, huh..." Jin Ling'er pouted: "You just take advantage all day long, why don't you try to take advantage of my elder sister Rou?"

"Hey! That's not what you said. You can't say this between good brothers. It's disgusting." Song Beiyun put a bowl of homemade Buddha jumping over the wall in front of Jin Ling'er: "By the way, you said you came to me by order? What are you doing?"

Jin Ling'er took a sip of the soup, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Don't worry, this is delicious..."

"When you are in confinement, I will make it up for you every day."

At first, she didn't hear anything strange, and after a while she realized that Song Beiyun was taking advantage of her again, but this time she surprisingly didn't refute it, and just shook her head happily while drinking the soup.

The girl has a small appetite, a bowl of soup plus a few pieces of good bacon is enough for Jin Ling'er to sit there hiccupping.

"It's over, it's over, my belly is about to rise." She held her stomach and lamented, "I'm going to be mocked by Sister Rou again."

"Oh?" Song Beiyun, who had just brought Yusheng a meal, stepped forward with a smile: "I'll touch it."

Jin Ling'er didn't know what he meant, but she didn't care about this matter, she was not even shy, she just lifted up her clothes, revealing her round and delicate belly for Song Beiyun to put her hands on.

"You really are self-conscious, you don't look like a princess at all." Song Beiyun leaned down and kissed her belly button, then squatted in front of her and hugged her waist and said, "Quickly tell me what you are looking for me for."

Jin Ling'er twitched Song Beiyun's head lightly, curled her lips and said, "It's not that Beipo."

"Oh, big tengu. What's wrong?"

"My mother and concubine said that today they found out that he was suddenly ill. The doctor said that he would not survive for three days. Let me come to you, a little genius doctor. You also said that women should be kind and kind. It is really annoying."

Song Beiyun laughed, and kissed her pouty lips: "The princess is right, just wait for me, I'll go get the medicine box, and then you go with me."

"Huh? Why do I..."

"Don't talk nonsense, just go if you're told, you're really not kind enough." Song Beiyun knocked Jin Ling'er on the head: "At any rate, he's also your friend."

"I have no friends, it's just a dog."

"Okay, okay, it's a dog or a dog. When your dog is sick, you just stewed it?"

"Hahaha..." Jin Ling'er covered her mouth and laughed loudly, then straightened her clothes: "Okay, then let you go."

He said hello to Yusheng, took a casual bite of a steamed bun, carried the medicine box on his back, and followed the princess' sedan chair to the Governor's Mansion.

Of course Song Beiyun walked, he was not qualified to sit in a sedan chair, even if Jin Ling'er asked him to sit in it, he would not agree, after all, there are some things that need to be more or less careful.

"Then what are you looking at me for?"

Looking back, I saw Jin Ling'er lying on the window of the sedan chair, looking at Song Beiyun with a smile all over her face, her eyes were bent into crescent moons, sweet and beautiful.

"I am looking at my good brother. I wish I could look at him like this for the rest of my life. No, I will look at him like this in my next life." Jin Ling'er said in a low voice, "My good brother is so pretty."

Song Beiyun adjusted the bamboo hat and sneered, this girl is like this, strictly speaking, girls who are in love are like this, even a smart Jin Ling'er would say such stupid things.

When Jin Ling'er got out of the sedan chair outside the Governor's Mansion, Song Beiyun immediately stepped forward to hold an umbrella for her, standing three feet behind her like a dedicated subordinate.

"Welcome to the princess."

The guards at the gate knelt down on one knee, and the governor who received the notification hurried out, bowing his head.

"I didn't know the princess was here... It's just that today's dog..."

"I already know." When Jin Ling'er spoke, her voice became different. It was not the soft and soft voice when she was alone with Song Beiyun, but a cold and arrogant tone: "I brought you today." A little genius doctor came to treat Beipo."

"Little genius doctor..." The governor looked up at Song Beiyun, and immediately muttered, "So young..."

"What? He can diagnose my mother and concubine's disease, but not your son's disease? You mean your son can be more expensive than my mother and concubine?"

"Don't dare!!"

The governor knelt down immediately, although the Song Dynasty was not happy to kneel and worship, but this kind of natural class suppression was there, and he himself was the governor of Wupin Prefecture, which was really not enough in front of the chief princess of the Song Dynasty.

"Okay, go ahead, I'll go by myself."

"Then trouble the princess..."

Seeing the princess's back, the governor heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to follow. Jin Ling'er even refused to order the maidservant to serve her. In short, he just didn't want others to disturb her.

"You are so fierce." On the way to the backyard, Song Beiyun said with a smile, "This majesty is fine."

"Oh...that's all just pretending, good brother, are you afraid?" Jin Ling'er said with a coquettish smile, "Is my little dog just wagging its tail in front of my good brother?"

"Don't make trouble, good brother... It's terrible to be seen, can you wait until you go back?" Jin Ling'er begged in a low voice: "Sister Rou and the others won't come back tomorrow anyway."

"It's not good." Song Beiyun let go of her hand and straightened her hair: "Tomorrow may not be interesting."

"Oh! Good brother..."

"All right, all right, don't bother." Song Beiyun sighed: "By the way, after we go in, say a few words of encouragement, don't be too cold."

"how?"

"You do it, and I will tell you tomorrow."

The two quickly came to the door of Beipo, and the maid quickly opened the door. As soon as they entered the room, they smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine. After walking a few steps, they saw Beipo lying there with a sallow face. He looked like he was about to die, and beside him sat a middle-aged woman, she wanted to salute when she saw the princess, but was stopped by Jin Ling'er.

"Son, open your eyes and see who is coming..."

Beipo moved slightly, raised his eyelids slightly, and saw Jin Ling'er standing not far away in a daze, his eyes widened in an instant, and his eyes were full of spirits, like... .

"Today I brought a little genius doctor to treat Beipo."

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness." The woman cried, wiping her tears, "He was caught in the rain the day before yesterday, and he came back like this."

"Song Beiyun." Jin Ling'er called out in a cold voice: "Go and have a look, if you can't understand his illness, I only ask you!"

Song Beiyun nodded and bowed with the medicine box on his back: "That is, that is, Caomin will do his best."

As he spoke, he walked forward, pulled down the curtain, and separated the inside from the outside, then sat on the bed and put the medicine box under his feet.

"Brother Beipo, I'm here to treat you." He called out in a low voice, "Don't move, I'll take your temperature."

And Beipo looked at Song Beiyun in a daze, as if he wanted to say something, but he seemed to have no strength, so he could only let Song Beiyun torment himself.

"Yo... more than 39 degrees."

Because there is no thermometer, the only way to judge the body temperature is through some references and comparisons. However, Beipo is really suffering from a high fever. Thanks to young people with weaker foundations, if they go on like this, they will probably become cold.

"What a crime." Song Beiyun untied all Beipo's clothes, first wiped his chest, palms, feet and forehead with alcohol, and then used acupuncture to make him feel severe pain to stimulate the body's stress response.

"Brother Beipo, bear with it." Song Beiyun took out some of his spicy extract, dipped a wooden stick into Beipo's mouth.

Sure enough, this kind of person who has never eaten spicy food, under the stimulation of this kind of devil pepper, immediately turned red and sweated profusely.

After sweating, the body temperature immediately dropped, and then Song Beiyun judged through traditional observation and observation that it was the persistent fever caused by typhoid fever, and he took out the penicillin and began to do a skin test on Beipo.

While waiting for the skin test, Beipo's mental state obviously improved. He turned his head to look at Song Beiyun, groped beside him for a while, his eyes were full of guilt, and put the blurred Romance of the Three Kingdoms on Song Beiyun. He tried his best to stand up and apologize to Song Beiyun, but Song Beiyun pushed him down.

"Brother Beipo, you and I, this thing is not worth taking. It's just a book for practicing calligraphy. You should just lie down. If there is no accident, you will be almost fine tonight."

Hearing this, Beipo burst into tears. He is a scholar, how can he not know how much painstaking effort and inspiration it takes to make a book, and what Song Beiyun said now is obviously to comfort him.

He reached out to hold Song Beiyun's hand, tears streaming down the corners of his eyes, looking just like Lin Daiyu when she was dying.

"When Brother Beipo recovers, you and I will finish this book together, and it will be Brother Beipo's apology."

Beipo nodded heavily, then let out a long sigh.

"Why is it taking so long?" Jin Ling'er yelled outside according to Song Beiyun's order: "Song Beiyun, don't delay!"

Hearing this voice, Beipo was about to sit up anxiously, but was held down by Song Beiyun, and he replied: "Princess Hui Qiansui, this is typhoid fever with qi and blood stasis, if you don't treat it carefully, you may die risk."

"How long will it take?"

"At most three or four hours, at least one hour."