The pottery looked at the furious Song Yichun, feeling a little incredible. She felt that if this continued, Song Yichun might make some jokes.

Good medicine is bitter.

He didn't care much and whispered: "Mr. Prince, please calm down! Even if the prince has any unfilial thoughts, it is impossible for him to treat you in this way at this time. However, the imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital and your medicine were also arrested from the Imperial Hospital. Anything happened can be found. The prince is not a seven or eight-year-old child, and has been a tycoon in front of the emperor for several years. He must know the rules of the Imperial Hospital for medication and will never do the work of digging his own grave. Don't worry!"

There is something he didn't say, because he was afraid that Song Yichun's condition would worsen.

With the original nature of the prince, he could have angered the prince to death. Why should he take such a big risk and use such a skillless means to poison it?

The heavy pottery made Song Yichun's mood gradually calm down, but he was still a little worried and ordered the heavy pottery: "You should send a reliable person to boil my medicine!"

It’s three feet cold, not a day’s cold.

The pottery was heavy and no longer expected Song Yichun to reconcile with Song Mo. Seeing that Song Yichun no longer bites people like crazy, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'd better decoct the medicine myself, I don't have much to do." As a result, I wouldn't follow Song Mo all day long, so as not to see those who come to visit him always regard him as the manager who sent Song Yichun to Song Mo to accuse Song Mo's affairs, and from time to time he treats him as a servant.

Song Yichun felt uncomfortable when he heard this.

Failed to make things difficult for Cheng Song Mo, he made his own people feel embarrassed.

He nodded silently and went to bed to rest awkwardly.

With pottery, Dou Zhao was happy to be free when he was decocted.

He erected four screens in the tea room and took needles and threads to make them every day. Unknowingly, he thought Dou Zhao was continuing to decoct medicine for Song Mo, and the pottery was heavy. He did not say that one was doing needles and threads and the other was decocting medicine, and they were all in peace.

After a few days, Song Yichun was gradually breathing. He asked the pottery: "Can the accounts in Yizhitang be settled?"

"Tomorrow is just finished." Tao Qiong hesitated for a moment, and said, "I heard that the lady brought over twenty-hundreds of thousands of taels of silver..."

Song Yichun was shocked and said, "Why does the Dou family have so much money?"

Tao Qi shook his head heavily: "Even if the seventh master of the Dou family has no son, the eldest master of the Dou family and the second master have more sons, so he just adopts a son. How could the Dou family let his wife bring so many industries..."

When Song Yichun heard this, he felt a faint pain again. He couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "You have to find out Chen Bo's details as soon as possible. I don't believe that the Dou family would add so much money to Dou for no reason! Go and call the Lu Zheng family in, and I gave her five hundred taels of silver and asked her to buy the people around Dou."

Five hundred taels!

The pottery Chong was a little surprised.

Even when I retire and return to my hometown, I may not be able to get 500 taels of silver.

The pottery was mixed with five flavors and asked someone to call Lu Zheng's family in.

Lu Zheng's face turned red: "The maids, wives, and mother-in-laws around the wife came from Zhen Ding. They hugged each other and did not interact with the people in our house. Occasionally, there were a few servants who were also the ones who were attracted by the prince. She dared not say that those people were loyal to Song Mo, but said, "Those people are even more stubborn. I have been dealing with the people of Yizhitang for these days, but I have never been able to speak with the wife who is close to her." She said, while taking out the stack of silver notes that Song Yichun had originally praised her and put them on the small steak next to her. "I went in and out of the hanging flower gate of Yizhitang, and rewarded the mother-in-law who guarded the gate for a total of twenty taels of silver. I invited the mother-in-law who swept the yard to have wine. I spent twenty taels of silver, sold snacks for a few little maids, and spent five taels of silver..."

When Song Yichun heard that there was no progress in the Lu Zheng family, he was very impatient, but he did not lose his temper for the first time: "Okay, okay! You don't have to tell me this, you hand over the account to Zeng Wu, you can leave."

The Lu Zheng family's busy bow and bowed down.

Song Yichun looked at the pottery and said again: "It seems that I have to trouble you sir!"

The pottery's reconciliation sound was "yes", and my mind quickly started to spin.

But Dou Zhao ordered Song Mo: "Release your foot, I'll try to see if these socks fit your feet."

Song Mo, who was tilted on the kang to read a book, hurriedly stretched his foot to Dou Zhao.

Dou Zhao sat on the brocade beside the kang and took out the socks he made in the tea room these days for Song Mo to try on.

The right size.

I haven't done needlework for a long time, and I didn't expect that the craftsmanship has not yet been laid.

Dou Zhao nodded with satisfaction and decided to make some pairs of spring shoes for Song Mo tomorrow, and then start making spring clothes for Song Mo.

She asked Su Xin to take over the nail-cut scissors and angrily said to Song Mo: "As such a big man, there are a lot of servants and maids around her, and she doesn't cut her toes."

well enough?

Song Mo looked at his toenails.

Dou Zhao had already grasped his and began to cut his nails.

Song Mo felt that there seemed to be a corner of his heart that suddenly softened, as if spring water was overwhelming, rippling inexplicably in his heart, making him throbbing.

He elbowed and stared at Dou Zhao.

Under the light, Dou Zhao's long eyelashes were like small fans, flashing and leaving a shadow on his eyelids, making her skin look as white as snow and her lips look like red.

He knew that his Shou Gu was very beautiful, but he didn't expect that he was so beautiful, as beautiful as the moonlight in the sky, gentle and bright, so that he would not move away from the eyes that fell on her face.

Dou Zhao smiled and hit Song Mo's foot, and said with a curved corner of his mouth: "Okay, the other foot."

Song Mo came to his senses, quickly took off his socks, and stretched his other foot over.

Dou Zhao carefully cut Song Mo's toenails, then looked at him with satisfaction, and said to him: "Put it out and I'll take a look."

Song Mo obediently reached out his hand.

His hands were white, delicate, slender, with clear joints, and jade-like nails. His nails were round and neat, delicate and beautiful, without any flaws.

Dou Zhao couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, and hit his hand: "A guy with different expressions!"

No matter how you care about the toenails, your fingernails are trimmed so neatly.

Song Mo suddenly reached out and carried Dou Zhao onto the kang.

Dou Zhao was caught off guard and exclaimed that he fell into Song Mo's arms.

"It's so scary." Dou Zhao looked at his palm against Song Mo's chest, and there was a small scissor on his thumb. "What if this hurts you, what should I do? Don't be like this in the future."

Song Mo's eyes were shiny: "I know you won't hurt me." He said, lowering his head to kiss her lips.

Dou Zhao followed his wishes and was entangled with him.

Song Mo's breath became more and more unstable, and his hand reached into her clothes.

Dou Zhao took advantage of the breathing time to remind him: "You promised me that you will never do anything else outside the inner room again."

They spent the night in the study that day, with clothes, calligraphy, paintings, and pens and inkstones scattered all over the floor. The maids didn't dare to look up when they came to pack up their things.

Song Mo bit her ear: "I promised you that you will never do anything else outside the inner room again, but if you do anything to me, it wouldn't be considered as breaking your promise?"

"What?" Dou Zhao didn't understand for a moment.

Song Mo had already smiled and held her ears in his mouth, biting them lightly and slowly chewing them.

Dou Zhao's brain buzzed and his body softened like water.

"Song Yantang, you, you..." Can you say he is despicable? This accusation is too unsightly. Can you say he is cunning? But if you hate him, you may not be able to push him away.

It seemed as if a heat flowed out of his body. Dou Zhao couldn't help but moan and hugged Song Mo tightly.

The light of the room made Su Xin and others blush and leave the hall.

The cold wind whistled outside, and it was so cold.

Su Lan closed her sleeves and whispered heartlessly to her sister: "It will take a long time for the prince to calm down. We might as well go back to the room and have a sleep first, leave someone here to guard it, and come over when it is almost dawn."

Su Xin was so embarrassed that she twisted her sister's cheek: "If you say this shameless thing, you can go back to me."

Su Lan touched her face and whispered in discontent: "I didn't say anything..."

Su Xin was busy with Su Lan's mouth and couldn't help but look around. Seeing that several maids were shyly lowering their heads, she was very angry in her heart and said to the maids with a cold face: "You all go back and rest, just have Su Lan and me here."

Several maids ran away as if they were afraid that Su Xin would change their minds.

Su Xin then whispered Su Lan: "We are almost at the age of leaving the mansion. The lady will pick a few of the maids from the current maids and serve them close to each other. You are talking nonsense, and the lady spoils you and never punishes you. Those maids see it. Wouldn't they follow the same thing and break the rules in the house?" He said, "You are not young anymore. Can the maids protect you for a while and protect you for a lifetime? If you marry someone in the future and cause trouble, others will not say that you have no brains. You will only say that the maids educated by the lady are not virtuous and will only ruin the maid's reputation. You must remember that you will act in the future and bear the maid's reputation behind your wife's reputation!"

Su Lan was so anxious that she almost burst into tears when she heard this: "I, I will never say such things again."

But I still don't know what was wrong.

Su was in a headache. She knew that no matter how much she said, her sister might not understand. She couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

I just hope that Su Xin can marry a good family and tolerate her unreasonable temperament.

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In the blink of an eye, it was mid-October. The Dou family finally handed over the property under Dou Zhao's name to Dou Zhao, and Dou Shiheng and Dou Xiuchang would also rush back to Zhending.

On the day they left, Song Mo personally sent them outside Chaoyang Gate.

When he came back, he met Chen Jia.

"Criminal Master!" Chen Jia hurriedly jumped off his horse and saluted Song Mo.

Song Mo nodded and passed by Chen Jia.

Chen Jia asked one of Song Mo's entourages with a salivating face: "Where has the prince been going?"

There are many people in Kyoto who want to curry favor with the prince.

The follower said a little arrogant but distractedly: "Mrs. Uncle and cousin return to Zhending, and the prince rushed to see off the two masters."

Chen Jia said "Oh" and turned around and discussed with one of his brothers: "I think it's better to add someone in my house as soon as possible. I don't pick on anything else. I must be smart and able to walk around in a wealthy family."

"It's hard to find such a woman!" His brother touched his head and said, "Miss, do you want the maid who is close to you?"

"Yes." Chen Jia said without hesitation, "If it were the close maid who came out next to Mrs. No. 3, that would be even better."

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Sisters and brothers, sorry, I’m just posting now.

I finished writing in the middle of the night yesterday, but there was a problem with the computer. I didn’t read the USB flash drive, nor could I access the Internet. I went to the Internet cafe for a long time and found no problem. I had to come back, borrowed my neighbor’s notebook and re-printed the text on my neighbor’s notebook, and then used the USB flash drive to get it. As a result, the Internet cafes were closed and I had to wait for dawn to post the article.

Today I have to repair the computer, and I also have to ask the telecom master to come over to see if the network is normal. There is no way to determine the update time. Please forgive me. I will sort out these trivial matters as soon as possible. Please also tell each other about the sisters and brothers who saw the message.

Thank you everyone!

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Chapter completed!