Song Tangning showed an anxious look between his eyebrows. When he came over, he was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable. Princess Cheng was helpless.
"You come and ask me every morning and evening. How can I have any bad things? I'm just chatting with Mrs. Fu."
Seeing that Song Tangning seemed to be getting hot, her face was red and her breathing was a little rapid, she hurriedly poured some sour plum drinks from the teapot beside her and handed them to Song Tangning.
"What are you doing when you are so anxious? You are not afraid of being hot. Hurry up and take a sip of water and take a break."
Seeing that Princess Cheng was fine, Song Tangning relaxed and sat aside with a small white porcelain bowl and drank the sour soup.
After a cup of wine, the vague heat was suppressed, and the sour smell in her mouth hit her head, making her tremble for a moment, and she instantly became refreshed.
Song Tangning put down the bowl in his hand and said, "It's still the sour plums that Madam Jiang cooked are so strong."
Madam Jiang smiled and said, "If the girl likes it, she will take two pots away later."
"Just listen to her nonsense."
Princess Cheng patted Tang Ning's shoulder with some anger, and did not notice her sudden tightening of her chin. She just smiled and looked at Madam Jiang: "She has been a child but doesn't like to eat sour things. She occasionally takes a sip of this sour thing. You can still feel fresh. If you really boil two pots for her, you may not be able to get into someone's stomach when you go back."
Song Tangning shrank his shoulders and muttered in a low voice: "Where do I have..."
Princess Cheng looked at her: "No? Who did you give me the sour bean soup that Madam Qin made for you that day?"
Song Tangning felt guilty in an instant.
"The flowers in your room are almost filled with medicine soup." Princess Cheng said, "That is, Madam Qin didn't see it, otherwise she would have to add more yellow lotus to the medicine soup and see it with her own eyes Let you drink it."
Song Tangning hurriedly hugged Princess Cheng's arm: "Auntie, you're the best. Don't tell Sister Qin, that sour bean soup is too hard to drink..."
She cherishes her life very much and obeys the doctor's advice, but the sour bean soup is bitter, sour and astringent, and it's almost gone if she drinks a sip.
She just fell down secretly and was caught by Princess Cheng.
Song Tangning pulled her arm and begged for mercy.
Princess Cheng glanced at her angrily: "The good medicine is bitter."
"I know, I won't dare to fall down next time."
Tang Ning quickly continued to work hard, holding Princess Cheng's arm, leaning against her shoulder like a cat, rubbing it on her shoulder. The black hair fell to her shoulder, and her big almond eyes were pitiful, and she wanted to shake her tail hard at her.
"Auntie~~"
Princess Cheng was so soft that she felt weak. She wanted to tease her again, but she couldn't help but let go of her face and begged: "Only this time, your body is damaged, so you have to take good care of it."
"I understand, aunt is the best!"
Song Tangning got closer and kissed Princess Cheng's cheek, and her smile was like a flower.
Princess Cheng poked her forehead and said, "Don't act coquettishly. Mrs. Fu is still here, and she is not afraid of laughing at me."
Mrs. Fu looked at Song Tangning and said with a smile: "The princess and Miss Song have a good relationship. It's too late to envy her. The monkeys in my mansion are not as loving as Miss Song. If she is old, she will have such a lovely person. My well-behaved granddaughter must have been as painful as a princess."
Seeing her words, Princess Cheng smiled and said modestly, "Of course, the girls from the Fu family are good."
She paused,
"I heard that the Fu family's daughter was lively, and Tang Ning was bored in the mansion all day long. If you have time in the future, you can walk with them more."
Mrs. Fu was immediately happy when she heard this. She knew that although Princess Cheng did not directly accept the marriage, she did not refuse to let Song Tangning get close to the Fu family.
Now is neither the good time to propose marriage, so Mrs. Fu is naturally content.
As long as she is willing to let people get in touch, she believes that with her grandson's self-disciplined and despicable temperament, she will definitely please the little girl as long as she doesn't make any mistakes, and she will not neglect Song Tangning like the Lu family.
Mrs. Fu's smile became more and more powerful: "What the princess said is that Mrs. Song often comes to the mansion to walk around, don't be unfamiliar."
Song Tangning's face was filled with heat by Mrs. Fu's extra eager gaze. She avoided her gaze, nodded randomly and lowered her "um", but suddenly she remembered Brother.
If I had known that she would have been here, the old lady of the Fu family was so enthusiastic that it was a bit unbearable. It would be better to be free with Brother.
Nympho
"It seems that Mrs. Fu really likes us girls."
In the distance, Jinyun said, "Princess Cheng doesn't seem to object to the girl's interactions with the Fu family. She seems to be optimistic about Fu Langjun."
The place where they stood was a little far from Princess Cheng's residence, and there was a rockery view in the middle, which just blocked their figure, but it did not prevent them from seeing the situation inside the house through the window. Although it was too far away, it could not be heard. Princess Cheng and the others said something, but they could see the three of them chatting and laughing in harmony. The satisfaction in Mrs. Fu's eyes was almost overflowing.
The girl in the room had a shiny bun, and her hair hair shook slightly as she lowered her head. Her cheeks looked shy and pink on her cheeks. When her eyes, which were as thick as crow feathers, were trembling, Chuntang was shy and a little shy. The blushing and shy look tightly held Xiao Yan's heart, who was already in a displeasure.
Xiao Yan pinched his fingertips and turned his head to frown: "When did you say too much?"
Jinyun whispered: "I just think what Canglang said just now is a bit reasonable. Fu Langjun can be regarded as young and promising in the court, and there are no bells around him. The family style of the Fu family is still fair and honest. If you can look down on him, you will be the best man. "
He watched Xiao Yan's eyes gradually sink slightly, his face was cold but he didn't know it, and he just continued to tease him without fear of death.
"Young men and women are the easiest to move. A girl was hurt by Lu Zhinian, and she was able to take advantage of the situation. The young man's feelings were the strongest, and the taste was like a green plum wine, sour but mellow and charming. The Lord, the Lord I can't say that it won't take long to send her off to marry her with a girl on her back..."
"What kind of a good husband for Fu Laiqing?!" Xiao Yansen looked coldly: "The Fu family is bright on the surface and is in a mess. Except for the old man Fu who moved into the Taimiao, no one can see him."
He frowned and his eyebrows were full of impatient expressions, as if he was extremely disliked Jinyun's words, and was extremely picky about the Fu family.
"It was early for Fu Laiqing to join the officialdom, but at that time, even Song Jinxiu was not as good as him. He was suppressed and was so humble that he was young and promising?"
"Besides, it was not a gentleman who secretly followed Tang Ning. If he hadn't been to help Tang Ning today, I would have cut off his legs long ago, and his parents were not good things. It's not because he doesn't have Yingying and Yanyan, it's because his parents want to use their own son to climb high branches."
The more Xiao Yan said, the more he felt that the puppy of the Fu family was not worthy of his little Haitang. He said in a cold voice: "Tang Ning finally got rid of the Lu family's misery. Why did he do such a messy family?"
"Then the governor thinks, who is worthy of the girl?"
Xiao Yan frowned.
Jinyun said without fear of death: "The girl is here and she will get married sooner or later. She can't stay in the Cumulus Lane and go with the Supervisor..."
"Why can't it?"
After Xiao Yan blurted out, he saw Jinyun looking at him without any surprise, with all his eyes clear.
After Xiao Yan finished speaking, he realized that everything was silent, as if something had been pushed away from the fog. He couldn't help but look at the window over there, the little girl with red face and whispered in a low voice, her eyes fell On her lips, which were gently bumped into pink beads while opening and closing, the faint swelling on her heart suddenly found the reason.
Jinyun quietly retreated aside and stopped talking.
But Xiao Yan looked at Tang Ning, his sword eyes were as deep as a mountain and rock: Do you want to leave her?
My heart is sore and itchy.