Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 310 Yun Dan is about to give birth

In Ji Ren Hall, several people gathered around a table, and a snow-white pigeon stood in the middle of the table.

"The pigeon looks pretty good."

Song Baoling threw the corn kernels in his hand in front of it, and the carrier pigeon immediately lowered its head and pecked, its neck rose and fell rhythmically, and one of its paws was raised from time to time, in a funny posture.

The corners of Song Baoling's mouth couldn't help but rise, "It's just that the movements don't look like pigeons, but rather like chickens."

As soon as the words fell, the messenger pigeon rushed over with its head down, wobbly, to peck Song Baoling's hand.

Seeing the feathers on the wings blowing up slightly, Song Baoling was stunned for a moment, "Do you understand?"

Seeing this, Lian Jiao quickly pushed the carrier pigeon to the other side, "You're pecking at my lady, be careful I'll stew you!"

The feathers on the messenger pigeon's wings were blown apart, and it ran up to Yu Zikong again, with the appearance of complaining.

"It has some spirituality, just like a human spirit." Yu Zi touched the feathers of the uploading pigeon with his bare hands.

The carrier pigeon showed a naive look after being touched, and shook its butt because of Yu Zikong's compliment.

In the next second, a few hairs were pulled off, and the carrier pigeon looked at Yu Zikong, who snorted coldly, "If you have a spiritual connection, next time you dare to lose the letter, I will make you into a roasted pigeon. A carrier pigeon."

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings in shock, but was grabbed by two paws just as it left the table.

"How are you sure it lost the letter? What if your master asked you to look at it?"

The two tigers are tender and tender, watching Yu Zikong's actions and can't help but feel sorry for the messenger pigeon.

"It didn't lose the letter once or twice! I don't even know what the master told me this time." Yu Zi was overwhelmed, and then a little frustrated.

"I don't know how the master is doing now."

Erhu was a little embarrassed, and comforted him: "Don't be too sad, your master might have forgotten you long ago, and went away happily."

Zhao Ping hit Erhu on the head, and said in a contemptuous tone, "If you can't speak, don't speak."

Yu Zikong's expression returned to normal, "This pigeon is called Yaya, if you don't obey, you can change its name to Roasted Suckling Pigeon."

He calmly picked up the red rope on the side, expertly tied it to Yaya's leg, tied a slipknot, and tied the other end to a heavy object.

The red rope is very long, enough for Yaya to fly around in Nuoda's pharmacy.

Yaya was dissatisfied, she screamed in resistance, and wanted to fly to Yu Zikong's head.

Yu Zikong glanced over lightly, as if looking at a roasted squab, Yaya stopped.

"Aren't you going to send this pigeon back to your master?" Lian Jiao couldn't help asking.

Yu Zikong shook his head, "No need, it will only hinder my master when it goes back."

"Then tie it here?"

"Yes, otherwise, if you fly around, you might turn into a roast pigeon one day." Yu Zikong squinted at Yaya.

Zhao Ping wandered around, came out and asked, "Where's Aunt Lan? Why didn't I see her today?"

"He was taken to the Jin Mansion to enjoy the blessings." Song Baoling said lightly, "With Lan He here, Aunt Lan will not be bullied."

Lianjiao became melancholy when she heard the words, "I am about the same age as Lan He, and she is going to be a mother now."

Yu Zikong sneered, "Are you starting to miss spring? Want to get married?"

"Fuck you." Lian Jiao glared at her.

Song Baoling took the small jar containing the unknown object to the front, and placed the jar in front of the two of them.

"Look at my newly developed product, rubbing it on the face can not only make the skin delicate, but also lighten the spots on the face."

I took the small jar, opened it, and there was a faint fragrance lingering at the tip of the nose, which was just right.

Lianjiao also went up to sniff her nose, "It smells so good."

Only then did Song Baoling take out the other hand that was behind his back, and said mysteriously.

"Do you want to know what's in here?"

"Is it some other beauty cream!" Lianjiao replied excitedly.

Song Baoling shook his head and smiled, "I think too highly of your lady, I can't research so much all at once with all my energy."

"What's the difference?" Lianjiao opened those cans and found that the taste was different.

There are floral, grassy and woody scents, and several other flavors that she can't name.

"It's a different taste!" Lianjiao was very pleasantly surprised.

Seeing that she was so excited, Song Baoling generously stuffed those few to her, "Then these are for you."

Lianjiao hugged Song Baoling and kept rubbing against her, "Thank you miss, why is miss treating me so well."

"That's all, I'll make you so obsessed. I'm so powerful, why don't you rub me against me?"

While talking, Yu Zikong picked up those jars and smelled them one by one.

"The scent is not bad, do you still have the talent for perfumery?" Yu Zikong dug a little on the back of his hand.

Finding that it is a transparent gel texture, the eyebrows raised, "It's a bit interesting."

Song Baoling sat on the chair slowly, it was rare that he was not humble, "That is, don't look at who I am."

"It's probably going to be a big hit, I have to prepare my money pocket for money hahaha."

Yu Zikong put labels on those cans respectively, planning to mass produce them according to this standard.

Erhu leaned over and wanted to smell it, "I also want to give two bottles to Miss Xuewei."

Zhao Ping lay on the side, changed into a comfortable position, and said leisurely, "Tsk, I've been talking about Miss He all day long, but you should catch up first."

"Aren't I chasing after?" Erhu said, his smile became brighter and brighter, sinking into his own world and unable to extricate himself.

Looking at it like this, it was clear that the trap was not deep, Song Baoling asked casually, "Is there any progress?"

After being asked such a question, Erhu became shy and nodded.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Song Baoling's mouth, it seemed that Ji Rentang was going to have a happy event soon.

With nothing to do, she sat at the table and began to develop the so-called spot-lightening gel.

It took a tiring day to make the first batch. When Song Baoling returned home, he almost fell asleep on the bed, his eyelids were fighting fiercely.

Suddenly awakened by someone shaking in the middle of the night, Song Baoling opened his eyes in a daze, looked out the window and muttered: "It's not yet dawn, Lianjiao."

Seeing that Song Baoling was going to sleep again, Lianjiao directly pulled her up to sit up, "Miss, wake up quickly, Empress Yunfei is about to give birth! You are being summoned!"

"Isn't it just about to give birth? What's the big deal..." Song Baoling realized half of what he said, his whole body was jolted up, and he was much more awake.

After confirming that what Lian Jiao said was true, she immediately began to get dressed, got into the carriage and headed for the palace.

In the silent late night, there was only one carriage driving continuously. The cold wind blew up the curtain of the carriage, blowing across Song Baoling's face, it was bitingly cold.

A young imperial physician from the imperial hospital had been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time, when he saw Song Baoling, he immediately walked in front of her.

"Miss Song, you are here, come with me." The little imperial doctor led the way and walked quickly.

Song Baoling followed behind, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask someone from the Tai Hospital, why do you have to let me come?"

(End of this chapter)