Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 521 We Are Almighty People Like This (2 More)
Hearing this, Song Yuanbao fell silent again.

Just as Wen Wan was about to speak again, Duan Yan, who was guarding outside, suddenly ran in and said, "Madam, Master is back."

Wen Wan wondered: "It's still early, why did the master come back?"

Duan Yan glanced at his son, and said in a low voice, "It seems that His Royal Highness is also coming back together."

Wen Wan was startled, and was about to get up and go out to greet her, but footsteps could already be heard outside.

Not long after, Song Wei walked in through the curtain. Behind him was a young man in purple robes, jade belt brocade boots, black hair flowing down, handsome and dignified. It was the eldest prince Zhao Xi who was about to be canonized as the crown prince in the near future.

"Your Highness." Wen Wan greeted him with a salute, then turned her eyes to Song Wei, "Sir, why did you come back so early today?"

Song Wei said: "Shen Bingdi has been busy for more than eight months, and finally transported the mechanism beast. The emperor is sympathetic and gave us a three-day holiday during the Mid-Autumn Festival." After a pause, he continued: "His Royal Highness heard that Yuan Bao was ill. Came here to take a look."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Wen Wan blessed herself again.

Zhao Xi nodded, "Mrs. Song, you're welcome."

Wen Wan glanced at Song Wei, and the couple walked towards the door with a tacit understanding, leaving the room to the two teenagers.

Song Yuanbao's eyes lingered on Zhao Xi for a moment, then retracted, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Xi sat down on the armchair, and forced his gaze towards him coldly, "Having been home for a while, have you forgotten that you still have something important to do?"

"..."

"Why don't you go to the Shenbing Division?" Zhao Xi said reproachfully, "Don't you know that the mechanism beasts are very busy these days?"

"..."

For a moment, Song Yuanbao felt that he was particularly wronged. Everyone who came to see him would ask about his condition at the first sentence. Zhao Xike was fine, but he had no good words as soon as he entered the door. It hit him in the face mercilessly.

He has always been a person who can't hide things in his heart, and directly frowned, "I'm so sick, do you still have any sympathy?"

Zhao Xi's tone was light, "We omnipotent people are like this, we can't be sympathetic."

Song Yuanbao gritted his teeth with a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, "Zhao, Xi!"

Zhao Xi stared at the Duobao Pavilion by the east wall. There was a mahogany box with Kui patterns on it, which contained the imperial decree sent by Eunuch Cui a few days ago. He seemed to smile, "Young Master Xiaoyao, you are Xiaoyao!" Excessively, the only way to get sick is to think about messy things in your mind."

Song Yuanbao was very angry, "Do you care if I lose a piece of meat with one sentence?"

"No." Zhao Xi said calmly, "But you are not seriously injured due to the cold, high fever, lack of arms and legs, but a sickness in your heart. How do you want me to care for you? Advise you to take good care of your injuries, or advise you to take your medicine on time?"

Song Yuanbao: "..."

Zhao Xi turned a blind eye to his furious eyebrows, "I've already made arrangements for you at the Imperial College. You only need to go to class in the morning and go to the Shenbing Division in the afternoon. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, remember to report to the Yamen on time every day."

Song Yuanbao gritted his teeth, his complexion was extremely bad, and he growled, "I'm still a student, you're exploiting, squeezing!"

Zhao Xi looked at him, "I just let you out of the palace, when did I say I won't exploit you or oppress you?"

Song Yuanbao was so angry that he picked up the teacup on the low table and threw it over.

That strength seemed to punch a hole in Zhao Xi alive.

Zhao Xi turned slightly to one side, easily caught the teacup, and put it on the table, his handsome face remained calm, "Idle people are prone to illness, Song Hao, you are only fifteen, and you are not suitable for old age."

Song Yuanbao's chest rose and fell sharply, and he suppressed it again and again before he managed to block the word "roll" in his throat.

When Zhao Xi walked out of the room, Song Wei and Wen Wan hadn't left yet, they were sitting on the porch bench, seeing him, the husband and wife got up slowly.

Zhao Xi stopped and said slowly: "He is fine, he will recover in two days."

Wen Wan's eyes widened, and she looked at Zhao Xi in disbelief.

Song Wei smiled, and let Wen Wan go in to have a look at Yuan Bao, and he sent Zhao Xi out of the mansion.

Wen Wan came to Song Yuanbao's room again, and saw that his whole face was green, she was stunned immediately, "Yuanbao, how are you?"

Song Yuanbao's facial muscles twisted in pain. After a while, he squeezed out a word between his teeth, "Hungry..."

Wen Wan: "..."

This reaction completely exceeded Wen Wan's expectations, she quickly ordered Duan Yan to prepare the kitchen for food.

Song Yuanbao didn't feel sick again this time, his appetite seemed to be quite good, and the way he ate...

Wen Wan couldn't bear to look directly at her.

However, it was more important than anything else that he could swallow it.

Wen Wan served him a bowl of soup herself, with a look of relief on her face, "Eat slowly, come, have some soup."

Song Yuanbao took it, and before he could say thank you, he took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Wen Wan laughed.

Song Yuanbao also seemed to realize that he was not eating well, so he gradually slowed down, and waited until he swallowed the food in his mouth before explaining to Wen Wan: "I haven't been able to eat well these days, I'm really too hungry."

Wen Wan said: "It's a blessing to be able to eat, you have to eat back the meat you lost as soon as possible, otherwise with your current physique, you won't be able to do anything with energy."

Song Yuanbao nodded embarrassingly, and then asked Wen Wan: "Is Miss Ye still in our house?"

Say it gently.

"I'm not in good condition today, so it's inconvenient to see guests. I'd like to ask my mother to treat me well, and I'll send someone back later." Song Yuanbao didn't want the little girl to see his haggard appearance, and he didn't want to use it to sell him. Unfortunate sympathy.

Wen Wan nodded, "I invited her to my house as a guest in the name of Jiaojiao, so I will treat her well. The most important thing now is you, Yuan Bao, are you really okay?"

She didn't know what Zhao Xi said and did before, whether Yuan Bao could recover within a few days, Wen Wan still had some doubts.

Song Yuanbao drank another half bowl of soup, shook his head, "I don't know."

He didn't know when he was sick, and naturally he didn't know when he would recover.

Even if she couldn't ask anything, Wen Wan still felt very happy, after all Yuanbao could eat, and she was willing to speak.

Compared with the previous two days, the state is not a little bit better.

After the meal, Wen Wan asked him what he wanted to do.

Song Yuanbao said that he didn't have much energy and wanted to take a bath and have a good sleep.

Wen Wan looked at him like that, and she was really tired. She couldn't bear to disturb him anymore, and after she went out, she asked Duan Yan to take care of her. She went to the front hall, Ye Rong was still there, and Song Wei sat with him.

Thinking that everyone was worried about Yuan Bao, Wen Wan didn't hide it, and said truthfully: "Yuan Bao just finished eating, and said he wants to take a bath and take a good rest to replenish his strength."

Song Wei frowned slightly, but said nothing.

Ye Rong: "..."

Ye Rong's expression was a bit distorted, and the previous sympathy for Song Yuanbao instantly turned into powder. This little bastard, he told him all the jokes for so long, and he didn't fart. How long has the prince been here? , can you still sleep?

After scolding Song Yuanbao countless times in his heart, Ye Rong asked, "So, Young Master Song has recovered?"

"Should... not?" Wen Wan was not very sure.

Ye Rong is balanced, this is almost the same!
Then he looked at Song Wei again, "Actually, I don't quite understand, why did he become like this?"

A person who was so lively and lively when he hunted last time suddenly became taciturn. There could be no reason for this.

Just as Wen Wan was about to speak, Song Wei said, "You are young, and you have a bad attitude."

Seven words summed up Song Yuanbao's cause of disease.

Ye Rong let out a long "oh", "oh" suddenly realized, in his heart: what are you talking about?

The Ye brothers and sisters stayed in the Song Mansion until noon before returning home. Although Ye Rong was able to protect the younger sister, Wen Wan arranged for an escort to go back according to Song Yuanbao's instructions.

After the guests left, Song Wei and his wife returned to Qingteng Residence.

With no outsiders around, Wen Wan lay casually on the long couch, looking sideways at Song Wei who had just come out of a change of clothes, "Sir, how do you want to spend this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Song Wei looked at her with a smile, "I thought you would ask me what His Highness said to Yuan Bao."

Wen Wan is not interested in knowing, "Young people, there are always some little secrets that adults can't get involved in, why do you have to get to the bottom of it?"

Song Wei nodded in agreement, and shifted the topic to Mid-Autumn Festival, "Next month's delivery date, we have to hold a banquet when the full moon is over. We can celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival with our own family. When the child is full moon, we will send out invitations to make it lively."

Wen Wan touched her lower abdomen, "Qi Bao, Mo Bao, which one do you want to be born first?"

Song Wei asked her, "Mo Bao was born first, can there be Qi Bao?"

"That's right, Mo Bao was born first, so Qi Bao can't be called Qi Bao." Wen Wan felt a little stupid for being pregnant for three years, "Then I still hope that Qi Bao was born first."

"It's all the same." Song Wei has no special opinion on this, "The important thing is the child's health. As for the name, you can choose it again."

(End of this chapter)