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Chapter 59 Admitted?

"After entering, don't talk too much, don't ask too much, just admit your mistakes, and leave the rest to me!"

Mrs. Ye nodded quickly: "I remember clearly."

After Song Xuanrong confirmed with her, seeing that she was right, he straightened his sleeves, walked out of the corner with her, and entered the Yuyin Hall.

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Mrs. Song worshiped Buddha all the year round, and a small Buddhist hall was set up in Yuyin Hall for her to chant Buddhist scriptures on weekdays.

As soon as the two of them stepped into Yuyintang's house, a scent of sandalwood came to their nostrils.

Mrs. Ye didn't like the smell very much, and felt choking every time she came here.

She couldn't help but tucked her nose with the handkerchief, and suppressed the feeling of disgust. Then she straightened her face and put on a sad look, and followed Song Xuanrong into the bedroom inside.

"Master is here?"

The curtain lifted.

Mother Jiang, who was holding a medicine jar behind the door and pouring medicine into the bowl at an angle, heard the movement, and saw the two of them when she looked up.

She hastily greeted them, put down the medicine jar in her hand and saluted the two of them, calling "Madam".

Song Xuanrong glanced inside: "How is mother?"

Mother Jiang said in a low voice: "When I got up early, I complained of a headache, and I kept lying on my back and never got up. The slave servant made people boil the medicine and was about to give it to the old lady."

Song Xuanrong stretched out his hand: "I'll do it."

Mother Jiang didn't rush, and handed the medicine jar to Song Xuanrong, and asked him to pour the medicine himself and leave with the bowl in hand. Then she wiped the table and followed the two to the bed.

The bed in the house is made of fine sandalwood pear blossoms, with light yellow curtains hanging on it.

At this time, half lying on the bed was an old woman wearing a lake-blue gown. She wore a purple embroidered forehead of the same color on her head, and held a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. Three points sick.

Hearing the movement, Mrs. Song, who was resting with her eyes closed, said in a low voice, "Nurse Jiang..."

"Mother, it's me."

When Mrs. Song opened her eyes, she saw Song Xuanrong holding a medicine bowl, and Mrs. Ye standing beside him.

Mrs. Song's voice was not loud: "Why are you here?"

Seeing that she was about to get up, Song Xuanrong quickly put the medicine bowl on the bedside.

He helped Mrs. Song to sit up, and put a pillow behind her for her to lean against.

Song Xuanrong said: "I heard a servant say that my mother is not feeling well today, so I came here with Mrs. Ye to see you."

Ye quickly squeezed out a smiling face: "Yes, mother, are you feeling better?"

Mrs. Song glanced at the two of them.

Song Xuanrong is still a filial person, it is still possible to see her.

But Mrs. Ye never went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, except to greet her every day, she never went to her corner hall.

Mrs. Song felt uncomfortable when she got up early, and Mrs. Ye sent someone to say that something happened in the outer court today, so she simply avoided asking for greetings today.

But right now Mrs. Ye came here with Song Xuanrong at this time, probably not just to see her.

Song Xuanrong held the medicine bowl: "Mother, drink the medicine first."

Mrs. Song frowned, and turned her head to avoid the spoon that Song Xuanrong wanted to feed the medicine to.

"I just had a headache from the wind last night, and I'm not so weak that I can't even lift a medicine bowl."

She reached out to take the medicine bowl, glanced at Ye Shi and said:
"Tell me, what happened, it's worth the two of you to come together."

Song Xuanrong glanced at Mrs. Ye.

Ye's legs bent, and he knelt down with a "bang".

Mrs. Song was taken aback:
"What are you doing, why did you kneel down so well?"

"Mother Jiang, why don't you help me up?"

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