Chapter 385 Losing Things
Pei Ji: "I miss you."
Song Ci: "You are tired."
Besides, he was here last night, and now he's here again? This is ridiculous.
Pei Ji thought she was unwilling, so he moved more vigorously.
Song Ci was not happy about it. The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and in the end Pei Ji was defeated.
Song Ci: "What's wrong with you? There's something wrong with you."
Something is wrong.
Pei Ji: "Someone covets you, and I don't like others coveting you."
This feeling made him uncomfortable.
Song Ci laughed out loud: "I'm already married, who would still covet me?"
Pei Ji said in a cold tone: "Prince Yu."
Song Ci was silent for a moment, "How could it be."
She had doubted Prince Yu's thoughts, but she had never been sure. Prince Yu had seen all kinds of people, so how could he fall in love with her?
Pei Ji pinched her chin and looked into her eyes seriously and said, "Song Ci, don't you know how beautiful you are?"
Song Ci was stunned.
"You are not only beautiful, but also courageous, calm, and successful. You are no ordinary lady. Your bravery sometimes makes me feel inferior. What woman in this world could go to the battlefield in person to bring me medicine? When I woke up and saw you, I couldn't believe it."
Song Ci recalled that memory and felt that he was very brave.
Every step is like walking on a tightrope; if you take a wrong step, you will be doomed.
But fortunately, the result is good, and that's enough.
Song Ci hugged him back and whispered softly, "As long as I think of you waiting for me on the battlefield, I won't be afraid of anything."
Pei Ji buried his head and hugged Song Ci tighter, as if he wanted to rub her into his body and never separate again.
There was a happy event in the family. Qiao Yu was pregnant with the first grandson of the Song family.
Qiao Xianglan was so happy, and Song Laosan was also grinning from ear to ear.
Qiao Yu instantly became the most important person in the Song family. Whenever she felt a little unwell, Qiao Xianglan would become nervous and busy running around.
Song Ci also came to visit Qiao Yu. Seeing that she was smiling happily and looked rounder than before, she knew that she was doing well.
Qiao Yu: "You don't know how good Dad and Mom are to me. My biological parents are no better than them."
She was sincere, and in the Qiao family, her parents loved her, but she was not the only child in the family, and her parents had to run the family business, so Qiao Yu would occasionally feel lost.
But in the Song family, Qiao Yu was treated as a treasure by them. This seriousness and cherishment made her feel very comfortable.
Once again, I was thankful that I married into the Song family.
Song Ci held her hand in return, "You are the one in your belly, but you are my nephew and niece. The most precious thing in the family now is you."
Qiao Yu was amused by her, "How can you be so delicate?"
Song Ci: "Why aren't you delicate anymore?" She reached out and touched Qiao Yu's still relatively flat belly, and said seriously: "Wait until the baby is born. She will be the happiest child in the world. We will all love her."
Qiao Yu couldn't stop laughing and almost couldn't breathe.
After a while, Qiao Xianglan came and saw Qiao Yu's struggling smile. She quickly said, "Don't force it. This is the most critical time since you got pregnant."
He then warned Song Ci, "Stop making your sister-in-law laugh. I've heard of people losing their babies because of laughing too hard."
Song Ci whispered to Qiao Yu, "See, see, mother is being partial now."
Qiao Xianglan put down the chicken soup and glared at her, "How can I be partial to you? Don't I love you?" Then she tested the temperature of the chicken soup herself and handed it to Qiao Yu.
"Hurry up and drink it. You were too thin before, and I was worried about your health. Drink something nutritious. I know you are afraid of oil, so I asked someone to remove all the oil from it."
Seeing that her mother-in-law not only did not dislike her pretentiousness, but also carefully remembered her preferences, Qiao Yu's cheeks were flushed with joy.
She likes this feeling of being cherished.
Song Lan came back in the evening.
Qiao Yu couldn't help but glare at him. After glaring at him for a long time, Song Lan finally realized that something was wrong with his wife.
Song Lan: "Why, did I make you angry in some way?"
Qiao Yu snorted coldly: "No."
Song Lan was confused. "Why do you always glare at me?"
Qiao Yu: "I glared at you because I'm really jealous of you."
Song Lan smiled, pinched his wife's cheek and asked, "You are fine, why are you jealous of me?"
She reached out and opened Song Lan's palm, "I'm jealous that you have such good parents. They are so nice."
Hearing the disappointment in her tone, Song Lan gently embraced her, "Why are you jealous, you silly. My parents are your parents. Besides, your parents-in-law love you, they are just busy."
Qiao Yu leaned into his arms and said, "I know, so I dare not blame you."
But it's not real, I don't feel anything at all. Even the most sensible people have feelings and can be sad.
Song Lan touched her head and said, "When you are about to give birth, I will send someone to bring your mother-in-law over and let her accompany you, okay?"
Qiao Yu curled his lips into a smile and nodded, "Okay."
Seeing her happy, Song Lan was also happy.
He likes to see Xiaoyu happy. When she smiles, there are two little dimples on her face, which looks sweet.
It was like sprinkling a handful of sugar on his heart.
Song Ci was looking at the account book in the house when a servant reported, "Young Madam, a lot of things are missing from the backyard. We suspect that the people below are not clean. We checked, but there is no news."
She frowned and asked, "What exactly is lost?"
Steward: "Chickens, ducks, fish, some grain, vegetables, and some fruit."
What was lost was nothing valuable.
Song Ci: "Is it used in the kitchen?"
The steward shook his head. "The kitchen has a fixed amount of daily supplies, and the cooks in the kitchen will record the ingredients used. And these past few days, except for Madam Qiao's chicken, no one else has used it."
Mrs. Qiao is Qiao Yu.
"We've searched carefully, but we can't find it."
"Young Madam, we have looked for it."
Song Ci asked people to go down and just be more careful.
The matter of losing food is not a big deal, but the capital is not completely at peace now, and it is difficult to buy grain and chickens and ducks. Even if they are available for sale, the prices are expensive and ordinary people cannot afford them.
Wanxiang thought for a moment and said, "Young Madam, I might know something about this matter."
Song Ci: "What's going on?"
Wanxiang: "Yesterday, I saw Miss Qiao Rui carrying a killed chicken out."
Song Ci was surprised, "If she wants to eat it, she can just tell the kitchen, why did they take it out?"
Wanxiang: "I don't know either. The steward was here just now, so I can't tell you. It would be so embarrassing if it gets out."
Song Ci praised, "You did a great job. It seems I still need to ask Qiao Rui about this matter in person."
Tian'er suddenly said, "Miss Qiao Rui often goes out alone these days, and I've seen her several times."
But Qiao Rui was a distinguished guest who had stayed here for a long time, so it was not appropriate for the servants to say anything too much.
"You should have told me this earlier."
Both of them lowered their heads.
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