Chapter 179: Heartbroken, Concubine Song should take care of herself
"Your Majesty, I don't want to go to the Jokhang Temple..."
Song Qingyun's eyes were red. "I heard that the Jokhang Temple is in a mess. If there is no arrangement, the ladies who go there will have to do hard labor day and night."
She choked up as she spoke.
"There are not many people in the palace now. It is very quiet. I don't want to go back. Please let me stay here."
Looking at the pitiful woman in front of him, Beigong You felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Just as he was about to say that if she wanted to stay here, then she could stay here, he heard an old and slightly angry voice coming from not far away.
"Who said there are few people in the palace?" Nanny Zhang walked forward angrily.
Song Qingyun stood up and looked at the big bag on her back, her heart skipped a beat. Before she could speak, Zizhu beside her asked, "Madam Zhang, are you leaving the palace now too?"
"Who said I'm leaving? The Ning Palace is still fine now, why are you saying such depressing words here? Even if the Ning Palace is really gone, I will die with everyone in the Ning Palace! Unlike some people, who start crying and looking for a way out before things are settled."
Nanny Zhang snorted coldly and looked at Song Qingyun, "Concubine Song is not clear about the situation, so it's better not to say some things carelessly. The people in Prince Ning's Mansion are all spineless. They are not in the mansion now, not because the Ning Palace is in trouble and they are afraid to pack up and run away, but because they went to the princess's clinic to help treat patients. They are all good people in the Ning Palace, and I hope Concubine Song will not tarnish their reputation!"
Song Qingyun's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed.
Even Zizhu's face flashed with disbelief. They didn't run away, but went to the clinic to help?
She glanced uneasily to the side.
She was not aware of these things and did not intend to spread false information.
Nanny Zhang didn't bother to pay attention to the master and servant. She took off her bag and told Feng Ming to get a basin of water.
At this time, Song Qingyun and Zizhu discovered that what was in Nanny Zhang's bag was Beigong You's clothes, shoes and socks. It turned out that she came to bring him some clean clothes.
Feng Ming fetched some water and when he climbed up to Optimus Prime, he looked up inadvertently and saw the copper basin in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. The water in it soaked his clothes and spilled everywhere. However, he didn't care and pointed to something not far away and shouted in surprise and joy: "It's the princess, the princess is here!"
The man's deep eyes narrowed severely.
He raised his eyes in disbelief and looked down at Optimus Prime.
At this time, the setting sun had completely fallen into the mountain, leaving only half a ray of red in the sky, illuminating the earth.
The woman came against the sunset glow, her small face buried in the halo and difficult to see clearly.
He could only see a hint of goose yellow skirt swaying gently in the red dusk with her footsteps.
Is it her?
As his vision gradually blurred, Beigong You became a little uncertain.
Suddenly, the yellow dress came to her. The woman stood still, and a pair of silk shoes without any embroidery came into view.
This is her.
Beigong You recognized her. She never liked embroidery with flowers and plants and always wore solid-colored shoes.
Before he could raise his eyes, the woman next to him exclaimed, "Sister?"
"Your servant greets my sister. Aren't you treating patients at Yipin Guo? How come you have time to come here?" Song Qingyun said while bowing.
Lin Miaoyin ignored her, glanced at the embarrassed Beigong You, and signaled Feng Ming to fetch some water.
Beigong You's embarrassment was only in her imagination.
But she didn't expect that his body was so weak.
He has been practicing martial arts since he was young and has been on the battlefield for a long time. His physical foundation is unmatched by ordinary people. Now even he has been tortured like this, which shows how cruel his disease is.
She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wet it, and then wiped Beigong You's face and hands little by little, "Why have you lost so much weight?"
In just two days, the man lost a lot of weight.
His eye sockets were sunken, his eye sockets were bulging, his veins were exposed, his cheeks were too thin to hold any flesh, his chest was once broad, now it was bony, and his robes were now hanging empty around his waist.
Beigong You looked up in shock.
Song Qingyun had been sobbing here for so long that she didn't notice that he had lost weight.
Lin Miaoyin saw it at a glance.
Nanny Zhang stepped forward and said, "Princess, let me do the rough work."
The princess is pregnant, and squatting like this will not only hurt the little prince in her belly, but will also be very tiring.
Today, she looked much more haggard than before, and even had bruises under her eyes. She had been very busy treating smallpox patients in the past two days.
"It's okay." Lin Miaoyin called Feng Ming and asked about Beigong You's diet in the past two days.
When she learned that he couldn't eat, she frowned slightly.
Song Qingyun, who had been ignored all along, heard Feng Ming's words and felt as if she had found an opportunity. "My Lord, there is no one here. I want to stay and take care of you. Please agree to my request."
At this time, Lin Miaoyin raised her eyes and looked to her side.
The woman next to him had a palm-sized face as pale as a female ghost who had just crawled out of a dry well, and her thin body would fall down at the slightest breeze.
Who does she want to take care of when she looks so fragile?
If she were to stay here, Beigong You might have to take care of her.
She scowled and told Feng Ming directly, "This is not a place for Concubine Song to come. Send Concubine Song back to the mansion!"
"Sister, I just want to share your worries and stay to take care of the prince..."
Lin Miaoyin raised her hand and interrupted Song Qingyun. "You are helping me if you don't cause me trouble. I haven't settled accounts with you for the vaccination in Shiqiao Town. I will settle accounts with you one by one after I finish the work at hand. Now, get out of my sight before I have someone throw you out."
Song Qingyun looked at Beigong You with tears in her eyes, feeling wronged. "My Lord, I..."
Beigong You looked away.
"Feng Ming!" Lin Miaoyin didn't have as much patience as Beigong You, who kept talking to her, so she just waved at Feng Ming.
"My Lady Concubine, I'm sorry!"
Feng Ming simply carried the person on his shoulders and walked out of the Temple of Heaven with big strides.
Song Qingyun was so scared that she screamed, "Let me go..."
"Master Feng Ming, please put down the concubine. She is still sick and cannot stand your torture..."
Feng Ming didn't let the person go until they left the Temple of Heaven.
Looking at the frightened Song Qingyun, he said coldly: "It is precisely because of my consideration for the health of the Concubine that I sent her out. Otherwise, she will get sick from walking so much."
The woman in front of me used to be so frail and would fall ill easily.
In the past, he felt sorry for her poor health and sometimes complained that the prince was not compassionate enough, but after observing her for a period of time, he found that her body would become sick depending on her mood.
You may be full of energy one moment and be terminally ill the next.
Just like today, I was clearly too sick to get out of bed, but I still had the energy to run to the Temple of Heaven.
Sometimes she was breathing weakly, and sometimes she was screaming continuously.
The weather in June is not as changeable as hers.
Looking at Feng Ming's resolute back as he left, Song Qingyun bit her lip and called him, "Feng Ming, why did you become like this?"
She was chilled by his becoming so cold.
"Concubine Song, please take care of yourself." Feng Ming paused, then quickly returned to the Temple of Heaven.
Song Qingyun seemed to have all her strength drained away in an instant. She suddenly knelt on the ground, clutching her sleeves weakly with both hands.
Is she just going to go back and wait for death?
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