Chapter 7: fall ill

It is strange that some things are done and then done, but if you say it with your mouth, you always feel very ashamed.
In the end, Song Song was a person who couldn't let go, and Li Xiao took the initiative in the past night, but now Li Xiao seems to be a little bit distracted about this matter. He wants to have a child, so he has to go by himself. Please him.
But even if he wanted to get something from Li Xiao, he was not good at it.
He lowered his head, his ears were flushed, and he didn't dare to look directly at Li Xiao's eyes.
I couldn't see the other person's eyes suddenly becoming deep because of this sentence, Li Xiao's throat rolled, his palm slightly restrained and pressed him to himself: "Songer...I like this king so much?"
The voice was a bit dumb, and Song Song's ears were red again. He raised his hand and scratched unnaturally, whispering: "I like you very much."
The baby who likes to have a baby with him is also like him.
Li Xiao's fingers passed through his long hair, Song Song could clearly feel his gradually pressing body temperature, he forced himself to calm down, looked up to see Li Xiao, ready to push him again and again
"Your Highness!" The sound of Qi Butler suddenly came from outside, and he said, "The person you are looking for has brought it."
The two were a little stunned. Li Xiao suddenly lifted his head back and kissed his lips heavily. He kissed him deeply. Song Song almost forgot his breath. When the other person turned away, he found out that he found himself. The heartbeat is fast.
He grabbed his ears in the bed, frowned slightly, and there was a faint glow in his eyes.
In the morning...what are you thinking about?
He kicked off the overly warm quilt, woke up briefly, and turned over. He always called Qi good luck with the young boy beside Qi Guan's house. The little guy was not very young, but he was very smart. He heard that it was the dry son of Qi Guan's house. When Song Song went out, he said: "Wang Ye I went to the lobby to meet guests, and I will come back later to eat with my son."
He greeted people to come in to help Song Song wash, and then ordered people to bring the hot bird's nest, which was made of white jade, and the crystal-clear bird's nest lined inside did not know how beautiful it was.
Fortunately, while removing the lid, he said to Li Xiao: "This is a good bird's nest, but the prince especially found his majesty from the palace, and you can drink it in our house."
Song Song can also see that the bird's nest is not ordinary. Since he entered the house, Li Xiao almost replaced him with tricks. The diet was delicious and healthy. Song Song followed his grandfather's ears and dyed the food. Some insights, understand that the master in the kitchen must have spent a lot of thought in it.
Hearing Qi Haoyun saying this, he smiled lightly, but he felt grateful to Li Xiao.
But Li Xiao is so good to him, what is he trying to do with him? ...And I never saw him being particularly passionate about himself.
At this moment, there was a scream suddenly in the front hall, a clever Qi Luck scared, and several slaves around him suddenly stepped forward and closed the door hard. Song Song stood up in amazement: "What's wrong?"
A few slaves did not say anything, and Qi Haoyun squatted away from the door, shuddering and shivering.
Song Song seemed to realize something and said, "Who is your highness seeing today?"
"No, I don't know." Qi Haoyun said blankly: "The godfather never told me this."
Song Song frowned. Hearing the outside sound continued, the sound of something faintly fainted, he began to feel bad, and the idea of ​​going out to see just turned out, and suddenly a figure pounced on the door. Then, following the door paper, Song Song clearly saw a blood fingerprint slowly slipping down.
Someone is dead.
Several slaves in the house were squeezing their mouths tightly, their faces pale and hugged together, and at this time Qi Haoyun tremblingly gave Song Song a definite answer: "The prince... is ill again."
Song Song's lips twitched. In fact, he had seen Li Xiao's illness in his previous life, but it was the first time in his life. His eyelashes were shaking, and he came forward to open the door, and Qi Haoyun's scalp was blown up. , Suddenly rushed up and hugged his leg: "Son! You can't go! If something happens to you, the prince must restore the sanity and ask the slave's sin!"
Song Song restrained the trembling of his voice and whispered: "I will be fine."
"No!" Qi Haoyun said: "Don't go, wait for the front hall... The front hall is dead, the lord will calm down, and it will be fine..."
At the age of thirteen or four, he was holding Song Song’s thighs pale, and his eyes were full of tears. Song Song pinched his fingers, he knew he must go, if everything in his previous life It’s still the same as usual, so he may save those innocent lives.
He reached over and broke the hand of good luck, whispered: "You can rest assured, I..."
At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly knocked open. Someone quickly pulled the dead man who was just thrown on the door. A big lady said to Song Song: "The prince called you."
"Impossible!" Qi Haoyun said immediately: "The prince does not recognize anyone, it is impossible to call Song Gongzi's name!"
Song Song was stunned for a moment. He knew this was possible. The last time he saw Li Xiao going crazy in his previous life, he killed the entire Yangxin Temple. His eyes were searching in the pool of blood, and his name was low in his mouth. When he was ill, if it wouldn't be a sudden violent killing, it was more like an overly silent dementia. When looking for him, he would even be a bit naive and confused.
The big maid seemed to be eager to leave, and suddenly came in, kicking Qi Luck away with one foot, and then reached out to push Song Song out, and said to them: "It's the prince calling him, you few remember , Otherwise it will be investigated when the time comes...that is, your care is not good enough."
The door was closed again, but Song Song didn't pay attention to the movement behind him. After he went out, he ran straight to the front hall.
The eldest daughter quickly fled to the backyard with a few slave slaves, and when she reached the corridor, she saluted the woman in the pink skirt and said, "The slave said that the prince asked him to find him, and he really went."
Mrs. Qin raised her finger up against the sun to see her nails painted with Dan Kou, and smiled: "The grandfather petted him for a few days, and he didn't know what he was."
The grandma smiled and said, "No, some people think they are special."
Mrs. Qin looked at the front hall and bent her lips, "He will die."
"When the prince was sick, no one could escape his sight alive." The grandma said: "Otherwise why would you call the crazy king?"
Mrs. Qin finally raised her eyebrows.
The first confrontation with Song Song that day, she actually just wanted to give him a try. Who could be as aggressive as Song Song, then it didn't work, she had to fight hard. Even when the mad king was pursued, he killed it by himself. The ‘big girl’ was not originally the girl in the house. Even if Qi luck was to testify with several slaves by then, it would be impossible to find any traces.
Not to mention, at that time, the crazy king will probably cut off several slaves who did not ‘pull’ Song Song.
When Song Song rushed all the way to the front hall, the front door was closed tightly, and the housekeeper Qi was also injured. He was grappling with bandages and wrapped around his body. When he saw him coming, he was stunned for a moment. ..."
"I'll take a look at Your Highness." Song Song looked at the closed door from afar, and said, "Is he inside?"
"Yes." Qi Butler's voice was very low and said, "Don't go any further."
"You shut him up?"
Qi Guanjia smiled bitterly: "Your grandfather is brave, who can help him? He locked himself up, and sometimes... barely controlled himself."
Song Song looked at the door again and suddenly walked up to him.
Qi Butler didn't have time to hold him and shouted, "What are you doing? You can't stimulate him anymore at this time!"
But he didn't dare to step forward, even his voice was very low. His eyes stared at Song Song walking past.
This son of Song is really daring... too big! !
He wanted to catch up with the things that others didn't want to be afraid of.
Song Song approached the door cautiously, his heart beating very fast, and seeing someone die in front of him, which made him almost doubt that the previous life was just a dream.
He slowly raised his hand, knocked on the door, and whispered: "His Royal Highness?"
There was no movement inside, Song Song swallowed, and heard a subtle voice from behind, turned his head to look, it was the butler who lost a branch, and was madly gesturing to him at the moment, the mouth was very exaggerated to tell him : "Enough, enough, fast, back, come!"
Apart from the loyal butler and Song Song, there is no other living person in this place.
Song Song withdrew his eyes, squeezed his mouth, and stretched out his hand. The door of the room was squeaked open. Song Song first saw a man in a worn cloth fell to the ground, not the person in the house, which one should be The people brought back...
Who is it that will stimulate Li Xiao?
He walked in cautiously, his eyes saw the other person's crushed head, and quickly returned his gaze.
Worried that the sun outside would irritate him, Song Song turned around and closed the door lightly.
Qi Guan patted his head.
Come on, the little prince, prince, is sure to die today.
Song Song let his breath down and looked in the hall darkened by closing the door. He lifted his gown and crept across the corpse on the ground, preparing to bypass the screen, but suddenly the sword was dragging on the ground. The voice turned suddenly, and a bloody beast of aggression came from the leather.
Song Song's heart jumped crazy.
He rounded his eyes and looked at Li Xiao with long hair scattered in front of him. His eyes were dark and ink-like. Whether it was eyeballs or expressions, it gave people a very abnormal feeling at the moment, mixed with paranoia and madness. The completely different emotions, staring straight at him looked like a desperate ghost.
Just looking at him like this, Song Song's cold hair will be erected.
He raised the corner of his stiff mouth and shouted very lightly, "His Royal Highness, I am..."
"Dang---" The sound of Li Jian's landing sounded, echoing the faint tremolo trembling against Song Song's eardrum.
"Song'er." He shouted, Song Song's waist was tight, and he was suddenly hugged over him. The man buried his head and his neck, dumbly said: "My Song's back... …"
He is still his medicine.
Song Song shook uncontrollably.
Fang Cai's forcibly suppressed fear finally played a role in him at this moment. He shook his eyelashes, hugged Li Xiao hard, and exhaled for a long time.
"Your Highness..." Song Song persuaded with a worried voice: "I know you want to take that seat, but can't we always hang it on our mouths?"
I'm really worried that you'll lose your head before leaving.
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