Liu, who was older, said in a deep tone, "They are all from the cold palace. You don't need to remind you to survive, but you have to pay attention to safety and live well."
Hearing Song Ankang's hum, Li and the women continued to pat the dirt on Song Ankang's body.
The wind blows almost all year round in the Foreign Royal Court.
It has rained in recent days, and the wind and sand mixed with the rain made Song Ankang look dirty.
Watching Mrs. Li and the ladies working around her.
Song Ankang hurriedly hid aside, "Stop sweeping. It's been very windy and rainy these two days. I'll come back to give you some things. I have to go out to work in a while. I've been busy building stables recently. After cleaning them, they got dirty again."
Li pursed her lips and didn't know what to say.
She had a somewhat submissive temperament, and the boldest decision she ever made in her life was to give birth to her son while hiding in the cold palace.
Now that she heard her son's words, she wanted to retort, but after moving her lips, she didn't know what to say.
On the other hand, Xiao Zhao, who was usually the most sarcastic, snorted coldly, "At least you feel better now. I think it's troublesome to eat. Why don't you just stop eating?"
She is twenty-four years old. On the first night she stayed in bed, she was thrown into the cold palace for offending Emperor Maoxiang. She stayed there for nine years.
Since there were two concubines surnamed Zhao in the Leng Palace, everyone usually distinguished them by the name "Zhao" or "Zhao".
Song Ankang cautiously called Aunt Zhao, and then obediently allowed Mr. Li and the women to pat and slap him.
After finally dealing with Song Ankang, Li asked Song Ankang in a low voice, "How is Princess Rongde doing?"
Song Ankang snorted coldly, "What else can you do? In today's world, death is not necessarily a bad thing."
As for Song Rongde's injuries, life would be better than death.
Li's heart felt slightly sour, "But"
Princess Rongde is really a good person. I think the people in the Department of Home Affairs saw them as a group of helpless old, weak women and children.
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Then he thought of depriving the cold palaces of food and starving them to death.
This was something that everyone avoided, but Princess Rongde intervened.
Under the care of Princess Rongde, it was the best year they had ever lived.
Li was deeply moved every time she thought of this.
Knowing what Li was thinking, Song Ankang shook his head gently, "No, it can't be cured."
It's not that he cursed Song Rongde, but that Song Rongde's current situation is really not optimistic.
In order to survive, he tried to learn medical skills from the palace doctors.
The imperial doctor even praised his amazing talent and wanted to pass on his lifelong skills to him.
Unfortunately, before that day came, he was sent to the royal court of the Yi clan
Song Rongde's injury was treated by him himself, and no one knew Song Rongde's condition better than him.
There was so much intestine that it was impossible to stuff it back in. In desperation, he had no choice but to cut off the intestines and then reconnect the rest and stuff it back into its original place.
In such a situation, it is impossible for Song Rongde to survive.
All these things he did were just to make the other party leave in a more dignified manner.
After listening to Song Ankang's words, Mrs. Li lowered her head to cover her red eyes.
Knowing that Mr. Li was in a bad mood, Mr. Zhao snorted coldly, "Don't risk life or death. Today it's Song Rongxiang, but tomorrow it might be us."
When the time comes, everyone will die together and no one can escape."
It's hard enough for the child, so we can't let him have some peace of mind.
Ms. Liu glanced at Mr. Zhao and finally said nothing.
Other women also showed expressions of approval.
Even if these concubines are in trouble, they still carry the pressure of the superiors.
For them, Li had a deep-seated fear.
Therefore, Mrs. Li did not dare to speak anymore and just followed Mrs. Liu quietly.
Seeing that Mr. Li was no longer entangled in Song Rongde's matter, Song Ankang also breathed a sigh of relief.
I have to say that these aunts of his are really powerful, each one can carry things more clearly than the other.
I just don’t know why my mother didn’t learn any of the tricks from her aunts!
Just when Song Ankang stood there in a daze, Sun, who had once been the second-grade concubine of the late emperor, gently pulled Song Ankang's sleeve and said, "It will be fine."
The late emperor was the elder brother of Emperor Maoxiang.
Since he had no children, he passed the throne to Emperor Maoxiang.
Concubine Shu entered the palace late, and she was only eighteen years old when the late emperor died.
At that time, he said he would let her stay temporarily in Kunning Hall next to Leng Palace.
But for some reason, she went into the cold palace and never came out again.
Time favors beauties, and now, at the age of thirty-four, her charm is still there, and everything she does is beautiful.
So they were brought here together.
Song Ankang smiled at Mr. Sun with a flattering expression, "I understand."
Women in the cold palace have more or less problems.
This Aunt Sun is also a ruthless character, and she never says her words of advice a third time.
The first two times I couldn't persuade him, but the third time I definitely raised my hand and hit him, and he wouldn't stop until there was blood.
Over the years, I have barely escaped.
This love is really heavy!
While Song Ankang was huddled together eating pancakes, Jin Qing had already limped out of the red tent.
She is hungry and now continues to replenish her strength.
Anyway, as long as she has something to eat, she doesn't care what she eats!
707 ""Since it doesn't matter, then why didn't I see you bite someone twice?
It was already afternoon, and the guards near the red tent were not very strict.
After all, other than taking a break, or there are some good ideas from above.
The rest of the time, everyone comes over at night to have fun.
As for whether the Anguo people would take the opportunity to riot, the Yi people were not worried at all.
As long as the people of Anguo dare to run out of their fixed range of activities, they will have a moving human target.
At that time, I will just practice equestrian and sword skills.
Although Song Ankang helped Jin Qing's legs to be reattached, for some unknown reason, when Jin Qing's legs grew, they turned into long and short legs.
This puzzled Jin Qing. It seemed that Song Ankang's bone-setter level was almost the same as hers!
Although her long and short legs did not limit Jin Qing's speed, her swaying walking method also made her feel quite inconvenient.
What if I vomit myself later after eating enough?
707 "Host, you have so many prosthetic limbs, just click on one for yourself."
It's amazing that after her eyes became slanted, her host's road-crazy nature was cured without any medicine.
The direction they were running in happened to be the direction of the Yi tribe's kitchen.
Unexpectedly, strabismus can cure road fever.
What's more, she didn't expect that her host had been running for so long and running so unrestrainedly without even bumping into the Yi tribe.
This luck must be at play!
However, this trick seems to be on the Yi people!
As 707 complained, Jin Qing was like a swaying wind, passing by the Yi guards and running quickly on the muddy grass.
Since it was not time for dinner, Jin Qing could only keep running as he felt.
After passing through several towering city walls, Jin Qing's footsteps suddenly stopped and he found it!
707 ""Host, why are you staring at the well? Are you going to jump down?
