C269 Middle impaction

Song Qingyu was astonished. He raised his eyes to look at Immersed Yan Ping, his eyes filled with confusion. "Cake …"

Just as he was about to speak, his face instantly flushed red. He scratched his head and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Perhaps Sir Li's preferences are different from ordinary people's, so he doesn't like to eat. Since this subordinate sent it back, this subordinate couldn't help but taste it …"

He immediately lowered his head in shame.

Upon hearing this, Ah Wan widened her eyes in shock. She looked at the tall young man and could not help but scold him. "This is for Sir Li …"

Chen Yuping was already ashamed, but after being scolded by Ye Ci, she felt even more ashamed.

"I... I'll give the doctor the same good pastries another day. "

Ah Wan said exasperatedly, "Can we compare the others? "This took the doctor an entire afternoon …"

Song Qing interrupted A-Wan with a smile, "So that's how it is. I was surprised that he would eat the pastries I gave him." Since Master Chen liked the pastries, he would often come to the palace in the future. "Coincidentally, I also plan on making some pastries and sending them to the Phoenix Nest Palace today, so Master Chen came over to check on us."

When Immersed Yan Ping heard this, his face flushed red with embarrassment. "What Lord Chen? I'm just a errand boy beside Lord Li. Doctor Li can just call me Immersed Yan Ping." However, Miss Song's cooking skills were really good. I also think it's a pity that Lord Li doesn't eat and still wants to throw it away. "

As soon as his words fell, he raised his eyes and looked at his words seriously. Suddenly, he thought of the people beside Lieutenant Li. They were all officials of at least the fifth rank.

In addition, the name Immersed Yan Ping did sound a bit familiar. It seemed to be Senior Qian Hu …

A'Wan, who had originally thought of herself as a errand runner, now regretted what she had just said. This was simply disrespectful.

Song Qingyu stopped and turned around to look at Immersed Yan Ping, "Throw it away?"

Song Qingyu remembered that he had said he would return it, and now he was saying he would throw it away. No matter which one it was, he shouldn't have just returned it today.

When Immersed Yan Ping heard this, he thought to himself, "If the Song Division's doctor knew that such a good pastry was found, not only would Lord Li dislike it, but it would also stir up a mess. How sad would the Song Division's doctor be?"

Doctor Song, who was a gentle person, also prepared pastries.

In the end, Song Qingyu's hand was still short, and Chen Yiping felt that Song Qingyu was really good. "I said the wrong thing. It was only because Lord Li didn't like this taste that he got me to send it back."

Song Qingyu did not continue to ask when he saw that Chen Yiping was so sure.

Please enter the Huazhe Temple with a calm tone. Song Qing originally wanted to let him wait at the Guest Hall and prepare the pastries for himself. Just as he entered the courtyard, he saw several people standing in front of his own house.

Yang Ziru saw Song Qingyu and immediately walked forward.

"Song Qingyu, no matter how poor my sister is, she is still a member of our Yang Family. I know that your Song Family is now big, and Lord Song is also a popular person by the emperor's side. But you can't go that far, even to the empress's orders. You dare to disobey! "

He angrily raised his hand to hit Song Qingyu.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yiping was slightly surprised at first, but when he reacted to stop them.

Song Qingyu had already gripped Yang Ziru's wrist steadily.

Before Yang Ziru's hand could hit her, it was sent flying away by Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu's expression did not waver as he turned around and looked at Yang Ziru calmly, "Miss Yang, I am indeed the Imperial Palace's Doctor of Imperial Physician, but I am not your sister's Doctor of Imperial Physician. Do you think that I can go against Concubine Chen's orders and take care of your sister when the Imperial Concubine Chen requests for your pulse? Moreover, Fang Si Doctor has already gone. If I were to go again, how will my Imperial Concubine Chen's reputation stand? "

Yang Zi Ru felt that something was amiss, "No, you are obviously looking down on my sister. I heard yesterday that you still wanted to feed poison to my big sister.

Song Qingyu's eyes changed slightly as a layer of darkness covered his bright eyes.

A'Wan immediately glared at the palace maids around her. "Who's spouting such evil words at you?"

As she spoke, Ah Wan immediately walked to Yang Zi Ru's side and smiled, "Miss Yang, you must have misunderstood, my master would not have such a malicious heart. Your servant must have thought that there was a misunderstanding. Furthermore, so many doctors were here yesterday, even if they were helped by the Imperial Physician, there would still be no place for them, right? "

Yang Zi Ru turned her head and glared at Ah Wan, "You dog of a slave, do you really need to shout like that?"

After being scolded by Yang Zi Ru, Ah Wan lowered her head, "My apologies, Miss Yang, this servant spoke too much." As Ah Wan spoke, she lowered her eyes and retreated back to Song Qingyu's side.

Song Qingyu cast a sidelong glance at A'Wan before turning to Yang Ziru. "Miss Yang is the empress's guest, and is also a daughter of a famous family. You should know the rules of the palace." This was the storage palace, not a place where Miss Yang could decide on her own. "Ah Wan, see our guest out."

Hearing that, Yang Zi Ru did not care about her face, "If I don't leave, Song Qingyu, if you don't treat my elder sister well, I won't leave." I will stay with you and let everyone in your palace know that you are a vicious person. Today, I am here. Tomorrow, the entire palace will know about you, Song Qingyu. At most, I will just throw away my face. "

Song Qingyu cast a sidelong glance at Yang Ziru. It was not proper for a lady of a noble family to make such a ruckus.

A'Wan looked at Song Qingyu with a troubled expression, "What should we do with the Imperial Physician?"

Song Qingyu swept a glance at Yang Ziru and laughed coldly, "Let's go and cause trouble for her. When she's tired of causing trouble, find two people to throw her out."

Hearing that, Yang Zi Ru's eyes widened, she immediately ran towards Song Qing Yu's house, as though she was running to Song Qing Yu's house.

Just as he took a step forward, a steel sword suddenly blocked his path.

Looking ahead, it was a young man from the God's Army who came with Song Qing and Yu. Looking at the young man's clothes, he saw that the sleeves of his clothes were inlaid with orange lines. This was a medium official position in the Army of God.

No matter how weak he was, he was still a third-rate guard.

This was a person Yang Ziru did not dare to offend.

When Yang Zi Ru saw the iron sword, her legs started to tremble, "Sir, you might have made a mistake, the one you should be grabbing is that guy over here."

Yang Ziru looked at Song Qingyu.

Chen Yanping kept looking at Yang Ziru, giving her a way out, "Miss Yang, since the Song Clan's doctor has already sent out the guest removal order, please head back this way."

Yang Zhiru had originally been frightened by Immersion, but upon hearing it, she immediately turned around and obediently left along the path it indicated.

Chen Yanping bowed towards Song Qingyu and sent Yang Ziru off.

The courtyard quieted down, and a few imperial doctors and palace maids retreated back into the house. Song Qingyu's gaze turned slightly, and when he turned around, he glanced at the house across the street, only to see that there were a few familiar Imperial Physicians talking about something.