Chapter 62 Is this my mortal enemy I don’t deal with?

Lin Qing was arranged to live in Muzhu Xiaozhai, not far from Chunhui Hall. In addition to a maid named Sang'er she brought, Mrs. Song also sent two maids over there.

Originally, Mrs. Song wanted to assign two more maids to serve her, but Lin Qing liked Jing and didn't like too many people around her. Moreover, she was used to having only Sang'er around her, so she refused.

Lin Qing doesn’t have many cages, and only a few sets of clothes. Apart from a medicine box, it’s just a few precious medical books. The luggage can be said to be minimalist.

Just as Sang'er put his luggage in, Lin Qing sat on the Luohan bed in front of the window, holding her cheeks and staring at Cuizhu outside the window in a daze.

"Master, do you want to take a rest?" Sang'er walked over and asked respectfully.

Lin Qing turned around and said with a smile: "No need, go and take the medical book I read during the day and I will continue reading it. Then you go and take a break. When the lady comes back, we have to go to see the ceremony."

Sang'er: "I'm not tired, I'll make tea for you."

Lin Qing touched her head: "Be good, go and rest."

Sang'er nodded and turned around and left. After a moment, she brought a tray back, put the tea and a plate of small dots on it, and put the tea on the kang table. She took the medical book and delivered it to Lin Qing's hand. Then she sat down on the Luohan bed at her feet, tilted her head and fell asleep.

Lin Qing was speechless when she saw this, but she didn't say anything to let her leave. She just touched her hair with her hand and read the medical book.

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Mrs. Song saw her parents' sister-in-law away, looked at the prescription in her hand, pursed her lips, and handed it to Mother Fang.

"Mom Fang, you went to pick up the medicine for this prescription and suffered it myself."

Mother Fang took it and said, "Madam, do you really want to take this recipe?"

In the past, she had taken a lot of prescriptions to give birth to another child, but she never got pregnant again. If she still had no use to eat it, wouldn’t she be disappointed again?

Mrs. Song nodded: "It's okay to give it a try. They are all prescriptions for body conditioning. They can't be bad. Dr. Lin also gave me some medicinal food and went back to do it."

"Just afraid..."

"I know what you mean, it's just that you're afraid of having a job in vain again. In fact, it's useless. I've been here for so many years. If so, it's an unexpected surprise, what's your mother?"

Fang's mother smiled: "That's true. The old slave is not as clear as the wife."

Mrs. Song sighed: "What's the point? I'll get used to it after being disappointed for a long time." She didn't say much about this topic and said: "Go and prepare, the lady and the others should be back home soon."

Mother Fang bent her knees and responded to the arrangement.

At this time, Song Ci had just come out of a garment workshop and was about to take her granddaughters into the car and go home, but someone called her to stop her.

"Old sister, it's really you."

Song Ci turned her head and the maids scattered. An old woman wearing a hidden blue dress, a golden hairpin on her head and a jade beaded neck held the maid's hand and looked at her with a smile.

Another one that I don't recognize.

Song Ci turned his head and looked at Madam Gong. Seeing this, the latter was about to mention something, but then he heard Song Ci ask: "Is this a mortal enemy that is not dealing with or is it a good deal?"

Madam Gong smiled and said softly: "Good contacts are good, the grandmother of the Minister of Works, Mr. Wei."

When Song Ci heard this, he felt relieved. He would be fine. He smiled and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Old sister, I am just my sister. What a coincidence, you are in good health."

Mrs. Wei: “…”

Why did this greeting make a weird fight?
Chapter completed!