Song Zhiyuan changed his court uniform and went to court. Along the way, he was calm and silent. In order to save time, Song Zhiqing, who was riding in the same car with him, wanted to become a transparent person and huddled in the car door so that the other party could look down on him.

Song Zhiyuan opened his eyes and his eyes shot towards his concubine's brother.

"Big, big brother." Song Zhiqing's spine became cold after a cold, and he stuttered.

Song Zhiyuan said: "I heard that your Aunt Bai is very eye-catching with Princess Xiao, so she often invites her to burn incense and enjoy the flowers?"

Song Zhiqing was stunned and replied carefully: "It's because Bai's paintings are good. He also got along with Princess Xiao's concubine's aunt in the Boudoir period. Princess Xiao also asked several times, and she was in love."

Song Zhiyuan said with a slight smile: "The filial princess is quite silly, and she is very concerned about her concubine. She can chat and laugh at a poor concubine without any pride. She is the most approachable among the many princesses. I believe that many noble ladies in the capital are not as broad as hers."

When Song Zhiqing heard this, his face was so hot that he felt like he was slapped several times.

Although Song Zhiyuan said all the words of praise, once you think about it, you will know that it has a lot of connotations.

Isn’t this a satirizing Princess Xiao’s close relationship with a mere little concubine?

In this noble family, which concubine is received by the wife in person, and the relationship is close. To put it nicely, it is approachable, but not nicely, it is self-destructive.

If she said this in front of Princess Xiao, she would be so embarrassed that she would not dare to date Bai again.

"Brother, this..."

Song Zhiyuan intercepted his words: "The flowers are gradually fascinating. When you climb to this position, you stand high, and you will have more thoughts. I can understand it even if you get tired of seeing a woman, but Bai, do you really understand this person?"

Song Zhiqing's heart skipped a beat and said, "I don't quite understand what my brother said."

Song Zhiyuan hummed and smiled without saying a word.

Song Zhiqing said: "At the beginning, I just took a fancy to Bai's kindness. Besides, Lu's family was not around... Bai gave birth to a pair of twins for me and raised them personally. This is what I saw in my eyes. Brother, Bai's family has nothing special about her. I really don't know how my mother hates her like this."

There was some resentment in this sentence.

Song Zhiyuan's eyes slashed and said, "Over the years, what kind of person is your mother? You have some understanding of how could you hate someone for no reason? Have she said half of the Shen family?"

Song Zhiqing was silent, thinking that it was not because Shen was given by the emperor?

"Do you know why the wife of Mr. Chen in front of your position is gone?"

Song Zhiqing was stunned. What is the connection with that person?

"Everyone in the world says that, including Lord Chen's obituary, they all say that Mrs. Chen suddenly had an emergency and violent illness, but the actual situation is that she was a detailed work buried by Xia in the previous dynasty."

Song Zhiqing's face turned pale.

"Mrs. Chen is still old and even the old lady of the Chen family. She is a grandmother, but her identity is very detailed. So how long has this thread been buried? Can you calculate it?" Song Zhiyuan said lightly: "A Mrs. Chen will not be the only one. Can Mrs. Chen resign and escape without knowing it. What about others?"

And you?

Song Zhiqing's goosebumps were all rising, his lips were trembling, and he said tremblingly: "Brother, who is Bai Baishi?"

"You'd better pray that she is not. If she is..." Song Zhiyuan looked at him coldly: "You are the second Lord Chen!"
Chapter completed!