Hearing the name of Princess Zhou, Wen Zishan's smile was light, but she still replied politely: "The young prince has been in love these days, and the princess is worried and takes care of herself, but she can't leave. This concubine accompanied the prince to the banquet."

"So that's the case. The most cautious time for flowers is not careless at all. It is also difficult for Princess Zhou to take care of herself. It is considered to be a loving son." Song Ci sighed.

"No. It's also not that I have never been a mother. As the saying goes, it hurts my child's body and hurts my mother's heart. This child has a mess, and he can't feel at ease when he is a mother. I wish I could suffer that hard for him. Princess Zhou is also full of kindness and loving heart." Someone sighed.

Wen Zishan's smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and her hands on her knees curled up.

This person is connoting her.

She has been in the royal palace for more than a year, but she has not yet become a mother and there is no good news. However, her little days this month are two days late.

Wen Zishan subconsciously touched her abdomen.

When Song Ci saw this move, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Is there any movement or express regret?

Today is the happy day for the Song Prime Minister's Mansion. Even if the concubine heard that she was coming, no one deliberately asked to say something bad to avoid the Song family's dislike. They started to greet each other again, until the time passed and the dowry came in.

"It's boring to sit, let's go and see the dowry." Someone suggested.

Song Ci smiled and said, "Go all, you all go."

After all the people left, Song Ci also went back to her house to change clothes, and did not forget to instruct Madam Gong: "Then the concubine Wen came, and people would pay more attention. I don't know if there was any movement on her body. Don't bump into her, so as not to hinder our house."

Madam Gong said in surprise: "If there is any movement, she won't come, right?"

If there is any movement, it is definitely not a firm place. If you are participating in such a big joy, some people are wary of conflict.

"Who knows what she thinks? Anyway, we don't feel embarrassed, it's only her who is embarrassed." Song Ci smiled faintly. Gu Chao.

That's too.

...

In order to make the son and the couple live a wider life, and Guan Shuyan's dowry was also generous, Mrs. Song asked Song Zhiyuan for instructions, and even demolished the walls of the yard next to the yard and merged it into the yard, which doubled the size of the yard.

As the youngest daughter of the Duke's Mansion, Guan Shuyan's dowry was 136, and each one was full of squeezing her hands. Now she is open in a specially-opened courtyard, and there are people guarding her around her. She is so dazzling that she can see it, both admiring and envious.

"After all, he is a noble girl from the Duke's Mansion, and is from a noble family. This dowry is really generous. The Song family's blessing is really good."

"Not." Someone glanced at Concubine Wen and said in a low voice: "In the past, the Song family also wanted to be another family. In this way, Miss Guan was better, tsk."

The man probably also had some rift with the Wen family, covered his mouth and smiled, and said, "Is there something you haven't heard before? This is called "Sai Weng lost his horse and lost his horse."

“Geeh.”

The voice of the conversation fell into the ears of Mrs. Wen and her daughter, and both of them had a hot face.

Wen Zishan clenched the handkerchief in her hand and bit her lips gently, with a hint of humiliation in her eyes.

Mrs. Wen's slightly cold voice came into her eardrums.

"You shouldn't have come, and it's just a shame to yourself when you come."
Chapter completed!