: Being a big white

Why is the mood like a roller coaster? Mrs. Song understood that if she was from modern times, then she would be like a ten-ring roller coaster ride and was dizzy.

When she heard that the prime minister was assassinated, she fell to the ground with a heartache. When she woke up, she heard that he was fine and before she could completely breathe, she was told that she had it.

After she had been conditioning for more than a year, she was disappointed every month. Seeing that the year had passed, the time she had agreed with Song Zhiyuan was about to give up, but she suddenly told her that she was pregnant.

But a few days after her daughter lost her child, she had it. What fate was this?

However, before she could be happy, she was poured into a basin of ice water by her head, which made her feel cold. Her unstable fetus might not be preserved.

Mrs. Song was very nervous. She finally waited for it, but was it dangerous?

She was so scared that she almost knelt in front of Lin Qing and begged her to protect her.

If Song Ci hadn't said she shouldn't be in a big way and was suitable for bed, she might have been kneeling down.

While giving her an injection, Lin Qing comforted her: "It is not easy to conceive at your age. You must keep a happy mood. Being depressed is not good for the baby. I will give you an injection every day, and you have to take a few months of pregnancy relief medicine. Can you protect this baby? How about we give it to God?"

Mrs. Song didn't dare to say anything, and nodded like pounding garlic: "I listen to you."

Song Ci looked around and thought, it was only then that he could see Gu's well-behaved as a child, and indeed the offspring was her weakness.

Look, Song Zhiyuan's injuries were thrown aside.

No matter what, it is a happy event to add children in the mansion and it is worth being happy.

Seeing that she calmed down, Song Ci said, "Since you have to be in bed and protect your pregnancy in the past few months, you can take the lead in the middle class of the mansion for the time being. Leave it to Jiang and Lu. I think they can stand alone. Together, they can manage this family for you. I will take over it when it’s convenient for you."

Mrs. Song said a little embarrassedly: "If my mother doesn't say it, I also want to ask my mother and two younger siblings to take care of her."

Song Ci glared: "I am old, my arms and legs, I don't care, Jiang and the others can do it."

"Then I can only worry about them." Mrs. Song smiled.

Jiang sneezes twice on the way back to the main courtyard, and couldn't help but put the cloak together, feeling a premonition of something bad.

Sure enough, when I came to Mrs. Song's bedroom, I heard two news.

My sister-in-law has it, so it’s a joy to congratulate her.

The eldest sister-in-law wants to protect her fetus, and she and Lu temporarily give it to her.

Jiang's: "..."

Can you refuse?

She just wants to have a female control every day.

When Jiang thought that the end of the year was approaching, it was the time when the most things happened. In this huge mansion, people were in contact with each other. Oh my God, her brain was full of pain!

There was news that the eldest lady was happy at the main courtyard, as if a heart-wrenching injection was shot in the prime minister's house. It seemed that the prime minister was injured was not a big deal.

Look, when Song Zhiyuan was protected by the guards and entered the mansion, a guard guard came forward happily and bowed.

"Congratulations to the Prime Minister, the eldest lady is happy!"

Song Zhiyuan's face turned black, and he almost dragged the servant to spank. When he was assassinated, he said congratulations, but he was disgusted with his life.

Oh, what if the eldest lady is happy...

pregnant?

Song Zhiyuan blinked, his feet stopped shaking, and his hands stopped hurting. He immediately spread his legs and walked towards the main courtyard.

Song Zhicheng just caught an imperial physician and took the man to death when he saw this and hurriedly chased him.

A certain imperial physician: Who will save his old bones? If you fall back, you will fall apart!
Chapter completed!