The pillow is blowing

Bai Shuilian kept comforting Song Zhiqing's anger and quickly calmed down the man's anger.

"Sanlang, does King Xiao really like Zhihui? My aunt doesn't want to do this, what should I do? Will King Xiao hold a grudge against you?"

Song Zhiqing smiled confidently: "How is this possible? The princes are fighting in a lively manner now, and they are all trying to win over the ministers. It's too late for King Xiao to win over me, so how could he hold a grudge against me? Otherwise, you think he really likes Zhihui?"

However, because Zhihui is also connected to the Song family and her in-laws, her father is also an official from the fifth rank. Don’t underestimate these fifth ranks. It is also a watershed. If you have a good position, you can achieve great things.

There are only so many officials. Except for some real royalists, the rest must be won by snatching and winning over. Whether it is to release good intentions or marrying, this is all a way to win over.

"Actually, King Xiao is not bad. He is handsome and gentle. The most important thing is that he occupies the position of chief. I don't know what government affairs are, but I have heard the saying that he is the chief. If he really becomes the crown prince in the future, even if he is a concubine, then wait... in his backyard, wouldn't he be a concubine?" Bai Shuilian's voice was low.

Song Zhiqing's eyes flashed lightly and said, "You are saying it very well, but unfortunately this idiot can't understand it. He only looks at the benefits in front of him, not the long-term."

"Don't blame her, what can she, a woman in the back home, know? I can only say that everyone has their own ambitions." Bai Shuilian sighed.

Song Zhiqing snorted coldly.

Bai Shuilian pushed him and said angrily: "Don't worry anymore. You are just an uncle. Can you really go beyond the other person's mother to interfere in the niece's marriage? You are not your own daughter."

Song Zhiqing said without thinking: "If it weren't for the wrong age, would it be her turn?"

Bai Shuilian was shocked and pretended to be a joke: "Look at what you said, if you are right, would you marry Wei'er?"

"Why can't it?"

"Madam won't allow it."

"What do women in the back home know? Their hair is long and their knowledge is short. Oh, I'm not talking about you, there is no woman who is smarter than you." Song Zhiqing hugged her and sipped in the fragrance.

Bai Shuilian spat shyly: "You are so inappropriate." She leaned her head on his shoulder and whispered: "Actually, I think this is not right now, it's good."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

Bai Shuilian looked up slightly and said, "If you ask, then I will say it, but I can't say it well, so you won't be allowed to laugh at me."

"You said that."

"Look, now the princes and the emperor don't know who they want to establish. They are still waiting and watching. In two years, they may be determined." Bai Shuilian said softly: "If you establish your eldest son, will the third lady be at the right age for a few more years?"

Song Zhiqing's heart moved, he thought for a while, and laughed and said, "My Lian'er is indeed smart, and this is true."

"I'll talk about this in front of you, that is, you'll be clear in your heart." Bai Shuilian snorted, drew his fingers on his chest, and said in a faint voice: "I just hope that our room will be good without urging others. Sanlang, you are extremely talented and no one else. If you bet the right treasure in the future, who is urging others may be!"

This really touched Song Zhiqing's heart. His eyes were cold and distant, and he licked his lips and said, "There will be a day."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!