Please give me a grace

When a person is stroked with hair, he will naturally feel comfortable in body and mind. Empress Dowager Wang is no exception. She is stroked and laughs like a chrysanthemum in front of her eyes, and she will lose her depression.

The palace maids and eunuchs who followed each other all exclaimed secretly that the one who could make the Empress Dowager the most happy was probably this Mrs. Song. She was so proud that she could still be so unremarkable and so natural.

Song Ci looked at the admiring expressions of the palace maids and eunuchs, and thought to himself that he had been in vain. He had been practicing his mouth.

The two noble men sat on the rain-watching pavilion and each brought tea to drink.

"As autumn begins, I see that the year is almost over." Empress Dowager Wang sighed softly.

Song Ci also looked at a ginkgo tree that had begun to turn yellow and said, "Yes, life is so fast."

In the blink of an eye, she has been in this other world for three years. I don’t know how long she can exist in this world?

Song Ci suddenly looked a little lonely.

"Empress, can I ask you for something?"

Empress Dowager Wang was a little surprised and turned her head: "Why do you need to ask for a mourning family?"

"It's nothing. If I leave in the future, the Empress will look at our past relationship and protect my little boys." Song Ci said with a smile.

Empress Dowager Wang frowned and put down the teacup, saying, "Okay, why did you say such an unlucky thing? But what are you feeling uncomfortable? Eunuch Li, I went to the Imperial Hospital to invite the Imperial Doctor to come over and help the Imperial Lady with a safe meridian."

Song Ci quickly stopped her: "I'm not seriously injured. In my daily life, the doctor next to me comes to help me with my pulse twice a day. It's okay. If you call the Imperial Doctor, wouldn't it scare people?"

She shook her head at Eunuch Li again and continued to say to Empress Dowager Wang: "Are you planning ahead? Are you asking you for grace first? After all, I'm almost a long time ago, so I may not be able to say that day..."

"The Ai family doesn't like to listen to these words, it's unlucky, so don't say them again." Empress Dowager Wang reached out and covered Song Ci's mouth.

Song Ci smiled, pulled her hand down, and said, "Okay, if you don't say it, don't say it, then I think you agree."

Queen Mother Wang: “…”

No, I have to let the Imperial Hospital go to Song Mansion to help me with my meridian every day.

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Hall of Care for Heart.

Emperor Chu looked at the fat white Dan brother and asked in surprise: "Is he really difficult to give birth when he was born? I see that he is very strong and does not look like the weak to give birth."

Song Zhiyuan was upset and took his son from him and said, "It's all up to his grandmother. His request for raising this child is so nitpicking."

That kind of meticulousness is even more delicate than raising a girl. He obviously grew up with mud when he was a child.

"Just be fine, it's not that there is no need for the family." Emperor Chu said with a smile: "But I think the lady can raise her roughly. Didn't she say that the rough-raising children can grow longer?"

"My mother's idea is the same for a while. I saw that she made up some stories and asked her to draw some pictures, so that the girls could read it to her brother." Song Zhiyuan hugged her son and stumbled her a few times, and then saw the little thing yawning, and said, "He is going to sleep, Master, please see?"

Emperor Chu waved his hand: "Send it back to the Grandma's side. It's obvious that you are nervous. Those who don't know think it's your grandson."

Song Zhiyuan asked Madam Gong to take the child away, and then said to Emperor Chu: "I am so old that I have no grandson, so I naturally like this old son. I am not like you, and I have only a few grandsons."

"Oh, is this sour smell sour? Since I want to hold my grandson, your eldest son should be settled, right?" Emperor Chu asked with a smile on his smile on his dragon throne.
Chapter completed!