Chapter 4 My head hurts, my chest is stuffy

Song Ci was tortured to a great extent.

"Dalang, I'm awake. You can rest assured. Let's go back. I want to rest. Madam Gong, please let them go out and don't work here."

If she continues to act with them like this, she may be in trouble, so it is better to slow down.

Old Master Song couldn't stand Song Ci's pretentious appearance and snorted: "Darang came back to see you as soon as he came out of court. You still don't appreciate it. Are you, the older you get, the more you will be unable to do it?"

Song Ci glared at him: "Why are you still here!"

What she didn't like most now was this fat old man. Why did he become happier and hug him as he grows older and hug him from both sides?

"Oh, why can't I be here in your room? I'm your man!" Old Master Song said with a sneer and was about to sit down.

Song Ci sneered in her heart and immediately covered her chest and looked painful: "Oh, my head hurts and my chest is stuffy, I'm afraid it won't work."

Swish swish swish swish.

Everyone's eyes fell on Old Master Song.

Old Master Song's face turned green.

Song Ci glanced at him provocatively, "Little Mock, I can't do it anymore?"

"Dad, you just came back from the village. Let's go back to the yard to wash and rest, right? My son will take you back." Song Zhiyuan immediately helped Mr. Song to take him out.

The eldest lady also said in a good manner: "Dad, I'm asking the kitchen to make your favorite pinefish, and your house is fragrant every day."

The old man Song was a little shameless when he was turned around by everyone, but when he saw Song Ci's pale and blue face and gray hair, he thought of her temperament, he curled his lips and said loudly: "I'll give you a face, old lady, you have to take care of me. As soon as Dalang became the prime minister, you're going to be dead. Do you think your son's life is too good? It's not easy for him to be a prime minister. This stool hasn't been hot yet, so you can't worry..."

Song Ci's eyes looked at Old Master Song coldly, and then at the people in the room.

So that's the case. She was afraid that she would die, so Song Zhiyuan wanted Ding You to be filial and thought that her husband really cared about her.

Seeing that the old man was in trouble again, Song Zhiyuan hurriedly carried him out.

The room was quiet in vain.

Madam Gong gave a wink at Hongyou and looked at them quitting one after another, and then whispered: "Madam, don't be angry, the old man has the same temperament and has no bad intentions. He is also worried about you. How many years have you been with a husband and wife?"

"I know." Song Ci pulled the corner of her mouth perfunctorily and said, "I'm tired, you go back."

Madam Gong hurriedly served her and lay down, and plucked the incense burning in the gilded three-legged incense burner in the room. She saw Song Ci close her eyes before walking out.

Feeling that everyone had left, Song Ci opened her eyes, sat up on the bed with her hands, pressed her chest, and frowned.

Logically speaking, everyone here is strangers to her, and she should not have any feelings for her, but when she heard what Mr. Song said just now, her depression in her heart rose up and almost broke out on the spot.

Until now, she still feels unwilling, and her unhappiness is chilling in her heart.

This is not the sensory emotion she should have, so is it the residual will of the original owner?

Song Ci shivered and murmured, "If it were me, I would be unwilling to be unwilling. Finally, I became the noble old Fengjun, but I was extremely happy and sad. Is you really miserable."

There was no answer in the air, and only a breeze blew, waving up the gauze tent beside the bed.

Song Ci pursed her lips and continued, "I don't think you're really happy to see your grandpa who is rising to the top but is lucky enough to worry. Since I'm here for you, I will definitely live for you for a few more years, and your body will also make me more proud."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a slight slight on her body and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Chapter completed!