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Song Ci turned black as soon as she got on the carriage. This flower-watching banquet was really awful.

"I wouldn't have come if I had known."

Madam Gong showed a look of indescribable expression: "Reasonable to say you are not here, if you weren't bored."

Song Ci: "..."

Blame me.

Well, it’s really my fault. According to my identity, there is no need to go to a fifth-rank official’s house to appreciate the flowers. When she goes, she will give the Bai family a thumbs up.

As a result, she became idle and disgusted herself.

Song Ci racked his brains and said for a while: "If you don't come, I don't know that King Zhou is so doggy. You can see that he doesn't even want to let go of a child."

Madam Gong: "..."

She was not without a wink, and she had been in the palace for many years, so she naturally didn't miss the calculating look of King Zhou.

Yes, which prince doesn’t want to look forward to the Song family’s connection?

Song Ruwei is only nine years old this year. She said she was young, but she couldn't stand those six years and was a good time.

"The world is full of money for profit, please take a look." Madam Gong said in a gentle voice: "It's not that he can get it if he likes you, but it depends on you and the prime minister."

Song Ci lowered her eyes and said lightly: "Actually, the most important thing is her parents."

Madam Gong fell silent and thought of the third master and the third wife. If she knew that her daughter had the opportunity to fly to the branch and enter the royal family, would she seize it?

"You don't have to talk about this to Lu, don't say anything about it," Song Ci said again.

Madam Gong raised her eyebrows, didn't say anything?

Song Ci: "Weil will tell her."

Then we will know what Lu's attitude is.

The carriage slowly stopped at the east corner of the prime minister's mansion. When he got off the car, he saw an old lady rushing out. His eyes lit up when he saw Song Ci.

"Madam, you are back home. I am now ordering you to Bai Mansion to invite you."

Song Ci: "What happened?"

"It was the second lady who started the act. The eldest lady ordered the old slave to welcome you back to the house. I never thought that you had arrived at the house."

Song Ci was shocked and immediately walked in with Madam Gong's hand, and then said loudly to Song Ruwei behind him: "Wei'er, go back to the yard by yourself."

After leaving this sentence, he rushed to Liuting Pavilion.

In Liuting Pavilion, Mrs. Song was in charge of command, but the servants in the courtyard were not busy and in a mess, and they were completely organized, just that someone was really a shock.

"Second brother, why don't you go to the study outside to wait or sit down? You are shaking around and making my eyes dizzy."

Song Zhicheng rubbed his hands and said, "Sister-in-law, my wife is giving birth to a baby for me. What do I think of running away? No, I have to be here to accompany her."

"Then you sit down and stop wandering."

Song Zhicheng couldn't sit well. He came to the delivery room window and stretched his ears over without a sound. He couldn't help but feel anxious: "Ying Niang, are you okay? Why is there no sound? I'm just outside, don't be afraid."

Jiang, who was holding back the pain inside, heard it, and was both angry and funny, saying, "Get out of here, don't interfere with me."

Song Zhicheng heard a sound and grinned: "I won't get out, I'm here."

When Lu came out of the delivery room, he felt a soreness in his heart when he saw his second uncle who was full of worry.

"Second brother, you will be distracted by your second sister-in-law here. Why not sit in the yard, this is not that fast."

"It's okay, I'm here, I don't make a sound."

"You don't make a sound, you're here. The servants are afraid of seeing you, so they can go there." Song Ci arrived and happened to hear her second son say this. He quickly stepped forward and glared at him.
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