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Chapter 1599 Zhou Wangfu is in chaos

The next morning, Song Ci witnessed the first marriage ceremony in the flower hall. Looking at the young couple's shy but flirting look, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Old lady, if you have a spirit in heaven, you will be relieved. This is your beloved eldest grandson. Now he is also a husband and truly shoulders the responsibility of a man. He will not be a father even if he is not sure.

The breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers blows, secreting people's hearts, as if responding to what Song Ci thought, and her smile couldn't help but be gentler and kind.

"Yesterday's wedding was very busy. I'm up early this morning. I guess you're very tired, and you haven't used breakfast, right? I don't have to come here to greet you. After sending your mother-in-law back to the yard, I'll go back to your yard to get some rest. Newly married couples need to get along more, so that their relationship will be better." Song Ci said to Song Lingsu and the others with a smile.

Guan Shuyan blushed and said with a blunt tribute: "The granddaughter-in-law is not tired."

Song Ci said: "Your filial grandmother can enjoy your future, but you can't show off. Your body is the most important thing. You will have to spread your branches and leaves for our Song family in the future."

Guan Shuyan was so embarrassed that her head was almost hanging down to her chest.

Song Lingsu glanced at her, and his ears were also a little hot.

Song Zhiyuan stood up and said, "Dad, mom, son accompanied you to have a meal at Chunhui Hall."

In order to recognize his relatives, he did not attend morning court today, and thought about going to the palace after breakfast.

"Okay." Song Ci glanced at Old Master Song, with a warning in his eyes, looking like you dare to try it.

Old Master Song was thinking about it, but when he saw this, he said, "I asked a few old friends to go to Nanyuan to have tea and listen to opera. I have eaten it."

Humph, who cares!

In order to show his status in front of his granddaughter-in-law, he shook his sleeves and left the flower hall the first time.

Song Ci curled her lips, you know what you know! Gu De

She took Song Zhiyuan's hand and slowly walked back to her courtyard, chatting with him.

"Last night, the legitimate son of the King of Zhou had acne and was in a hurry to be convulsed, but he was unable to save him and the person was gone." Song Zhiyuan said the news he received, saying, "This son is also a legitimate son. The emperor probably won't feel that he will be very happy. His son will have to enter the palace in a while."

Song Ci said in surprise: "How could it be such a coincidence? It was last night?"

Song Zhiyuan snorted and said, "This is not a coincidence. The most coincidence is that after the concubine Wen went back from our banquet, she came to the hospital for a happy pulse because of her discomfort."

Song Ci was really shocked this time.

"Is this source of information accurate?"

Song Zhiyuan nodded and said, "The Zhou royal family is in chaos. I heard that piece of meat in the concubine's belly. I am afraid that she has a reputation of being hard-working before she was born."

Without him explaining it in detail, Song Ci knew what he was referring to.

The night when the concubine was diagnosed with pregnancy, the legitimate son of the royal family disappeared. Although it was because he had acne, the mortality rate of children in ancient times was extremely high.

The legitimate son of the King of Zhou is just over one year old and two years old. He is the legendary age when he was not firm and had acne and died of premature acne. I am afraid that in the eyes of some people, it is not a strange thing.

Coincidentally, Wen Wen's concubine got pregnant on this day. The ancients believed in superstitions of gods and ghosts, and they were afraid that they would think that her child had restrained the legitimate son.

Even if it is not, Princess Zhou will nail this reputation to the child.

A mother who loses her child is the most unreasonable and can’t speak, let alone the matter of status.
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