Chapter 507 Song Ci: Let the hero be more violent

It’s not a family, it’s not a family.

The bold words of the brothers of Song Lingsu and others to Qi Zhen (the threat of sharpening the knife) reached Song Ci and others, which made Song Ci very happy and sighed that he was the ancestor.

Oh, this ancestor is naturally her. One of Song Ci's classic quotes, it's so sarcastic and beautiful!

Brothers should be like this, and there are few girls in the Song family. They treat their cousins ​​as marriages, which is great, which also gives the married aunts great confidence.

After all, you rely on your parents at home, and you need to rely on your parents’ father and brothers when you get married!

If we come up with one family and one family, we can support each other. Why worry about the family’s family being prosperous and the family being prosperous?

Song Ci was very satisfied with the little boys. No matter what color the boys’ hearts are, whether they are black or white, whether they are frontal or side, they can protect their sisters. This is also the responsibility that the Song family should have.

When Song Ruqi learned that it was a laugh and scolding but was very moved. It was all her younger brothers, and her confidence in the future!

The parents, Song Zhiyuan, was also very satisfied. When he mentioned this satisfaction to his wife, each person's share was added half a percentage.

When a child is old and has his own opinions, he naturally cannot be short of money. After all, it is easy to do things with money. Whether it is in diplomatic social engagements or inquiries about information to enrich your information resources, you can only take advantage of money everywhere, right?

Everyone was very happy.

With such joy, Song Ci dragged Lin Qing and a few serving people around him to live in Dingbei Prince's Mansion with Song Zhiyu and the others.

Dingbei Palace covers a vast area, with lakes, hills, pavilions and towers, and because it is large, there are few masters, and many palaces and courtyards are closed.

Because it's not necessary.

Song Ci, a rustic outsider, couldn't say anything, saying that he was inhumane.

This is simply a super luxury manor. You have to rely on cars and sedans wherever you go. There are only two or three masters in such a large manor.

"So arrogant!"

Song Ci held the tea and looked at the exquisite patterns carved on the windowsill, hoping to hold down the windows and take them away.

She enjoyed the world of rich people!

"The princess is intent. The layout of this bedroom is basically the same as that of Chunhui Hall. You don't have to worry about not being able to sleep with a bed." Madam Gong said with a smile.

Song Ci smiled and said, "Can't sleep? It doesn't exist!"

She was in the entertainment industry in her previous life and often rushed to inform her that staying up late is common, and she is also confused day and night. She has long been able to learn the ability to sleep anytime and anywhere.

Even when the crew is waiting, she can hurry up and go to bed in seconds. There is no way, there is too little time for sleeping.

So if you can't sleep, you won't appear in her dictionary, especially in this royal palace. Look at this Cixin Hall, is the layout not luxurious and comfortable enough or not exquisite enough?

The answers are all no.

This arrogant aura hits her face, and she says it’s very comfortable!

Oh, do you want to say she is vulgar?

Just say that, she is born a vulgar person, let the heroic spirit be more violent, she can bear it!

Song Ci smiled and picked up the exquisite gilded hollow incense burner on the kang table and played with it in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Madam, the steward of the royal palace and the supervisor of the inner courtyard are here to greet you." Hongyou came in and reported.

"Please come in."

Hongyou moved away and invited both managers in. The two of them knelt when they saw Song Ci.

"No need to be too polite, get up and talk." Song Ci raised his hand with a smile.

The butler Fang Geng is an old man next to Dingbei King. He used to be on the battlefield. He just lame his foot and returned to the royal palace to become the butler, managing the affairs of the royal palace in the capital.

Perhaps he has been living a pampered life for many years, and his body is a little fat, with a round face, and he looks very harmless whenever he smiles with others, but those eyes that occasionally pass by will tell you that it is all illusions.

This person has a slippery heart!
Chapter completed!