The ordinary mother and son of Concubine Ji

"That's Prince Min, the youngest son of the late emperor?"

Song Ci saw the young man in gorgeous clothes slowly riding on the tall horse, and greeted the people on both sides with a smile.

He saw the falling child and stopped, jumped off his horse and bowed to the old man. He was very gentle, making the old man nowhere to let go, looking flattered.

"Prince Min went to his fiefdom at the age of six, and I have never seen him before. Now I look at him, but I am quite close to the people." Madam Gong said with praise.

Song Ci watched Prince Min get back on his horse, his eyes fell on his face, and said, "It looks a bit ordinary."

The prince's face is not as handsome as her Dalang and Baoyu. He is just as noble and elegant as her temperament, and his clothes are exquisite and noble.

If you use Song Ci's score, you will have a 70-year-old appearance and a 90-year-old temperament. As for your character, it is the character of a wealthy and leisure king.

Madam Gong: "..."

She looked at Prince Min's unpredictable face, and her mouth twitched slightly, saying that you are not a good man and no one believed him.

It seemed as if he felt someone looking at him, Prince Min looked up and met Song Ci's gaze.

Song Ci was stunned and his eyebrows jumped.

Seeing the front, his eyes touched each other. Even though the other party smiled at him and nodded slightly, Song Ci still felt a thrill in his heart.

I feel inexplicably uncomfortable and creepy.

It's evil.

Song Ci lowered her head, rubbed the back of her hand, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on her wrist.

She looked at Prince Min again, but she no longer felt that way, as if the discomfort just now was just an illusion.

"The one you are looking at is here." Madam Gong whispered to remind her at this time.

"Where?" Song Ci immediately threw the illusion he had just left and looked around.

What a good guy, a tall chariot followed Prince Min not far away, with many guards guarding him, and two rows of palace maids were walking around next to the chariot.

Song Ci thought to himself, why didn’t shed petals in the flower basket? The petal chariot is the standard for appearance.

A thin gauze curtain was hung on the chariot, and it was lifted up at this time. I could clearly see a lady in gorgeous clothes sitting upright, proudly raising her chin, and her eyes occasionally slanted to both sides of the street.

"That's Concubine Ji."

Even after seeing the portrait of Concubine Ji from the queen mother's best friend, she already had a preliminary image in her heart. However, when she saw Concubine Ji's true appearance, Song Ci still lamented the aesthetic of the late emperor.

This elegant and luxurious concubine is as round and smooth as the portrait, with a plump figure. She has a small cherry mouth painted with rouge, a pair of phoenix eyes flying slanted, with red eyes painted with red eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and exquisite flower tinsels on the center of her forehead.

To be honest, although Concubine Ji's figure is no better than that of a concubine who is generally thin, she has a graceful temperament, fair skin, and luxurious dress, and she really does not fall into the name of a noble Concubine.

"The style of Concubine Ji is really as good as that of the past." Madam Gong exclaimed.

Song Ci said: "Have you seen it?"

"I have seen this, this guy, who was favored by that time..."

"Make heaven and earth?" Song Ci was very gossipy: "Is this person domineering?"

Madam Gong said speechlessly, "Where is no one who is not domineering under her favor? It is not like to be a world-class person, but to be comparative everywhere."

She glanced at the people around her and said a little taboo, "It is not advisable to say more here, and I will talk to you in detail later."

Song Ci always wants to meet this person who is too fat, so it should be better to understand the other person's temperament.
Chapter completed!