Chapter 70

Although Song Ci's voice is as legal as ever, there is no way to ignore the strong confidence in the words.

However, Song Ci did have a reason to be confident. The military power held by the Zhou family behind him was the strong backing of his crime.

Princess Zhou was silent for a moment, and did not make any comment on this matter. She just quietly touched Song Ci's now very generous shoulder.

"Do everything you want to do," Zhou Fei said word by word. "I can give you all the support you want."

Song Ci slowly stood upright. The corner of the mouth raised high, looking around the eyes is very warm.

Soon, he seemed to suddenly think of something, with a bit of a bad smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mother concubine," Song Ci whispered, "then you will support me to marry Zhou ruo'an home."

Zhou Fei's expression changed. She looked at him angrily and helplessly and asked, "do you like Zhou ruo'an like that?"

Song Ci didn't know what to like or what to do when he liked a person. When he heard such a culture, he didn't know how to answer it.

He was quiet for a long time, gently shook his head, denied, "mother Princess misunderstood, I don't like her."

"Oh?" Zhou FeiMeng sat up straight and looked at Song Ci as if she believed or not, "are you serious?"

Song Ci felt guilty for a moment, but he soon adjusted.

He quietly returned to his original position, gently nodded, explained, "just because marrying Zhou ruo'an is the most suitable choice for me."

Concubine Zhou raised her head and motioned him to go on.

"Zhou ruo'an has two identities. First, she is the daughter of her uncle. If her children's ministers marry each other, the relationship between them will become closer and closer."

"Second, Zhou ruo'an is good at military training. Such a character can never fall into the hands of King Ning!"

Song Ci's theory is well founded, and it seems that there is no selfish intention at all.

Zhou Fei nodded slowly and put forward her doubts without hesitation.

"Your uncle's daughter is not only Zhou ruo'an, but Zhou Ruoyan's identity should be more suitable, not to mention military training," Princess Zhou sneered, and did not hide her disdain for Zhou ruo'an. "She is just a little girl who no one loves. Where did she learn military training?"

"Cousin Yan..." Song Ci was silent for a while, and some of them threw Zhou Ruoyan's picture out of their mind. "Cousin Yan is a little more innocent, and I'm afraid it's not suitable for the life in the palace."

"Do you know her?" Zhou Fei asked, without giving Song Ci any chance to think, "if you don't understand, where do you know his innocence?"

Song Ci tightly pursed his lips and stood in the same place without saying a word.

"Mother Princess!" Song Ci accentuated his voice and exclaimed, "don't be like this, like this In a word, my father and I have already made a marriage agreement. Under the imperial edict, we have no chance to change it. My cousin and I have no chance at all. "

Because of Zhou Fei's identity, Song Ci couldn't say anything too ugly, but he was helpless for his entanglement.

Although Song Ci swallowed the unspoken words, Zhou Fei already understood his evaluation of himself. His lips quivered, his eyes blinked, and his tears rolled down.

The imperial concubine of Zhou wiped the corner of her eyes, turned her head, and said in a quiet low voice, "now that you have grown up and have your own ideas, I won't ask any more."

Song Ci didn't expect to make the relationship between the two so serious. He pursed his lips, his expression was embarrassed, but he didn't have much regret in his eyes.

As Zhou Fei said, Song Ci has already taken the job, and has long been an independent adult. He has his own ideas, his own thoughts, and his own preferences.

After standing quietly for a long time, Song Ci only felt embarrassed by the surrounding atmosphere. He unconsciously lifted his toes, trying to divert his attention by this action.

At the beginning, Zhou Feifei pretended to cry. She wanted to make Song Ci take the initiative to soften up. She didn't expect that this kind of embarrassing atmosphere had resulted. She was really a little frustrated.

In the end is adult, don't like their own finger painting also have feelings can be original, Zhou imperial concubine sighed a, thought in the heart.

She wiped the corners of her eyes, and could not see any crying appearance except that her eyes were slightly ruddy.

"Huang'er," cried concubine Zhou softly, "I know there is a gap in your heart, so do as you want."

Song Ci unconsciously widened his eyes, and his eyes quickly crossed a trace of accident.

"Mother, do you agree?" Song Ci asked in a low voice.

Zhou Fei gave him a hard look and complained, "now that the imperial edict has been issued, I don't agree. What can I do?"

Feel each other looking at their own warm eyes, Zhou Fei slightly raised the corners of her lips, looking at Zhou Fei's eyes are full of moving.

"Don't listen to those servant girls chewing their tongue," Song Ci advised. "When I have time, I will tell her everything about Zhou ruo'an."Zhou Fei deliberately made a look of impatience, waved her hand and refused, "forget it, what does his business have to do with me? You don't have to tell me."

I thought that Princess Zhou had eliminated the estrangement from Zhou ruo'an, but I didn't expect that she just buried her dissatisfaction with Zhou ruo'an in her heart.

Aware of this, Song Ci couldn't help but feel helpless and couldn't help laughing and crying.

"Mother imperial concubine," Song Ci wanted to persuade something, but was interrupted by Zhou imperial concubine waving.

"Don't think about that," Zhou Fei said with a smile. "I'll have someone bring your favorite pastry."

Song ciben wanted to refuse, but looking at Zhou feiji's eyes, he nodded quietly.

Such an answer seems to have made Zhou Fei feel satisfied. He nodded contentedly, and the maid guarding outside came in.

"But someone brought the third prince's favorite pastry."

"The tea on the table has been changed."

"Take the painting I got a few days ago and let the third prince have a good taste."

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Listening to the fragmentary exhortations of concubine Zhou, Song Ci didn't show any impatience, but his heart was more and more moved by concubine Zhou.

There was a lot of confusion in the palace, as well as outside.

Zhou Ruoyan gritted his teeth and looked at mammy Zhou standing in front of him. He had no expectations and good feelings for him for a long time.

For his gaze, mother Zhou had been used to it for a long time. She didn't even beat her eyelids.

Even compared with Zhou Ruoyan's inexplicable enthusiasm, she was more used to his gnashing of teeth.