Mrs. Pingyanghou walked around the handkerchief in her hand and said, "This flower hall is very warm. What kind of cold can we bear if we carry the young master over and show us?"

The Duke of Wei raised his hand to his nose and said, "Is it not worthy of seeing the young master?"

Shen did not give her face to Duke Wei’s Mansion twice, so she naturally had to make up for it. Otherwise, Shen would probably be more and more disregarded to take their Duke Wei’s Mansion seriously.

As soon as the two said this, everyone in the flower hall changed their faces.

As soon as the two of them said this, if Chen Wan didn't carry the child out to take a look, she would look down on the guests in the flower hall.

Chen Wan frowned unhappily. She didn't want to invite these two guys, but the two families had had contact with each other before. Song Heng, the Marquis of Pingyang and Duke of Wei, served as officials in the same dynasty, so the posts from these two families were still sent.

Wei, who asked to take the child out to see, felt that he shouldn't mention this, so he hurriedly smiled and smoothed out: "The Duke of Wei really likes to joke, and I'll see if the young master is the same."

"Yes! The wife of the Duke of Wei just likes to joke." Many wives also followed Wei's family and said.

Everyone in the entire imperial city knew that the young master of the Song family was difficult to give birth when he was born, and his body was weaker. Mrs. Song, the one who was a mother, would inevitably be nervous. The words said by Duke Wei and Mrs. Pingyang, clearly mean that he wanted to make trouble.

Princess Liufang frowned and looked at Mrs. Pingyang and Duke Wei in displeasure. They were as displeasing as ever.

Mrs. Pingyang Hou and Mrs. Wei looked at each other, and both rolled their eyes in their hearts. These people were all tempted by the power. Now that Long En of the General's Mansion in Zhenguo was in full swing, these people were all helping Chen Wan to speak.

"Go faster." Song Ziyu walked in the garden wearing a pink jacket and skirt, and urged Cui'er behind her from time to time. She should have gone to the flower hall to greet the guests with her mother, but when she was about to fall down the flower hall, she fell down and dirty the dress, and the bun was also loose. So she deserved to go back and change her clothes and combed her hair again.

"Oh" Cui'er trotted a few steps before walking side by side with Song Ziyu.

Suddenly, Song Ziyu stopped.

After Cui'er walked forward a few steps, she found that the lady had stopped, so she looked back at her and saw that her eyes were staring at somewhere. Cui'er followed her eyes and saw a man in blue standing in front of the pool with his hands standing in front of the pavilion next to the lotus pond. The man had a golden crown and a haircut, and in the winter he only wore a brocade robe and even a jacket. It can be seen that he was very strong, and he didn't know which son of the family was?

Song Ziyu recognized who the person in the pavilion was at a glance. She bit her lower lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally walked towards the pavilion.

"Miss..." Cui'er called out softly. Isn't the lady in a hurry to go to the flower hall? Why are you going to the pavilion again?

When he noticed someone was coming, Xuanyuan Liuyun also turned around and saw Song Ziyu walking into the pavilion. He couldn't help but frowned and took a step back.

Song Ziyu naturally saw his movement, and the force of his teeth biting his lower lip could not help but increase.

"Little Prince..." Cui'er covered her mouth.

What is the lady trying to do? Cui'er is a little panicked.

"I've seen the little prince." Song Ziyu looked down at his toes and saluted Xuanyuan Liuyun.
Chapter completed!