After returning to the palace, Na Qingyi was very dissatisfied when she heard the old lady's words.

"Is the old lady biased towards our queen mother? She even took the initiative to ask for a concubine? The emperor hasn't said anything yet, she is in a hurry. Qingyi's tone was very angry, and she kept talking.

Seeing that Song Shuyan just silently bowed his head and thought about it without answering, he continued: "Now that Niangniang has a future, she, as an old lady, doesn't want to be good, so she has come to teach some ethics from the Gangchao?"

Song Shuyan, who had been listening to what Qingyi said, just smiled, and there were no ups and downs in her heart.

"What are you worried about, this matter is not something I did, how can the emperor not choose a concubine?

is quite calm on his face, since he is a queen, he naturally can't show jealousy. Although it is said that the matter of choosing a concubine, perhaps others are a little prejudiced against themselves.

But what the old lady said is also reasonable, the queen must understand etiquette, and she can't show anything too obvious, so that others can seize the handle.

Soon Zhige's birthday was coming, and Song Shuyan found Shen Zeyuan and wanted him to go to the birthday banquet with him.

Hearing this, Shen Zeyuan naturally agreed. That night, he and Song Shuyan went to the Song Mansion to attend Zhige's birthday banquet.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time you have attended my mother's birthday, and they were embarrassed for you some time ago, so don't take it to heart. Song Shuyan held his hand, looked into his eyes and said.

He knew that what he was talking about was Song Shuyan's illness, but how could he care. Parents care about their children, and he doesn't know it.

"It's okay, we're all family now. Shen Zeyuan said indifferently, with a smile on his eyebrows.

When they came to the Song Mansion, they entered the door. As soon as Song Ling, Zhige and everyone wanted to kneel, Shen Zeyuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Today, you don't have to be the emperor, you are your son-in-law, and I will accompany my mother to have a good birthday." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Ling stepped forward and said, "How can this be so, this is not in accordance with the rules." ”

Seeing Song Ling like this, Song Shuyan quipped: "Why is Daddy so polite today? ”

Hearing this, seeing Shen Zeyuan nodding, Song Ling had no choice but to agree, so the Song Mansion had no luggage, except for the courtesy of the maid to entertain guests, it could be regarded as a happy and enjoyable service.

"Mother, today is your birthday, and I can spend my birthday with you for so long, even my father is here. With that, she turned her head and skimmed Song Ling.

This sentence is not unreasonable, in the past, Zhige's birthday was rarely participated in because of the misunderstanding between the two, and this year the relationship has finally eased, which can be regarded as a good birthday.

What's even happier is that Song Wanyan also went to Nanban because of Shen Zecang, and it is rare to have a peace at home.

"My mother's greatest wish is to see that you can have a good husband and children, and now I am relieved to see that you have a good relationship with the emperor. Zhige said to them with a smile.

Shen Zeyuan, who was on the side, heard this, took Song Shuyan's hand and said to Zhige with a solemn face: "A gentleman, the horse is difficult to chase, I will take care of her." ”

Although Song Shuyan rarely heard him say this so seriously sometimes, and he relied on his actions to prove it on weekdays, but this was naturally reassuring to Zhige and Song Ling, and when she thought of this, she smiled sweetly.

The wind blows very well at night, gentle as water, slowly penetrating the tenderness of this night.

Qingyi secretly bent down and whispered to Song Shuyan: "The emperor really loves you, let Madame, master feel at ease." ”

She naturally knew this, just nodded slightly, and didn't say anything more, but the smile on her face revealed her happiness.

After the birthday banquet, Song Shuyan and Shen Zeyuan also returned to the palace, and Song Ling naturally rested in Zhige's house.

At night, the moon hung high on the branches, and candlelight lit up the room. Although Zhige and Song Ling said that the relationship had eased a lot, they still felt a little embarrassed.

In the end, it was Zhige who broke this embarrassing situation: "Before...... Thank you for taking care of my poisoning. ”

Hearing this, Song Ling raised her head and looked at her in disbelief, after all, Zhige's attitude towards herself before was lukewarm. I feel no different from a stranger, and now I apologize to myself.

"What are you talking about, you are my wife, how can I not take good care of you. Song Ling's eyes were shining with stars, as if there was light.

The two of them haven't opened their hearts to talk about it for a long time, and after this time, it turned out to be a long time after the moon chatting.

They talked a lot, including the past, the ups and downs, all kinds of thoughts, and of course, the misunderstandings of the year.

Xu is two never want to miss each other again, so they both made it clear, and naturally everything fell into place.

After the two learned the truth, they looked at each other, and then smiled slightly and said in unison: "It turns out ...... Misunderstood you. ”

How can people who love each other no longer have feelings, just because of what they want in their hearts. Zhige threw herself into Song Ling's arms, crying quietly, and Song Ling also gently stroked her head, like the two of them at the beginning.

Song Shuyan, who returned to the palace, was quite in a good mood, humming a little song and taking off the ornaments on his head.

"Niangniang is in such a good mood, is it because of the emperor's affection?" Qingyi teased while helping on the side.

Hearing this, she flicked Qingyi's forehead and said with a smile: "You are poor, but it's not just that, I think my father and mother will probably be reconciled tonight." ”

Qingyi, who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, was about to ask again, but when he saw Shen Zeyuan coming in, he immediately silenced and retreated.

Seeing that Qingyi was not moving, Song Shuyan was puzzled and was about to turn around, but he saw Shen Zeyuan and immediately got up and walked forward.

"I said why the girl left without saying a word, and you didn't say a word when you came. Song Shu complained slightly.

"It's not about seeing what you're doing. Shen Zeyuan pinched her little face and said dotingly.

Seeing that she bowed her head shyly, the flush on her face looked unusually good. Shen Zeyuan leaned close to her ear and said gently, "Yan'er, we want a child." ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Shuyan was only shy for a moment, and then agreed: "The concubine is naturally willing." ”

Seeing that she agreed so decisively, Shen Zeyuan also felt a little different, so he tightened her hand and gently persuaded: "You don't have to be too nervous, let's just let it be." ”

Hearing this, Song Shuyan nodded and agreed: "I'm not nervous, I know everything is coming, and I'm ready." ”