Seeing that Song Zhu'er was still hesitating, Zilan couldn't help but be a little anxious: "Miss, when is this, do you still have to think about it?" Think about it, now Brother Qi is like this, Mrs. Hou Ye fell and became like that again, isn't it the invasion of evil qi in our house? Besides, Brother Qi is your life, if something really happens, you have to think clearly." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Song Zhu'er was shocked and raised her head to look at Zilan.

Zilan said seriously: "Miss, you must know that you can ascend to the position of this lady of the world today, which you didn't dare to think about before. Why, it's because of your brother Qi. Although some people in the house said it badly, it was not unreasonable. Your mother is precious by her son, and the carp jumps over the dragon gate. If you didn't have Brother Qi, what would you do, have you ever thought about it?"

Song Zhu'er's expression began to be a little flustered.

In fact, she knows better than anyone else that she is a blessing to her son. She is the daughter of a businessman, and in today's world, she is just a concubine. God actually favored her so much, so that she gave birth to the first grandson of Wumuhou Mansion, so that she could be honored with wealth and wealth, and the eldest prince Lu Peng, that is, the prince of the world, would look at himself differently, if not, he would be nothing.

Zilan sighed: "Miss, Brother Qi is the hope of our big guys, there must be no accident, as long as Brother Qi can be safe, no matter what the method, the slave is willing to try." ”

When these words came to Song Zhu'er's heart, she nodded heavily, indicating that she had made up her mind: "Zilan, you are right, Brother Qi is my child, and I, as a mother, cannot tolerate any mistakes from him." ”

Zilan immediately took the pen and ink, Song Zhu'er started writing, the letter was written to her mother, that is, the old lady, she roughly talked about Brother Qi'er's condition, and asked the old lady for an idea.

After writing, she removed the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Song Zhu'er read it carefully and felt that there was nothing missing, so she put it in a brown paper envelope and handed it to Zilan.

Song Zhuer's maiden home is in Huzhou, and now on the streets of the capital, there are messengers who deliver letters for people, divided into two grades, the slow ones are cheaper, and the fast ones are more expensive. If you want to express it, you have to pay double the price. An urgent matter like Song Zhu'er is, of course, the kind that requires double the price.

At this time, Zilan suddenly remembered something again, and asked, "Miss, why did these two sons have a dispute with Mrs. Hou?"

Song Zhu'er only remembered her son's illness, and she didn't even bother to go to the house, so where did she have the heart to care about other things? Seeing Zilan ask, she thought for a while and said: "I don't know, but I just heard those onlookers talk about it, as if the mother-in-law did something sorry for the second son, and the second son was angry, dropped the teacup, pushed down the mother-in-law, and went out of the house in anger." ”

"Mrs. Hou Ye has done something that can't live with the second son," Zilan was surprised. It's really strange that this mother, who is so good on weekdays, will turn against each other.

"I heard that the second son came back from this trip, and he has gained a lot, the prince gave him a marriage, and the second son will soon get married?" Zilan asked again.

These things happened before she came back, and she asked this to make sure.

Agarwood immediately laughed: "Sister Zilan, you don't know yet, this matter is being talked about up and down in the house, and it is said that the second son came back this time, not only made a meritorious service, but also married a daughter-in-law, which is a double happiness." ”

Zilan suddenly frowned: "Not good." ”

Agarwood was startled and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Zilan didn't answer Agarwood directly, but looked at the young grandmother: "Miss, what do you think?"

Song Zhu'er let out an "ah" and looked at Zilan blankly, not understanding what the latter meant by asking.

"Zilan, the second prince has made a meritorious achievement this time, and the Wumu Hou Mansion has added glory. Moreover, my mother-in-law has been worried about the marriage of the second uncle, and now it is okay, the prince personally gave the marriage, and the second uncle's marriage is also missing, and we can finally do happy events in our house......"

Song Zhu'er said heartlessly, watching Zilan's face become more and more gloomy, she became more and more unconfident, and finally couldn't say it anymore.

Zilan sighed heavily: "Miss, why are you so confused?"

Song Zhu'er: "......"

Zilan said bitterly: "Miss, you are now Mrs. Shizi, but this Mrs. Shizi is not immutable, that is to say, you have done this Mrs. Shizi today, and tomorrow, others will also do this Mrs. Shizi." ”

Song Zhu'er was dumbfounded: "Zilan, you make it clear." ”

She knew that when she was raised as the wife of the prince, there was indeed a lady of the prince in front of her, that is, the Shen family, the main room of the eldest prince Lu Peng. But after many years of nothing, the Shen family couldn't afford the charge of "unfilial piety has three, and no queen is great", so he automatically resigned, saying that he wished the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha and blessed the prosperity of the Lu family. At that time, I was very grateful to her, if it weren't for her righteousness, I might not be able to be promoted to Mrs. Shizi.

However, why did Zilan say that her wife couldn't sit steadily?

She couldn't figure it out.

Zilan looked at Song Zhu'er, and finally understood why the old lady called her over and told her for an hour when the young lady got married, it turned out that the old lady had already seen that the young lady was too kind-hearted.

"Miss, have you forgotten the marriage of the second son?" Zilan reminded.

"That's right, the second son is going to get married...... Song Zhu'er muttered to herself, and suddenly, she came to her senses, and her eyes looked at Zilan directly, "Could it be that mother-in-law ...... her?"

Zilan nodded heavily: "Miss, to tell you the truth, the slave has always been worried that the young lady can ascend to the position of the lady of the world. It's not that the slave and maid question the ability of the eldest prince, but it's ......"

The last sentence Zilan wanted to take care of Song Zhu'er's face and didn't say it, but Song Zhu'er already understood what she meant.

Yes, Zilan is right, which lady doesn't want her son to be a hereditary marquis? The eldest prince is not from Mrs. Hou, although they get along well with each other, but after all, they are separated by a layer. One day, Mrs. Hou's favorite second son, Lu Ergongzi, married her daughter-in-law, how could this mother not seek the glory she deserved for her son?

In the final analysis, the second son of Lu is the real eldest son, and the eldest son is just the eldest son.

Song Zhu'er thought about the life experience of the eldest son, and thought of her brother Qi who had been asleep, and suddenly lost her anger.

She suddenly became disheartened: "Qi'er is like this, what hope do I have! ”

Zilan was startled, and hurriedly persuaded: "Miss, don't think so, you are the wife of the prince, and no one can snatch it away." Brother Qi'er's illness can be cured, but you also have to prevent other people. Let's try our best to cure Brother Qi'er's illness, take 10,000 steps back, even if Brother Qi really has something, Miss is still young and can regenerate, but the position of Mrs. Shizi has been taken away, but no matter how much you fight, you can't get it back. Which is more important, Miss must distinguish clearly. ”

Agarwood on the side was stunned when she heard it, she didn't expect Zilan to be so thoughtful. She is Song Zhuer's personal maidservant, and her master is Song Rong, if the master declines, what future does she have?

Therefore, when Agarwood heard what Zilan said, it was like thunder, and she nodded in agreement: "Grandma, Sister Zilan is very right, you have to think clearly." ”

Song Zhu'er thought for a long time, and finally nodded her head: "Okay, I'll listen to you." (To be continued.) )