Shen Mingsong was not happy, their concubines and concubines were all flowers, flowers and trees, why did her Aunt He's son call Lou, isn't this similar to her sister-in-law Shen Mingtang?

He couldn't help but snort, and Shen Cang glanced at him with a sharp gaze.

Shen Mingsong hurriedly shut up, not daring to say a word, for fear that he would be rushed to lock up and not be able to go out at will.

Everyone gave Shen Minglou gifts and congratulated him on having a name.

The Chu family also gave birth to a son not long ago, and they hugged him and Aunt He to laugh there, so angry that Mrs. Liu snorted coldly.

Chu ignored her either, and asked Shen Mingtang, "Mingtang, where is Mingtang?" ”

Shen Mingtang's expression darkened, "Aunt Hui, my sister had another seizure a few days ago, and she has been a little weak these days, lying in the house." ”

Everyone sighed.

Chu sighed: "No matter what, it's good to save your life, let's recuperate slowly." Mingzhu is still young, and she will always raise a good one. At least, it is even a lot clearer now, and I can still recognize people, all of them are His Royal Highness King Yan. ”

It is said that being sick when I was a child is not considered a disease, just take care of it, Shen Mingzhu has not yet reached a good time, and his body has not developed well, there is always a chance.

And under Xiao Xian's treatment, Shen Mingzhu can now recognize people and speak normally, but if he has a seizure, he will still be confused and disappointing.

Mrs. Liu raised her eyebrows and interjected: "Fourth brother and sister, Mingzhu is not a child anymore, and the only ones who can raise a good child are six or seven-year-old girls." ”

Although she didn't say it explicitly, the clear-eyed person knew that she had a posture of wishing that Shen Mingzhu would die early.

Shen Cang frowned, then glanced at Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu pursed her lips, and immediately turned her head to talk to the old lady.

"Mother, I asked people to invite the little drama in the Song Guogong Mansion, and let them sing a few songs for you, if it sounds good, we will often invite you to have a lively time in the future."

The old lady snorted, took Shen Ming'an to give him the cherries from the morning market, and didn't look at Aunt He.

Everyone was quite harmonious on the surface, but soon the little actors went down, and then two people came up who said double reeds, which made the old lady laugh, and then they talked about storytelling.

Everyone was waiting for the next show, and suddenly the curtains hung around the stage, and they were all stunned, thinking that there was some finale.

Slowly, the two curtains in front of them rose, and everyone saw that it was filled with mist, and in the mist, a brilliant peerless white lotus bloomed scorchingly.

The seat exclaimed, the white lotus is so realistic, not like a fake, but it is impossible for the lotus to bloom in this season, there will be a blooming white lotus here, it is amazing.

When everyone was surprised, there was a clear sound of the piano around them, as if it was a heavenly sound, ethereal and ethereal, making people think that the pianist was also an immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world. Those present couldn't help but stretch their necks to see more.

At this time, I saw a slender and graceful figure dancing slowly in the white mist, she was wearing a white gauze light dress, and her gestures were full of style.

She is like a fairy flying out of the sky, extremely agile, moving and jumping, and her soft waist can be seen.

The curtain was all raised, and the breeze came slowly between the white mist, and then the white mist slowly receded, revealing the true face of the fairy in white.

Everyone couldn't wait to see her face, but they only saw a white veil covering it.