"What can she bring you?" Song Zhaohua was sitting precariously looking at Song Zhancheng seriously, this was one of the few times she had seriously talked to Song Zhancheng, but it was because of Cheng Jingyun.

"Does it have to do me any good?" Song Zhancheng couldn't help but raise his voice slightly and asked.

He didn't know what his sister was thinking, and she didn't know what he was capable of, so why couldn't he find someone he loved?

Song Zhaohua frowned and didn't answer him, just looked at Song Zhancheng quietly, as if he was looking at another person through him.

"You really look like my mother, more like me."

Song Zhancheng was caught off guard and was stunned by her words, Song Zhaohua smiled and continued to speak: "You also know that the mother concubine passed away early, when our sister and brother lived together for many years, my father never passed us on to other concubines, do you know why?" ”

Song Zhancheng, who pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids and whispered a little hoarsely, saying everything he knew, "Because my father didn't have the idea of being the queen again at that time, and the other concubines were not suitable, but the suitable ones were not enough for identity." ”

"Yes and no."

Song Zhancheng raised his eyes and looked at Song Zhaohua obscurely, waiting for her next step.

"What you said is indeed right, my father really didn't have the idea of accepting the queen again, but how could he be a candidate who didn't have a favorite, there were many people in the harem, and we couldn't compare with Song Jinghe at that time, how could my father let us live in our young stomachs at that time."

Song Zhaohua's face sank every time he said a word, and he vaguely guessed the reason behind this.

Sure enough.

"At that time, I went to beg my father not to give us a succession to other concubines, on the grounds that our mother had just died, and we had to keep the spirit, so we suddenly passed the inheritance, which was a great disrespect to my mother."

"How could my father believe such a statement, but at that time he still agreed, and only claimed that there were no suitable concubines who could raise us, so he only invited a few grandmothers to take care of us."

"Later, every time he mentioned this matter, I found all kinds of reasons, and once I happened to meet my father in a bad mood, so I knelt outside the imperial study all night."

"Click." A faint sound of porcelain shattering sounded imperceptibly, but it did not interrupt Song Zhaohua's speech.

"That's it, we didn't grow up safely under anyone's name in the end."

"So, I've always hoped that you would be a little stronger, and that you would never have the same embarrassment as I had before."

"Sister......" Song Zhancheng opened his mouth with difficulty, but he didn't know what to say.

Some of them he knew, but he didn't expect that there were other hardships behind his back, so Song Zhaohua should have been helpless at that time, but it was precisely because of this that she had a trace of "innocence" that people in the palace did not have, and more precisely, she could be stupid.

Because she only wants to get some superficial things, she is only very relieved about his affairs, and even too An Guohou.

It may be inappropriate to say this, but this is the feeling she gave Song Zhancheng, so he would not blame her for being poisoned by other people's plots many times because they did not have the protection of their mother, and almost killed Song Zhancheng once, he solved these things in front of her every time, creating all the illusion of "peace" for her.

It's all about affection, so there's no one right or wrong.

Song Zhaohua changed his words, "You see that the princess you married this time is not only from Hengguo, but also has a low status in Hengguo, a woman wanders in the border war-torn place, she is not as proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting as everyone is beautiful, and she doesn't know how to change things and lik, and she is not even as humble as her status, what is the use of marrying such a woman?" ”

"Not only can't it give you a higher status, but it may also drag you out, why can't you think about it so much!"

The tone became more and more severe, but in the end, there was a faint reprimand for Song Zhancheng's stupidity.

Song Zhancheng didn't refute her words, but just said what he wanted to say very calmly, "Sister, do you know Cheng Jingyun on the other side?" ”

"She wandered in the war-torn places on the border to save lives and help the wounded, saving many dying people regardless of borders, and her prestige on the border was even higher than mine."

"Although she is not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she is proficient in medical medicinal diet, and has a lot of experience in treating various ways of nourishing the body and nourishing the spirit, and has also written "Cheng's Medicinal Diet Collection", all of which are medicinal diets researched by herself, and even Emperor Heng praised them."

"She has a straightforward and funny personality, and she is righteous and righteous, because she was born in a family of military generals, so she doesn't understand the gentleness and flexibility of those boudoir women."

"But she has changed herself a lot on my side, and she also has her own set of ways to treat status and inferiority, she will never do what she shouldn't do, and she will definitely do what she should do, if it weren't for the fact that you have been targeting her all these days, she wouldn't ......"

"I've been targeting her?!" Song Zhaohua's sharp voice interrupted Song Zhancheng's words, and his eyes were incredulous and disappointed. "Who am I doing this for? I'm not here for you, so how can this help you? Nothing! ”

Song Zhancheng was also a little angry, stood up and lost his mind, raised his voice and retorted a little angrily: "You said it was for my good, but she is my beloved woman, why can't I marry the girl I like and marry someone you think will help me?" And haven't you been targeting her these days? I'm not at home, but I know it! ”

Song Zhaohua laughed angrily at this call, covered her chest with one hand, and stood up with the vigorous anger in her chest and wanted to turn around and leave, she didn't want to quarrel with him, they shouldn't have quarreled over that woman.

But the irrepressible anger in her chest and throat made her a little breathless, holding on to the table and walking a few words, her body was faintly on the edge of the air when she stepped on the air, and Song Zhancheng saw this and hurriedly ran over to support her, with anxiety, nervousness and chagrin in her eyes, "Sister! Sister, what's wrong with you?? ”

Song Zhancheng found that Song Zhaohua was panting with one hand around his neck, and secretly said that it was bad, maybe his sister's asthma was a crime, and he couldn't care about anything, so he hurriedly shouted at Foshan and wanted him to call the imperial doctor.

But the first person to come in was not Foshan, but Cheng Jingyun, who had been standing outside the door for a long time, she didn't have time to think about the conversation she had just heard, so she put down the medicinal food in her hand and immediately ran to Song Zhaohua's side and let him lie down.

"Mengxi, you go to the fourth compartment of the cabinet on the left side of the entrance to the pharmacy and bring the bottle of medicine, quick!"

Mengxi had just come in with Cheng Jingyun, and when she heard this, she immediately used her light skills to rush to the medicinal room.

"Trust me." Cheng Jingyun squeezed Song Zhancheng's hand and looked at him firmly.

Song Zhancheng stopped worrying after she came, but because of the nervousness and anger just now, she was too excited and emotional, so she couldn't react now, and her face was a little pale and depressed.

In the process of waiting, Cheng Jingyun was not idle, and helped Song Zhaohua untie the neckline of his shirt a little, they are all their own family members, and now the situation is urgent, and they can't avoid anything, that is, Foshan was kicked out again when he was called over, and he called the imperial doctor.

Because Cheng Jingyun still thinks it's better to call the imperial doctor to come and have a look, after all, although she believes in her medical skills, it doesn't mean that Song Zhaohua can believe in her unreservedly.

And she didn't want Song Zhaohua to think that she saved her, because judging from what she heard just now, even if she knew, I am afraid that this person would think that this was the credit of the medicine in the medicine in the medicine room of Prince Jin's mansion, so why bother asking for trouble.

At this time, Song Zhaohua was not completely unconscious, but was a little semi-comatose because of a sudden illness, so she could hear some words in a daze.