At the mention of the first acquaintance between the two, the young man instantly blushed.

The shy little appearance made Song Weiqing and his wife squint their eyes instantly, glanced at each other, and saw a few words in each other's eyes: There is a big situation!

So, even they didn't notice it, and there was already a hint of gossip in their expressions.

Mo Jiuhua, who saw all their expressions in his eyes: "......"

……

Quiet.

The room was so quiet that it was uncomfortable.

Of course, except for Mo Jiuhua, who was standing with his arms crossed and looking at all this with interest.

Song Weiqing and his wife sat side by side with serious faces, and Bei Chenfeng and Mo Jiuhua were standing side by side in front of the two of them.

Bei Chenfeng hung his head, a good girl...... Ah no, the appearance of a good man, vividly made a good daughter-in-law who worked hard in front of her in-laws because she was about to pass the door.

However, Mo Jiuhua's attitude was more casual, like an outsider who had nothing to do with himself, watching all this with interest.

- It's quite irresponsible scumbag's behavior.

At this time, under Song Weiqing's serious and steady surface, there was his heart that had already laughed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...... Is this to marry into their Song family?

Although he also knew that it was impossible, Song Weiqing still made up the scene in his mind.

Incidentally......

Quietly Mimi's brain made up the emperor's face.

- Ahem, although it is a bit disrespectful to think about it like this.

As the woman's parents, after listening to Bei Chenfeng talk about the brief process of the two meeting and falling in love, Song Weiqing was more excited than sad in his heart.

Oh no, he had no sadness, nothing but excitement.

I don't know, I think he is marrying a daughter-in-law for his son.

"Ahem!"

Looking at the simplicity of Beichenfeng's face, Song Weiqing couldn't bear it a little.

But......

Coughing lightly again, Song Weiqing coughed lightly a few times, and pretended to be serious: "That...... His Royal Highness the Prince, you and I are capable of being a monarch and minister, and the old minister should salute for you, but for now, ...... We're talking about the relationship between you and the girl, so ......"

"His Royal Highness the Prince, please forgive the old minister, treat you as a junior for the time being......"

Beichen Feng's eyes as pure as a clear spring lit up instantly, and he nodded busily, "It's okay, Ah Jiu's elders are my elders, not to mention ......"

As he spoke, the young man's eyes were shining, and he turned his head to look at Mo Jiuhua again, and finally bit his lip and said shyly: "We will be a family soon......"

Song Weiqing was more satisfied and excited in his heart, but his face was still serious.

"Ahem, then since this is the case, the old minister will not be polite to His Royal Highness the Prince...... cough, to be honest, we have a rule in the Song Mansion, that is, if two juniors are happy together, they should give tea to the elders, you see......"

Before Song Weiqing could speak, he saw Bei Chenfeng suddenly come over and lift the empty teapot on the table next to him, and then disappeared into the room like a wind.

Taking advantage of the absence of Beichen Feng, Mrs. Song reached out and pinched her husband's arm with some concern, and threw a warning look at him, "What are you doing here?!" ”

Song Weiqing's face was calm and relaxed, and he comforted his wife with a smile, "It's okay, just drink the future daughter-in-law in advance...... The son-in-law's tea is just ......"

Mrs. Song: "...... You're pretty funny. ”

Song Weiqing brushed his mustache and snorted lightly, "Where is the bad taste, if this kid is not a prince anyway, I really want him to be rich......"

As he spoke, he snorted, looking at Mo Jiuhua's eyes full of pride.

"Who made my daughter so good!"

Mrs. Song, who originally wanted to warn her, turned around when she came to her mouth, "You're right. ”