Lord Song leaned over and nodded like pounding garlic.

"Your mother didn't take your father to her eyes at the time, and she wasn't married home by your father."

At the mention of this, Lord Song was a little proud on his face, and took the initiative to take Song's mother's hand.

Mother Song glared at Lord Song shyly.

Show affection!

In front of their son, these two people generously sprinkled dog food!

Song Yanzhi: "......"

Single little Song, coughed.

"Mother, there's nothing else, my son will go back to the room first."

“！！！”

The two who showed affection reacted immediately.

It's a big deal!

Mother Song dragged him back.

"What are you in a hurry, kid."

Lord Song didn't show off anymore, he moved a stool seriously, and the three of them sat together, and came up with an idea first.

"The emperor is a woman, why don't you send something that the girl likes?"

Song Mu nodded.

"Da Yuan's Weaving Moon Brocade, how is it?"

"Your Majesty, there is no shortage."

Weaving the moon brocade, the square money was wrapped in Su Liuyu.

"Then it's better to send Kuaiyu, so that the emperor can carry it closely, and I will think of you."

Jade?

Since Emperor Xi and Emperor Xuan returned from Daliang, they sent a small box to Emperor Yujue.

The two brothers are fighting for favor too much!

"Your Majesty, there is no shortage."

Song Yanzhi wanted to leave.

“......”

The two husbands and wives looked at each other.

Lord Song chased his wife, which can be described as a veteran of the love scene, and suddenly thought of the crux of the problem.

"There is no shortage of precious objects in the heavenly family, and the emperor is not an ordinary woman, this is not pleasing to him."

He thought about it.

"The emperor seems to prefer silver, but our family ......."

So poor!

The Song family is honest, it's not okay to spend money, there is no dowry, who wants to enter the door?

Lord Song was about to cry.

Mother Song stabbed her father-in-law.

"You shut up to the old lady, we are going to marry our son, not marry into the door."

Lord Song's eyes widened!

The lady is wise!

Song's mother wrung her handkerchief, Brother Yan was bored, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to learn his father's tricks of flirting with his sister.

It seems that you still have to make your own decisions.

She thought for a moment.

"Brother Yan now lives in the Chengming Palace?"

"Hmm."

If the barracks are fine, Song Yanzhi will live in the palace.

Today is the emperor's resignation, and Lord Song sent someone to ask, just to come to live at home.

Mother Song's handkerchief wraps around.

This is reluctant to let the child trap the wolf.

She gritted her teeth and whispered:

"It's better to let Brother Yan climb onto the dragon bed and cook the rice directly, let's let the emperor be responsible!"

"That's a great idea, lady!"

Scumbag!

You can't sleep without being responsible!

Song Yanzhi had a calm face and got up instantly.

He shouldn't have mentioned it.

"Mother, my son has taken his leave."

"Hey, don't go!"

......

Chengming Hall.

Today, the emperor strikes the court.

Chengming Palace's invitation to the fold is like a long snowflake, full of imperial cases.

When Song Yanzhi came in, he saw the chief manager picking up the lamp in front of the imperial case.

The wick ignited sparks, reflecting on the Son of Heaven wearing a dragon robe on the desk.

As if sensing someone, the Son of Heaven lifted his eyelashes and took a beating.

"Brother Hiko?"

Song Yanzhi bent his knees, but was intercepted by a sentence.

"You don't have to kneel, and there are no outsiders."

"Your Majesty."

He came to the imperial case, put Jiuxiao down, and went around behind Su Liuyu again, pressing her shoulder.

"The emperor is leaving the court today." He asked.

"I drank some wine yesterday, I couldn't stand it, so I went to sleep."

When it came to drinking, Su Liuyu smiled a little deeper.

"I, Da Wei, am a new science student this year, and they are all talented people, and Da Wei can help people, which is a blessing."

As if infected by her overpassing, the man's lonely and handsome face softened.

He opened his mouth, just as he was about to say something.

"By the way, I saw your little lover, and she looks good."

Song Yanzhi's hand pressed on his shoulder and froze.