I didn't expect Song Yun to say this, Zhaoyang was in good spirits all of a sudden, she looked at Song Yun blinked her eyes a few times, and then slowly sat up, seeing that Zhaoyang was about to get up, Song Yun picked up a pillow from behind her (body shēn) and asked her to lean on.

"Mother, what can you tell the slave to kill this child? Isn't my body (身shēn) not allowed to take medicine? Zhaoyang looked at Song Yun and questioned her face.

Listening to Zhaoyang's question, looking at Zhaoyang's eyes full of doubts, Song Yun smiled, but there was a little embarrassment in that smile, Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang and pursed his lips and said, "This kid ...... Do you have to knock it out? Zhaoyang ......"

"Yes, doesn't the mother know? Why do you even ask. Zhaoyang said in a low voice.

When she said this, Zhaoyang paused, she looked at Song Yun and blinked her eyes a few times, and then said softly to her, "Zhaoyang, in fact, this palace means...... I want you to give birth to a ......"

"Slaves won't be born......" Zhaoyang interrupted Song Yun's words and said coldly to her.

Listening to Zhaoyang's words, Song Yun sighed very heavily, only to see Song Yun suddenly hold Zhaoyang's hand and then said to her in a deep voice, "Bengong knows what you think in your heart, if this matter is changed to Bengong......"

Song Yun paused when she said this, she blinked her eyes a few times and thought about it and continued, "This palace may not want this child, but, Zhaoyang, you must know that the child is innocent, and your heart is not so ruthless, so ......"

"So, what Hongu thinks is...... Zhaoyang, you might as well give birth to the child, and then pass it on to the palace, Zhaoyang, how about this method? Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang and said cautiously to her.

Seeing Song Yun say this, Zhao Yang was silent for a while, her eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhao Yang's appearance, she should be thinking about what Song Yun said, Zhao Yang lowered her head, she looked at the quilt covering herself, and was silent.

Seeing that Zhaoyang didn't speak, Song Yun knew what she was thinking in her heart, Song Yun sighed, she held Zhaoyang's hand tighter, "Zhaoyang, I know what you're thinking in your heart, you've been following me for so long, this palace understands ......"

"But, Zhaoyang, after so many years, you should know this palace very well." Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang and said softly to her.

Listening to Song Yun's words, Zhao Yang pursed her lips, a trace of something flashed in her eyes, only to see Zhao Yang raise his head and look at Song Yun A little (desire) and stopped, looking at Zhao Yang like this, Song Yun knew that she had listened to her words.

"Zhaoyang, we have been through so much together, we are no longer a master and servant (情qíng) between us, you are my sister...... I think of you as my own sister, Zhaoyang, and I hope you can think of us when you make a decision. ”

At the end of the words, Song Yun didn't continue, because she believed that Zhaoyang understood what she wanted to say, and what she said was so obvious, Song Yun felt from her heart that Zhaoyang would not let her down.

And Zhaoyang did know what Song Yun meant, Zhaoyang looked at Song Yun and pursed his lips, and then nodded to her to indicate that he knew, seeing Zhaoyang nodded, Song Yun's heart relaxed a lot.

But

She still didn't dare to relax too much, Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang and said to her, "Zhaoyang, you must be good, for all of us to live well, this palace still wants to wait for the birth of a child and you will take care of it." ”

I didn't expect Song Yun to say this Zhaoyang was stunned, because she hadn't thought of that point yet, listening to Song Yun's words at this time, Zhaoyang's eyes looked at Song Yun's stomach, and her slightly dim eyes were bright at this time,

It seems that there is a child in Song Yun's belly now, seeing Zhaoyang's eyes brightly looking at her belly, Song Yun smiled, although there is no child in her belly now, but she likes to see Zhaoyang like this.

Song Yun thought so here, and Zhao Yang raised her other hand and gently touched Song Yun's belly, and she smiled after watching Zhao Yang touch her stomach.

"Silly girl, there is no place in this palace now, this will have to wait for the ...... in the future" Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang and said with a smile to her.

Listening to Song Yun's words, Zhaoyang came to her senses, she looked at herself touching Song Yun's stomach and hand, and looked shocked, only to see Zhaoyang hurriedly withdraw her hand, she looked at Song Yun's face slightly embarrassed.

"Niangniang forgives her sins, the slave maid didn't mean it, and please don't care about it." Zhaoyang said softly, but her expression didn't show a trace of panic, and she looked like she was wooden.

Looking at Zhaoyang like this, a trace of complexity flashed in Song Yun's eyes, she pursed her lips and sighed softly, "Silly girl, this palace doesn't like to see you like this, this palace likes the way you used to be......"

"But the slave can't go back." Zhaoyang interrupted Song Yun's words and said lightly to her.

Listening to Zhaoyang's decisive words, Song Yun was silent, and she felt a little helpless in her heart. Song Yun looked at Zhaoyang and said to her, "But, Zhaoyang, you must know that people have to look forward, this palace, Your Majesty, and the cold moon are all waiting for you to get better." ”

Zhaoyang's heart trembled after listening to Song Yun's words, she looked at Song Yun and blinked a few times and then whispered to her, "Niangniang, the slave knows." ”

……

At this time, in the imperial study, Qin Jingnan looked at the fold in his hand, but he was indeed looking at the fold in his hand, but his mind was thinking about something else.

"Your Majesty, the minister has one thing (情qíng) to play with Your Majesty, I hope Your Majesty will give you permission."

"Accurately, let's say, what's the matter (情qíng)?"

He remembered that he agreed to this at the time, but what he didn't expect was that the minister wanted him to take a concubine, thinking of this, Qin Jingnan only felt that his sun (acupoint) suddenly hurt.

Qin Jingnan raised his hand and pinched his sun (acupuncture xué), as if that look could make him feel better, he remembered that the minister said, "Your Majesty, what the minister wants to say is the matter of the draft girl (情qíng)." ”

Qin Jingnan really didn't expect what the minister said, after all, he had only been married for a few days, but he still let the minister continue to speak.

"Then go on, I want to know what you want to say." Qin Jingnan said.

Listening to Qin Jingnan's words, listening to the tone of his words, the minister's heart was actually apprehensive, after all, he was worried about Qin Jingnan and Song Yun

感 (情qíng) is more or less understood.

Because he has heard a lot about the two of them getting married, but this feeling (情qíng) is not as important as national events and heirs, after all, Qin Jingnan is not an ordinary person, he is the emperor of this Wei State, and it is impossible to compare with ordinary people.

"Now Your Majesty has married two concubines, and the throne has been vacant since Your Majesty ascended the throne, so please also ask the emperor to choose a queen." The minister said in a deep voice.

(End of chapter)