Dozens of meters outside Fangzhi Palace, at the foot of the remote wall, a figure of apricot yellow stood next to the eaves and looked anxiously into the distance.

Song Wu'er, who hurried with the little girl in the imperial dining room, recognized Zhao immediately and waved her hand in the direction where she was.

"Mother, I'm here, come and see!" I haven't seen her for nearly a month, and Song Wu'er also misses her very much, regardless of the little girl's panting chase, she rushed to Zhao's side with an arrow step and looked at her carefully.

"My mother's face seems to be much better than in previous days, is it that my father secretly asked someone to mix fat powder for you outside the city, eh, this face is so smooth that even his daughter can't compare!"

Song Wu'er reached out and pinched Zhao's face, and then started her joke.

Zhao Shi saw that after being told by Song Wu'er, his old face turned red, raised his hand and tapped it on her head, and scolded with a smile:

"I thought that you, a monkey, would have more rules when you entered the palace, and whoever wanted to open your mouth would be a sour scholar to hook up with a girl, and the girl's family would not be afraid of making people see jokes!"

Yes, here it is again, as long as I haven't seen it for a few days, my mother must have opened her mouth and criticized it fiercely, and it has never been forgotten for decades, but it is rare.

Song Wu'er, who knew Zhao's temperament, sighed lightly, and let her count a few words before asking about business:

"Earlier, my mother told me before I entered the palace that she would meet me during the re-election, but there is something important to discuss?" Although the note that Zhao privately gave her had been destroyed, the words were still vivid, and Song Wu'er thought that it might be related to the selection of a husband, so she hurriedly asked.

Seeing that Song Wu'er had not forgotten her business, Zhao comforted her, so he took her hands and walked a few steps along the wall, and said solemnly:

"In fact, recently, I and your father and Yuan Niang, continue to continue to prolong them, a lot of people in the civil and military mansions, thinking about picking you a man worthy of entrusting for life, although there are a few decent sons, but also quite eye-catching, but we think that this matter has to take advantage of your mind, so I came to ask you if you have a fancy in the palace, if not, leave the palace as soon as possible, and carefully choose a good low marriage."

Song Wu'er saw that the Zhao family was no longer confined to the draft, and she was secretly happy in her heart, and immediately put on a deputy grievance face to complain to the Zhao family.

"Mother, don't you know, in addition to the emperor and his princes, the only men you can see in the palace are the palace guards, even if the daughter has the heart to marry, there is nothing to be done, is it really true to send the daughter to choose one between the two brazen princes?"

Seeing that his daughter was full of grievances, the countless words that rolled on his lips only turned into comfort, and he had to persuade Song Wu'er with pity.

"Okay, we didn't think about the draft, but Wu'er, you can remember clearly, after leaving the palace, you have to obediently walk around with us in various houses, don't run around the streets all day long, girls should find a stable place as soon as possible."

Zhao's bitter persuasion, Song Wu'er rarely refutes anymore, and she said, no matter whether it is in line with her own mind or not, just nod her head and say yes.

"Don't have the heart to perfunctory me, you kid don't have the heart to perfunctory me, anyway, when you leave the palace, you have to go with me if you want to go with me, and I'm not afraid that you will pay your bills." Seeing that she was like a puppet, Zhao only nodded and bowed, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while, patted her on the back and led her straight to the palace.