Ru Yue Shu Yun Feng Wen Wan

When Song Shichu heard this, she danced with joy and threw her arms around Song Chaofeng's arm, saying coquettishly, "Grandfather, please build a big one. I want to sit on it too."

Song Chaofeng has always been a broad-minded person. He doesn't worry too much about things that haven't happened. Most of the time, it is Song Maoxin who worries about him, so the old couple lives so comfortably.

Now, whenever my daughter and granddaughter have a request, I will naturally grant it.

"Okay, okay, I'll tear down that wall and make a swing for you guys. You can plant some roses there, and it'll look really nice when the trellises are covered with them."

Liu Yuhan found a book and said to Song Yue, "Why not grow some grapes? They're good for eating, looking at, and making wine. Burying them under a tree for a few years would be perfect for Chuchu's dowry."

Song Yue was speechless: "How old are we? How can we get married so early? Is our family bankrupt?"

Liu Yuhan didn't want to listen to her twisted logic, so she picked up the book and started reading.

Song Shichu ran to Song Yue and said, "Aunt, if I talk to my sister now, will she really recognize me when she is born?"

"Talk to her more often and she'll know it's you when she hears your voice after she's born."

"Then why do you read to your little sister?"

Song Yue rocked in her chair, feeling sleepy. "Because, this is prenatal education. The baby will become very smart when he is born."

His voice gradually became quieter, obviously he was tired.

Liu Yuhan found a blanket to cover her, moved the fire basket closer, and read the contents of the book in a soft voice. The grandfather and grandson were still busy with their own things.

Su Wanmo, who was about to go in, did not go in to disrupt the harmonious scene, but turned and left.

Perhaps this is the difference between ordinary people and the royal family.

Song Yue stayed here for the whole day and didn't want to go back to the cold palace at all. It was easy to have wild thoughts when one was idle, so it would be better to find something to do.

When Su Wanmo returned home at night, he still didn't see Song Yue, so he took the opportunity to discuss it with Song's father and mother.

It was dinner time, and the warm yellow light added a touch of brilliance to the people sitting inside.

"Dad, this spicy chicken is too salty."

Song Shichu picked up a piece of fish for Song Yue: "Aunt, you like fish. The spicy chicken goes well with rice. It's delicious."

Everyone at the table laughed continuously. Song Chaofeng rubbed her head and praised her for her ability to speak.

"Mom, please teach me how to embroider."

Liu Yuhan didn't believe her words. Every time she said she wanted to learn, it always ended in failure, as if there was a needle on the stool that pricked her butt. But she was happy to learn and was happy to teach. It was just a way to pass the time anyway. Otherwise, it would not be worth it to have such wild thoughts.

Nodded to show that he understood.

Su Wanmo always felt that he came at the wrong time, but now that he was here, did he have to leave like he did at noon?

Muster up the courage to go in.

"Yueyue..."

The sound attracted everyone. When the Song family saw the giant Buddha, they immediately knelt down, and Song Yue was no exception. This was in sharp contrast to the harmonious scene just now, reminding Su Wanmo.

This short distance is like a chasm between the two of them.

He stepped forward to help her up, and then helped up all the people kneeling on the ground one by one. Her hand was trembling visibly when she stretched it in front of Song Shichu. This king really scared her that day.

Song Yue helped her up. Not daring to look at Su Wanmo any longer, she just hid behind Song Yue: "Chu Chu, go inside and play."

Song Shichu glanced at Su Wanmo timidly, but didn't leave: "I'll just play here."

Song Yue didn't know why she refused to leave, so she kept her behind him. Su Wanmo felt sad when she saw this. This little girl used to call him "uncle" all the time, which was quite bold. She was completely different from what she is now.

The Song family members were visibly nervous, making Song Yue nervous. "Has His Majesty eaten yet?"

Su Wanmo stood there in a daze for a moment, not knowing what to do. He always treated people with dislike without a good face, and even if he had to pretend and greet them with a smile, he felt at ease with it. After all, it was just a means to achieve his goal.

But when it comes to someone who is more than just an exploitative person and is actually his elder, he is a little unsure how to handle it. He looked at Song Yue for help, but Song Yue also felt awkward. He had never thought of Su Wanmo appearing in the same scene with his family. After all, Su Wanmo had always been secretive.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward for a moment.

Su Wanmo had no choice but to try and speak: "Father and mother-in-law, I have something to discuss with you two."

Since both of them are worried about their father-in-law and mother-in-law, it shows Song Yue's status in Su Wanmo's harem, but there is no solid evidence.

"I don't deserve it. Your Majesty, please feel free to tell me if you have anything to say." Anyway, his own wishes didn't seem to be very important.

Liu Yuhan gave Song Yue a look, but Song Yue didn't understand: "Ayue, take Chuchu in to play."

How could a woman be present at a marriage proposal? Song Yue didn't quite understand what was going on, but she didn't want to leave. However, seeing how serious Song's parents looked, she obediently led Song Shichu into the house.

Su Wanmo became even more nervous. Just as he was forming his thoughts, Song Chaofeng began to state his demands: "Our daughters from the Song family never serve as concubines. We would rather be peasant wives than concubines of high-ranking families. If Your Majesty doesn't give us a reasonable explanation, we will sell everything we have to take them and their child home to raise them personally. We will never let our descendants do such embarrassing things again."

Liu Yuhan could tell that Song Yue didn't want to stay in the palace. "If Your Majesty has another choice, you can wait until Song Yue gives birth and let her go. I don't want to see my daughter die alone in the palace."

How could a stranger who hadn't even been born be worth the child he'd cherished for so long? Even if Song Yue hated him, he was willing to bear it. After all, living in this palace was a little uncomfortable. If he could gain more benefits for Song Yue, what was the harm in dying? He had already died once, so how could he be afraid?

Su Wanmo didn't think that they were asking for too much. He had been planning to give it to them in the first place. If scolding them would make him feel more at ease, then what was wrong with that?

On the contrary, we only cherish what we have fought for ourselves.

"Xiao Xu has the same idea, but it's too hasty to hold the ceremony now. I originally wanted to make her a noble concubine first, and then make her the queen after the child is born. But I don't know what my father-in-law and mother-in-law will think about it."

Song Chaofeng didn't have such big ambitions, and it wasn't necessarily a good thing for him to sit in that position. He only had the qualifications to negotiate after raising his demands. Only if both sides took a step back would everyone be happy, right? But he didn't expect that he would respond so readily. He was a little unsure whether this was a test from him. It was not good to be too greedy.

Yu Liuyuhan looked at each other and were both very satisfied with his statement. No matter what their status was, they would have a place after all, which would allow them to turn the tide later. However, they didn't know what Song Yue meant.

Seeing that they were about to agree, Song Yue could no longer sit still: "I don't agree."

Who knows what he will think later, either he is at the top, or he can forget about restricting his freedom.

Song Shichu followed Song Yue closely, his attitude not unguarded.

Song's parents didn't know what she was thinking, but it was obvious that coming out at this time wouldn't bring good things. They spoke sternly, "Yueyue, go back."

Song Yue looked straight into Su Wanmo's eyes, as if trying to see what he was planning. No matter what he was planning, he couldn't block his way out. If he was branded as a concubine, he would have to be cautious in everything he did. One wrong step would make the margin of error too low, and maybe a Cheng Yaojin would show up halfway and suppress him everywhere.