It’s not that Song Ci is obsessed with conspiracy theories, thinking the worst of human nature, it’s just that she’s seen too much, like the history of her own world, that whole "Nine Dragons Contend for the Throne" thing, wasn’t that brutal?
Oh, according to the skeptics, the dynasty she’s in doesn’t even exist. Who knows, it might be a refreshing change in the palace intrigue world, where everyone is full of love and the Imperial Family is one big happy family, always yielding and polite to each other.
As if! One big happy family? More like building a group chat!
Judging by how Emperor Chu is adept at guarding against his sons and courtiers, you know the tradition of palace intrigue isn’t far off.
Song Ci quietly took a bite of her lon. There’s no need to say more; just grab a seat and enjoy the show.
"Are you all having tea here?"
Song Zhiyu walked into the garden, beckoned a maid, and sat down beside Niu Pan’er after bringing over a chair.
Niu Pan’er: "Weren’t you at Bao Datong’s birthday banquet having a drink? Why are you back so early?"
"Just had two cups of wine. They changed places, it wasn’t interesting, so I ca back." Song Zhiyu shrugged and said, "Anyway, with my relationship with Bao Datong, not having a cup or two won’t cause any grievance."
"Why wasn’t it interesting? Are you feeling unwell or lacking Silver? Have Ying Hua get you so silver notes to go back?" Niu Pan’er said generously.
Song Zhiyu: "..."
I know you’re so poor that all you have left is money, but don’t act like I’ll die if I don’t go out and play, okay!
I clearly want to be a good husband and a good father!
Song Ci watched with a smile from the side, feeling like a classic duo of a mature woman and a puppy. Perfect match.
Song Zhiyu, catching his mother’s mischievous glance, pretended to put on a frown, saying, "As if I’d be short of Silver? I’m just annoyed they’re going to the pleasure boat, can’t be bothered to go, it’s boring."
Song Ci: "You really are becoming a dad now, that discipline is good, don’t set a bad example for your child. Being a dad, you have to set a good example."
"Naturally." Song Zhiyu said proudly, puffing out his chest.
Niu Pan’er: "Keeping young n cooped up isn’t good either, you should let loose a little."
Oops!
Song Zhiyu gave her a resentful glare.
Is there any other wife who encourages her man to fool around?
Song Ci was also shocked. This daughter-in-law is so generous, could she care less about the father of her baby?
Lin Qing: The Commandery Princess truly is no ordinary person.
Niu Pan’er: "..."
Facing the varied expressions of the others, she felt a bit innocent. She wasn’t tender and delicate by nature, and being older than her husband, she naturally had to yield more to him.
n having romances outside is normal, let alone, their future child would take his surna. Even preventing him from being frivolous seems too harsh, poor Song Yulang is too constrained!
If Song Ci knew what Niu Pan’er was thinking, she’d probably spit out old blood, worrying for her son. This mindset clearly shows she’s not in love with him.
Song Zhiyu gave Niu Pan’er a few sharp looks, saying, "Right, while drinking just now, I heard there’s an auspicious sign in the mountains of Jizhou’s Yecheng: a strange stone shaped like a blue dragon, with the quality of white jade. It’s said that when it appeared, colorful auspicious clouds were seen in the sky, as if an immortal was passing by, prompting local people to worship and claim an immortal had descended."
Pfft.
Cough cough.
Niu Pan’er and Lin Qing each spat out.
Song Zhiyu angrily.
Wiping his face covered in tea, he glared at Niu Pan’er indignantly.
You must have so issues with .
Niu Pan’er exchanged a glance with Lin Qing, then looked at Song Ci.
Confird, your predictions are spot-on, you could set up a stall!
Song Ci looked as if hiding her great achievents and fa, calmly took a sip of her tea.
Don’t worship, I’m just a legend, everything I say cos true!
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