Song Ci sat on the imperial decree table, smiled and greeted everyone, and sat in his seat.

"Madam, I haven't seen each other for several days, and this breath is as good as before." Mrs. Guan's seat in Dingguo Duke's Mansion was next to Song Ci. Behind her, Guan Shuyan bowed her knees and bowed.

Song Ci's eyes bent and she smiled and said, "Mrs. Guan and Miss Guan Liu are good."

Mrs. Guan smiled, her eyes falling on Mrs. Wen, who was focusing on this side, with a little deep meaning in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, Miss Wen would make such a low-level mistake, and the relatives of the Song family and the Wen family would not be able to do it.

Mrs. Wen nodded with a smile, and her hands clenched tightly on her thighs, feeling angry.

After all, it's a bit unsatisfactory!

Since leaving Wanbaolou, the people who originally wanted to come to ask for a marriage ceremony were gone, and those who came to the door became those rogues, even the Ji family dared to ask someone to test it.

It's a very shameful and humiliating.

Song Ci also smiled at Mrs. Wen, but it was a little sincere. Mrs. Wen was stunned for a moment, smiled with a pursed lips, and sighed again. The Grandma Song family was a kind person.

But she didn't know that in Song Ci's opinion, this was not a big deal, and the Wen family had not celebrated their family and had no holiday, so there was no need to see people falling into trouble and taking advantage of the situation.

However, Wen Zishan has really reduced a lot. Her face that was originally an oval face turned into a melon-shaped face, but there was a bit more depressing color between her eyebrows, making her look even colder and more arrogant.

Song Ci lowered her eyes, and anyone would pay the price for what she had done.

On this side, Mrs. Song asked Mrs. Guan a lot of things, which was so hot, haha, to put it bluntly, it was wolf ambition.

Song Ci coughed lightly and glanced at Mrs. Song, don't do it too much or obvious, look at the ugly appearance of eating.

Mrs. Song: “…”

Song Ci looked around for another time, and his eyes touched Concubine Ji, who was sitting on the left side of Queen Mother Wang's seat. Before she could smile to say hello, the other party rolled his eyes, shaking.

Song Ci: "..."

I have no idea that a person from later generations didn’t want to talk to you and threw a dog’s emoticon at you.

Digging her grave?

While no one was paying attention, Song Ci quickly made a face and responded when Concubine Ji saw it.

Hurt each other!

Concubine Ji widened her eyes, looking shocked at the sight of a ghost, and pointed at Song Ci.

Song Ci showed a gentle and kind smile when everyone saw it, which was very harmless and puzzled.

Concubine Ji: "..."

Bad woman is getting older!

Song Ci said: "The Ji family knows how to avoid it, so they are not present."

Mrs. Guan came over and said, "After all, the new mourning at home is so why dare not come to attend the Emperor's Birthday Festival? There is no need to collide. But their family will have to hold a wedding in a few days."

Song Ci and Mrs. Song were both stunned: "What?"

Mrs. Guan said mysteriously: "It is said that Mr. Ji has no thoughts about food and food after he left his wife. He repeatedly dreamed of his deceased wife and asked him to continue his filial piety while it was hot. Otherwise, she would worry that the dead soul would not dissipate. Therefore, Mr. Ji has already made a decision to follow his deceased wife's wishes. He thought that the invitation would be sent to your mansion in two days."

"Tsk tsk, it's really bothering and standing. You can make up a ghost story to cover it up, it's hard for them." Song Ci smiled bitterly.

It was obvious that he wanted to rely on the dead, and he was not afraid of coming to him seriously at night, after all, that one died injustice.

Mrs. Song was about to speak when a sharp voice sounded: "The emperor is here!"

The birthday party begins.
Chapter completed!