Song Ci looked at the people below and whispered in a low voice, unable to help but look over and raised his eyebrows.

Why did this person come? It’s not embarrassing!

The person who came was not anyone, but Wen Zishan, who has now married to the Zhou royal palace. She came in with Mrs. Wen, wearing a palace outfit that belonged to the royal concubine, with a complicated bun, and a noble red hairpin on her head.

That look was definitely carefully modified, very different from the image in the past, very exquisite, and shows dignity and grace everywhere.

Everyone's eyes flashed lightly. With such a dress, it was not like coming to attend a banquet, but came to Yaowu and slap in the face. They couldn't help but look at Song Ci, and their eyes were filled with excitement.

Although the Song and Wen families did not make it clear, they knew from the gossip that the two families originally intended to get married, but before they could make it clear, they were picked by the King of Zhou.

Now that Song Lingsu is getting married, Concubine Wen is here. Should she come to demonstrate or tell everyone that she is not married to the wrong person?

Song Ci looked at Wen Zishan's light pink palace outfit, and her smile was still strong on the corner of her lips, but she sneered in her heart, she was young after all, and she couldn't hold back her anger.

So what if it is luxurious or dazzling? Are you qualified to wear red to show off your power?

No matter what the purpose of Wen Fang Concubine came here, when she saw the bride, she would understand what she had lost. No matter how respected she was, she was just a side room that could not afford to wear red.

So, she was wrong.

Wen Zishan was very satisfied with the stunning and envy of the ladies and grandmothers in the hall looking at her, and her face was even more proud, her waist and back were straight, her chin was slightly raised, and her smile was light.

She didn't know why she was here, whether she wanted to tell herself that she had made no choice or to show everyone that she made no choice.

She hopes to untie this knot.

So she came with the King of Zhou.

But when Wen Zishan came to Song Ci, she saw the old lady's smile and looked into her eyes, her body froze slightly and almost couldn't stand it.

His arrogance and ostentatiousness seemed so ridiculous and overwhelming in the other party's eyes that had a clear understanding of everything.

The clown, always himself.

"Madam Song, congratulations to you on your happy granddaughter-in-law." Mrs. Wen smiled and bowed to Song Ci.

Wen Zishan also bowed. She was the royal concubine, but her identity was far from being able to salute Song Ci. Even the emperor respected her and slapped her mother-in-law, Concubine Fan Shu in the face for her. Now Concubine Fan Shu has not yet regained her father's joy.

So the King of Zhou came to please and surrender to the Song family, and she also came.

"Madam Wen, don't be too polite. Come, please ask Mrs. Wen and Concubine Wen to sit down to see the tea. Yes, why didn't your old lady come?" Song Ci asked with a smile.

Mrs. Wen replied respectfully: "So you know that our old lady has been greedy for the past two days and has been caught in a little cold wind. The imperial doctor asked her to recuperate and stopped coming. I ask me to say goodbye to you."

Song Ci said politely: "That's something to be raised. We can't stand the cold air at all, unlike young people. Wen Fangfang hasn't seen him for a long time. This looks even more outstanding and has a noble temperament. It's said that the royal family can support people, and this seems to be true."

Mrs. Wen's smile froze and she still tried hard to maintain it.

Wen Zishan smiled and gave a blessing: "You are too old."
Chapter completed!