: Old clam is so embarrassed

Song Zhiyuan went to the morning court, but his eldest daughter Song Ruqian came to the door. Her father was assassinated. Even if she was dying of illness, she had to visit her. Especially her mother was a little bad, so she could not feel at ease.

Song Ruqian took her daughter Tiantian to Song Ci's side first, and accompanied Song Ci for a while, but was dismissed by Song Ci very considerately.

"I know you are worried about your mother, go ahead and put the child here. Yuanyuan is there too. Let the two of them play together." Song Ci smiled and said, "I don't know if the road will slip. You should walk carefully."

Song Ruqian responded with a smile, and with a blessed gift, she was surrounded by servants and maids and went to the main courtyard.

Mrs. Song had long learned that her eldest daughter had entered the mansion and sat on the bed looking forward to it. She smiled when she saw someone.

"Mother." Song Ruqian walked over, and was spared by her biological mother before she could salute her. She sat next to her hand.

"The weather is cold and it snows from time to time. Your body is getting heavy, but you shouldn't have come." Mrs. Song valued her eldest daughter more after Song Ruqi gave birth, for fear of any mistakes.

Song Ruqian said angrily: "I heard that my father was assassinated, and you were not very happy. Even if you were to cut the knife this day, my daughter would have to come. If I hadn't seen your two elders be in good condition, I wouldn't be able to keep my heart safe."

"Don't worry, your father just suffered some minor injuries. He went to the morning court today. As for his mother... he was just an old clam who had pearls, and his fetal aura was not very stable." Mrs. Song was rarely embarrassed and shy.

She is almost forty in a few years. When her grandson has her, she is pregnant again. When the child is born, she is younger than her grandson.

It's so embarrassing.

Song Ruqian pursed her lips and smiled: "What's so sorry about this? You and your father are in love, and the zither and sing together. This is a good thing that no one can meet."

"Others always say that I am at my age and I have an old clam with beads."

"That's all others are sorry for you. How many people can't expect from the couple's affection? There is no concubine in the room." Song Ruqian pulled her hand and said, "Mom, don't listen to what people outside say. You are the legitimate wife's family, and you are pregnant with a legitimate son. What's ridiculous? Look at my grandmother, isn't she also a fourth uncle who is over 40 years old?"

"That's it." Mrs. Song lowered her head and stroked her stomach, sighing: "I just don't know if this child can be kept."

"What did Dr. Lin say?"

"What else can I do, and it depends on God's will and whether our mother and son are destined to be together. Even the gynecologist Master Liu said the same thing. So you see, I can only lie down. When I am tired, I can only lie down, but I dare not move."

Seeing her with worry, Song Ruqian hurriedly held her hand and said, "Mom, don't be too pessimistic. Look in the right direction. As long as you sit firmly, it's fine. Now, don't think about anything or worry about it. Just focus on yourself."

Mrs. Song nodded: "I know. I hope God will favor this child. If he can be a man, Su'er will have more help in the future, and you two sisters will have more brothers to support."

Song Ruqian smiled and said, "As long as the child is born healthy, what does it matter if he is a man and a daughter? In our family, daughters are also very noble."

As the father was awarded the first rank of the first rank, the status of the Song daughter became higher and higher, so what about the daughter?

Mrs. Song agreed deeply, and when she saw her raised abdomen, her eyes darkened: "The most regrettable thing is your second sister."
Chapter completed!