Chapter 963 How could my son be fake?

Concubine Ji was a little confused. Suddenly, she dreamed about the past, how old was Ze'er, eleven or twelve, when a weak child ran to her and called him Chu Ze.

It was really funny. Ze'er was traveling with her in the lake at that time, but such a crazy little beggar came out, claiming to be Prince Min.

Sure enough, this man is rich and can get anything done.

At that time, although she felt angry and funny, she almost killed the child. It was Ze'er who was kind and begging for love and only drove the person away.

Concubine Ji opened her eyes, tears slid down in her eyes, and when she saw the person in front of her, she smiled.

"Ze'er."

"Mother, why are you still crying when you wake up?" Prince Min sat beside the couch and took a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

Concubine Ji was hoarse and said, "I'm crying?"

She touched the corner of her eyes, and felt strange inward, but she didn't care, saying, "My mother just had a dream, dreaming that you were when you were a child."

"oh?"

Prince Min helped her up, took the big-looking pillow and placed it on her waist, and said, "No matter what you dream about, you have to drink medicine first."

He took the pills held by the palace maid next to him, took a spoon and scooped it, and blew it in front of Concubine Ji.

Concubine Ji felt very warm and said angrily: "You are the son of a daughter. How can you ask you to feed the medicine? I am still a timely epidemic. What if it is passed on to you?"

"You are my mother, and you are my son who serves in person. What's the matter? I'm not afraid of contagion. Besides, don't you think I'm also wearing a cloth scarf?" Prince Min said warmly.

"That's too risky."

"I've got it already, I'm here anyway. You can take medicine quickly."

Concubine Ji was a little helpless. Under his service, she obediently drank the medicine, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looked at him softly, and said, "Mother Mother just dreamed that there was a little beggar coming to pretend to be you back then. It was ridiculous. How could the mother Mother not recognize her son?"

Concubine Ji touched his face and said, "My son is so filial that he can be close to him and serve him, so how can he be fake? Whoever can do this as a son can do this, even Queen Mother Wang, she will not have the blessing of me."

Prince Min chuckled: "Do you still remember that time? Mother, what if someone says that his son is fake?"

Concubine Ji glared: "Whoever dares to say it, the mother will be anxious with whom. Will I admit my mistakes if I am a mother?" She touched Prince Min's ear and said: "You have a little red mole like your father, so how can you still be fake?"

"This is so easy to be rich and powerful. Even the little red mole can be created by secret techniques. In the future, if someone like this comes to you to recognize your mother, the mother will drive me away."

Concubine Ji smiled: "Look at the silly words you said, don't worry, you are the only one of my sons, and I won't recognize anyone."

Prince Min tucked her quilt and said, "I've said that, please rest quickly."

"Well, then you go out quickly and don't be sick." Concubine Ji coughed a few more times.

Prince Min helped her lie down again, told the palace maid a few words, and then turned around and left.

Concubine Ji smiled at the corner of her mouth. This is her son, how could it be fake?

But she didn't know that the reason why her son walked out of the house and came to an open space, wiped his hands with a veil, threw the cloth and handkerchief on his face into the brazier beside him. Hearing the reply from the people behind him, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"All idiots!"
Chapter completed!