A concubine's daughter is reborn and I want to enter the palace!

宋府

News came from the palace that Concubine Yu was already eight months pregnant, so Concubine Yunyu's stepmother and biological mother came to the palace to visit her.

Song Zhicheng was overjoyed after hearing this, and hurriedly said to Ma Wenhui, "That's great. After you enter the palace, tell Qingwan to give more advice to her brothers at home."

Ma Wenhui said proudly, "Of course, this time I enter the palace, I must let Song Qingwan win a good future for our Xiong'er!"

"And Ruohui, don't forget Ruohui." Song Zhicheng added.

When Ma Wenhui heard this, she instantly became furious.

"That's your son! Not my son. Besides, Song Ruohui is a bad person who only eats, drinks, gambles and prostitutes all day long. What can he do? Don't let Xiong'er get involved!"

Song Zhicheng frowned and said, "What are you talking about? You are the first wife of the Song Mansion, isn't Ruohui also your son?"

"It is precisely because Ruohui spends all his time eating, drinking and having fun that we need to arrange a good job for him! Look at how old he is already, and how many noble ladies are unwilling to marry him!"

Ma Wenhui snorted coldly, "Humph, you know that, let alone a lady from a famous family, even a woman from a decent family, who would dare to marry him?"

Song Zhicheng suppressed his displeasure, put his hands on Ma Wenhui's shoulders and said, "Okay, Madam, don't bother with a young boy like him. If he continues to be decadent like this, won't it affect the reputation of the other children in our Song family?"

"Think about Ning'er and Ting'er. Won't they be ashamed in their husband's family?"

When Song Ruoting was mentioned, Ma Wenhui became even more furious!

With her hands on her hips, she said, "You're still talking to me about Song Ruoting. Who can't she marry? Why does she have to share a husband with her elder sister? Now you want to save your reputation!"

"Also! No matter what kind of mess Song Ruohui becomes, he has nothing to do with our Ning'er. My Ning'er and Xiong'er are brothers from the same mother!"

Seeing that he couldn't communicate with Ma Wenhui, Song Zhicheng left in anger!

Turning around, Song Zhicheng came to Lin Lianrong's room.

Lin Lianrong didn't expect Song Zhicheng to come over so suddenly. She quickly stood up and said, "Master, you are here. Please take a seat."

Song Zhicheng sat down on the stool and said to Lin Lianrong as she poured tea for him, "Qingwan is already more than eight months pregnant, you know!"

When Lin Lianrong heard Song Zhicheng mention Song Qingwan, she immediately turned around and said, "I know! I know! I made a small bellyband myself, as well as a pair of tiger-head shoes and a tiger-head hat. Please bring them to the palace, Madam!"

Song Zhicheng looked down on Lin Lianrong's behavior and thought it was petty.

He said with some disdain, "Why are you still doing all that nonsense? There's nothing in the palace, and you still make these and send them in yourself!"

After hearing this, Lin Lianrong's smile froze. "Haha... But the work of the embroiderers... is not that attentive after all. I am the child's grandmother after all... It is my duty to do something for the child..."

Song Zhicheng said impatiently, "Okay, okay, do it if you want."

Seeing Song Zhicheng's expression, Lin Lianrong felt very impatient. She just stood there timidly, not daring to say anything.

Song Zhicheng noticed that Lin Lianrong hadn't sat down yet, and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing standing there? Come and sit down!"

Lin Lianrong got Song Zhicheng's approval, and then she quickly sat down. "Yes, yes, I understand."

Seeing Lin Lianrong's timid attitude towards him, Song Zhicheng was a little angry. He was about to criticize her, but then he thought of the purpose of his coming here, so he controlled his temper and said, "Rong'er!"

Lin Lianrong felt a little unnatural when Song Zhicheng suddenly called her like this after so many years.

"What's wrong, Master?" Lin Lianrong immediately stood up again and said

"Hey! Sit down, sit down!" Song Zhicheng waved his hand and said.

Lin Lianrong said, "Yes, Master."

After Lin Lianrong sat down, Song Zhicheng got straight to the point and said, "Wenhui will leave for the palace tomorrow. I thought that since you are Qingwan's biological mother, you should go with her to the palace to see Qingwan!"

Lin Lianrong was shocked when she heard this! She never thought that as a concubine, she could enter the palace to visit her daughter!

With a trembling voice, she asked, "Really, is it really possible? Master! Can I really go into the palace with you, Madam?"

Song Zhicheng said, "Okay, okay!"

Lin Lianrong couldn't help but worry again, "But even if the master agrees, is there anyone in the palace who can let me in..."

Song Zhicheng thought for a moment and said casually, "I have already reported it to the emperor, and I am here to tell you because the emperor agreed!"

After hearing this, Lin Lianrong was instantly excited! As a woman, she had never been to the palace and did not know that these matters in the harem were managed by the queen, so Song Zhicheng frightened her with just a few words.

"Thank you so much, Master! Thank you so much, Master!" Lin Lianrong cried with joy.

Song Zhicheng smiled and said, "Why are you being so polite to me? It's just that when you come to the palace this time, I also have something for you to do!"

"Master, just give me your orders, I will do my best!"

Lin Lianrong didn't care about anything else at this moment. As long as she could see her daughter, she would feel satisfied.

Seeing that Lin Lianrong agreed so readily, Song Zhicheng said directly, "You know that Ruohui has been idle all his life. Now that he is so old, he doesn't even have a husband!"

Lin Lianrong felt a little uneasy after hearing this, but she still agreed, "Yes, yes."

Song Zhicheng continued, "So when you enter the palace this time, have a good talk with Qingwan and ask her to whisper in the emperor's ear and find a good job for Ruohui. With a job, there will be countless people who will come to propose marriage to him!"

Although Lin Lianrong has lived in the mansion for a long time, she still understands this truth. How could she be willing to let her daughter do such a thing for that bastard Song Ruohui!

"Master... this... please forgive me for not being able to convey this. It is said that the harem cannot interfere in government affairs... If I fail to promote Ruohui and implicate Wan'er, it will be a loss."

When Song Zhicheng heard that Lin Lianrong rejected him, his expression changed instantly and he said coldly, "What do you mean by this!"

Song Zhicheng stopped pretending and spoke out his thoughts directly, "Could it be that a daughter's future is more important than a son's?"

Lin Lianrong lowered her head and said, "But I have nothing but this one daughter... She is more important than my life..."

Seeing that Ma Wenhui and Lin Lianrong were not making sense, Song Zhicheng vented his anger and said angrily, "Then you should stay in the mansion. I will report to the emperor that you are not feeling well and don't need to enter the palace!"

After hearing this, Lin Lianrong's face turned pale with shock!

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