Once Song Zhiyuan's suspicion dissipated, he spoke much more casually. As for how he came up with that idea, thinking about his mother's ferocity in farming from the past, it made sense.
He had always thought that his mother was actually quite smart, just born at the wrong time, coming to the Song Family as a child bride so early; he wondered what kind of parents could give birth to someone like her.
"But after what happened last night, mother, please don't do it again. It scared me to death."
Song Ci hesitated for a moment: "I still have to do it, if I have any merits."
Song Zhiyuan felt a pang in his heart and looked at his mother. What do you want to do, please be honest with me, otherwise, I feel uneasy and panicked.
"Our Prime Minister's Mansion is now very wealthy, and Fourth Brother has married a Commandery Princess. Eldest Brother, my heart oh, it's also uneasy, afraid that this prosperity might suddenly disperse." Song Ci finally revealed a hint of fear.
