"Young Master Yu has made a big deal, I don't know what I gave to Liangchen this time." Su Wan also smiled brightly. The mother and son both bent their beautiful eyes and looked exactly the same.

"That's something for good luck, why should I worry about it?" Song Ziheng exposes without hesitation, and said domineeringly, "What does my wife want, just tell me what she wants."

"Okay." Su Wan nodded openly, thought for a while and asked again, "Young Master Yu likes Liangchen so much, but because his wife has not yet heard from?"

Song Ziheng nodded and sighed slightly: "The descendants are really a heart-wrenching problem of Brother Hengyuan."

Of course, what is more important is that as the saints are getting older, the princes begin to fight openly and secretly. Yu Hengyuan, or the third prince, has no legitimate son, and the only son of the concubine, is still a sick person, and only with medicine, and I don’t know if he can live to adulthood. In this way, the third prince and his sect have a fatal weakness.

Song Ziheng and Yu Hengyuan are in good terms, and they naturally hope that he can get ahead smoothly, regardless of whether it is open or secret. Therefore, Song Ziheng is also a little worried.

Su Wan nodded when she heard this, not knowing whether she should be worried or glad. History has not changed completely, and she finally didn't have to be as worried as before.

Of course, it is not her turn to worry. In history, Yu Hengyuan was able to ascend the throne successfully, so he naturally would not change much now. So he asked the previous question: "Why don't people in the world know that Mr. Yu and Mr. Zeng have a close relationship, how can they hide it?"

Song Ziheng smiled when he heard this: "My wife doesn't know that there is indeed a nephew named Yu in the family of Marquis Anyuan. She has been staying in Marquis Anyuan's mansion all year round?"

Su Wan was not too surprised and nodded, "So that's it. Since this person is the one who can secretly cross Chen Cang, it can only be said that the layout is meticulous, which is admirable."

While talking, the carriage stopped in front of the prefect's door, and the big bull's respectful voice came from outside: "Master, Madam, we are here."

Song Liangchen couldn't wait to open his hands to Su Wan to hug him, but Song Ziheng intercepted the bell halfway without warning, hugged him out of the car, and put it on the ground. Song Liangchen turned around and rushed to Su Wan in the car and shouted: "Mom."

Song Ziheng no longer held Su Wan's hand without saying a word and helped her get out of the car.

The mansion was filled with joy, and the news came that his master had received praise from the saint and even rewarded him. For the servants of the mansion, it was naturally a great day worth celebrating.

After returning to the mansion, Song Ziheng held the imperial edict in his hands and placed it on the shore, and kowtowed with everyone, with the preciousness comparable to the tablets of ancestors.

Finally, they were ready. While walking towards the bedroom, Su Wan said, "Mama Liu, come and make some hot water, wipe your husband's face, and wash the rouge on my face as well."

"Yes." Liu Ma responded, turned around and pointed at a maid to go to the kitchen to get two basins of water.

After giving instructions, Liu Ma asked again: "Madam, have you taken the young master back to change your clothes?"

"It's OK."

Liu Ma called Caidie a safe Caidie: "Go and change your clothes for the young master."

While he was talking, he had already entered the house. Song Ziheng was still going to socialize, so he didn't change his clothes. As soon as Su Wan entered the house, Liu's mother came forward with a wink and took off her clothes, carefully folded them aside: "The woman who was washing clothes was afraid that her hands would not be heavy, and her wife's life would be careless, so she put it aside first. The old slave would wash it when she has time."

Su Wan smiled, "I can't wear it twice a year, why are you so careful?"
Chapter completed!