[I know. Don't rush me. I'll watch it for a while.]

Guagua stopped talking, and Song Yaoyao's voice was heard again in the room:

[This pretty widow is not good. It seems that she just likes to flirt and doesn't dare to do anything practical. ]

【Hey, if you like me, come on! 】

[I feel anxious for the pretty widow when I see this! ]

…

Before she knew it, it was already very late and Song Yaoyao fell asleep without knowing when.

Song Yaoyao felt like she had just fallen asleep for a short while when Bitao was already calling her to get up in her ear.

Song Yaoyao turned over, with her back to Bi Tao, and said in a daze:

"Don't make any noise, let me sleep a little longer."

"Miss, you can't sleep any longer. Hurry up and get up. You still have to go to court with the master today!"

Song Yaoyao only felt the noise in her ears and buried her head in the quilt.

Bitao was still calling her, but Song Yaoyao just wanted to sleep.

At this moment, Minister Song's voice came from outside:

"Yaoyao."

Bi Tao hurried out and said, "Master."

"Is the lady awake?"

"No, I called for a long time, but the lady didn't get up."

Minister Song said to the two maids at the door:

"Bang Bi Tao, you must wake up the young lady."

"yes."

Bitao and the other two walked into the room and forced Song Yaoyao out of the quilt.

Song Yaoyao didn't even open her eyes. Two maids supported her and kept her sitting. Then Bitao began to help her dress, wash and dress up.

Song Yaoyao's official robe was delivered yesterday along with the imperial edict. It was a little big, so Madam Song had to ask someone to alter it overnight before she could wear it.

When Song Yaoyao went out, she was supported by Bitao and the maids, and her eyes were closed the whole time.

Minister Song looked at Song Yaoyao like this:

"Yaoyao, wake up!"

Song Yaoyao didn't even open her eyes:

"Dad, I'll take a nap for a while."

Minister Song looked at Song Yaoyao like this, shook his head helplessly, resigned himself to his fate, carried Song Yaoyao on his shoulders, turned around and left.

Song Yaoyao felt a sudden sense of loss, woke up, saw that she was being carried by her father, and closed her eyes with peace of mind.

Song Yaoyao was carried to the front of the carriage and stuffed directly into the door. Only then did Minister Song get on the carriage himself.

In the carriage, Song Yaoyao found a comfortable position and slept for a while.

Song Yaoyao smacked her lips from time to time: "Delicious, really delicious."

Saliva flowed down the corners of her mouth. Song Yaoyao seemed to feel something. She reached out and wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve and continued to sleep.

This is simply unbearable to watch!

Minister Song resisted the urge to kick his little daughter out of the carriage and closed his eyes.

If he looked at it a few more times, he would definitely not be able to suppress his primordial power and would explode!

How could he have given birth to such an unreliable daughter?

He and his wife are a perfect match. Their two sons are outstanding men, and their eldest daughter is also a famous lady in the capital. Only the youngest daughter looks like a dandy!

She is already 12 years old, and will be of marriageable age in a few years. In her current state, can she still get married?

I can’t think about it, it gives me a headache!

The carriage swayed forward, and Song Yaoyao slept even more deeply during this swaying.

After driving for an unknown amount of time, the carriage finally stopped.