Ye Peizhu stopped talking and didn't say anything more no matter how much Lin Jingru asked.
What a joke! If she continued talking, wouldn't she be feeding the food into Lin Jingru's mouth?
Some truths should be discovered by Lin Jingru herself.
Some things that come as a bolt from the blue should be borne by Lin Jingru herself.
Ye Peizhu’s words stunned Lin Jingru.
Indeed, it has been some time since Zhu'er came back.
Zhu'er goes out almost every day.
But he never told her what he was going to do when he went out, and she never asked.
Even Ye Peizhu, an outsider, felt that she had neglected Zhu'er.
I'm afraid Zhu'er thinks the same way.
Lin Jingru made up her mind that after she returned from the sacrifice ceremony, she would take good care of Zhuer.
Ye Peizhu glanced at Lin Jingru's changing expression and was satisfied.
Song Jiujiu, who was held in her mother's arms, pricked up her ears to listen to what her mother and Princess Ning said, and couldn't help but sigh.
[I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I feel like my mother is becoming more and more sinister.
But this is also good. If my mother can stand up, the talents of our Kangwang Mansion will not be easily bullied.
Even if you are really bullied, you can fight back!
I feel relieved knowing that my mother is by my father's side.
I don't know when this ritual will end. It's so boring. I should get some sleep first.
Song Jiujiu muttered to herself, turned her little head, buried her little face in her mother's soft arms and prepared to sleep.
Ye Peizhu adjusted her posture to make her daughter sleep more comfortably.
After the sacrifice, everyone present can return home.
Lin Jingru was thinking about what Ye Peizhu said. After returning to Prince Ning's Mansion, she thought about it and went to Song Zhu's room.
Song Zhu was just about to rest when he saw his mother coming. He frowned slightly and a hint of impatience flashed across his eyes.
"Mother, what's the matter?"
Lin Jingru sat down at the table, hesitating how to start.
Song Zhu poured tea for her mother, "Mother, aren't you going to look after Nuan'er? Nuan'er must be angry that she couldn't go to the palace with us."
When it comes to her daughter Song Nuan'er, Lin Jingru also has a headache.
The reason why they didn't let Nuan'er follow them into the palace in the morning was because they were afraid that the child would make noise in the palace and be ignorant of etiquette, thus implicating other people in their Ning Wang Mansion.
As a result, Nuan'er knew that she could not enter the palace, so she rolled on the ground and threw a tantrum. It took her a long time to coax her into submission.
When she returned to the yard just now, she saw Nuan'er sleeping, so she took the opportunity to leave and look for Zhu'er.
"I just went to see Nuan'er, she was sleeping."
Princess Ning's answer made Song Zhu sneer silently.
If Song Nuan'er hadn't fallen asleep, his mother probably wouldn't have thought of coming over to see him.
"Then what is the matter that the mother came to her son?"
Song Zhu asked repeatedly, hoping that his mother would leave quickly after she finished speaking.
In the past, he would be very happy if he saw his mother come to him on her own initiative.
But now, he won't.
He is no longer the boy who longs for maternal love.
It is enough for him to have Aunt Chen's care.
Lin Jingru was thinking about something and didn't notice that Song Zhu's attitude had changed slightly compared to before.
She organized her words and said, "Zhu'er, it's been a while since you came back from your study abroad.
Mother has seen you go out every day these days. Where have you been?
Can you tell your mother about it?"
Song Zhu frowned, his tone slightly sarcastic, "Why are you suddenly asking me this? If I remember correctly, I once told you what I was going to do when I was leaving the house.
But before the son could finish his words, his mother interrupted him and told him to do his own thing and not to tell her everything.
Why is the mother asking about this matter with her son again now? "
Lin Jingru thought that if she asked this question, Song Zhu would answer.
But she didn't expect that her son would actually use a mocking tone to turn the tables on her!
Song Zhu is indeed the biological son of Prince Ning. In some ways, both father and son are equally annoying!
Lin Jingru was a little angry and embarrassed. "I asked you, so you tell me! You know what happened before. Nuan'er was making a fuss. How could I have the time and energy to listen to you?"
"Well, mother prefers Nuan'er, and her son knows it.
The son was a little tired, so the mother decided to go back and continue looking after Nuan'er.
If Nuan Er wakes up and makes a fuss, annoying her father, then the one who will be upset will be her mother as well."
Song Zhu said this calmly and stood up.
He looked like he was about to see someone off.
He found that he seemed to be getting more and more accustomed to his mother's favoritism.
He was so used to it that even if his mother scolded him for Nuan'er, he could remain calm and his emotions would not be affected at all.
Lin Jingru didn't expect Song Zhu to say such a thing.
But she also heard jealousy in Song Zhu's words.
"Zhu'er, are you jealous of your sister?
Just because I care about Nuan'er more than you?
You are the boss, what's wrong with letting your younger sister do that?
You are already fifteen years old! Your sister is only a little over three years old, you should be more mature! "
Lin Jingru's face was full of disbelief and she shouted.
She didn't understand why her older son would be jealous of his three-year-old sister!
Song Zhu's expression remained calm, not changing at all because of Lin Jingru's words.
"Well, mother is right. My son wants to rest. Please go ahead, mother."
Song Zhu said this lightly and went back to the inner room.
Lin Jingru was so angry that her chest heaved up and down. She flicked her sleeves and walked out.
But after she walked on the road and was blown by the wind for a while.
She suddenly remembered what Ye Peizhu said: "Even if the relationship between you and your son is not as deep as the one between you and your daughter, he is your son after all. You should still pay more attention to him."
Even an outsider like Ye Peizhu said this...
She asked herself, she really didn't care about Zhu'er as much as she cared about Nuan'er.
Then...it seems reasonable that Zhu'er would be jealous of Nuan'er for being favored by her.
The anger in Lin Jingru's chest dissipated completely in an instant.
At the same time, guilt towards Song Zhu also emerged.
She wanted to go back and have a good talk with Song Zhu, but at the same time, her maid ran over in a hurry.
"Princess! The young lady has woken up and is crying. I can't comfort her. Please go and see her."
When it comes to Song Nuan'er, Lin Jingru can immediately put everything behind her and only has Song Nuan'er in her eyes.
She also forgot that she wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Song Zhu.
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Three days after the Cold Food Festival is the Qingming Festival.
Qingming Festival is the time for people to visit graves.
Members of the royal family also had to visit the imperial mausoleum to pay respects.
The royal mausoleum of Fufeng State was located in the back mountain. Early in the morning, Prince Kang and his family went to the palace.
It’s only a few days away from the Cold Food Festival, when we had to get up early, and now we have to get up early again.
Song Jiujiu was yawning and sleepy, lying lazily in her mother's arms, trying hard to keep her eyes open and not fall asleep.
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