The whole capital is looking forward to my Kefu

Chapter 720
"You have no one to rely on in the capital. Even if Ah Jiu marries into the palace, she has no family to rely on behind her. No one can guarantee that the Northern King will treat her consistently. If she is bullied in the future, who can stand up for her?"

What Song Xuanrong said was sincere.

Shen Qingwu heard the words but said indifferently:
"Uncle is serious. We have never had anything with uncle, so why do we need to fix it?"

"As for Ah Jiu and Bei Wang's close relationship, Bei Wang also treats her very well, and doesn't need uncle to worry about her."

"Qingwu..." Song Xuanrong frowned.

Shen Qingwu directly interrupted him, "Grandmother is already awake, I'd better go in and see her, I'll talk about it later if I have anything to do."

Seeing Shen Qingwu being pushed in, Song Xuanrong shook his sleeves violently as if because of his stubbornness, and followed behind into the room after a while.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the room, but there was still a faint scent.

Shen Qingwu frowned slightly: "What's the smell?"

Jin Yun next to him said in a low voice: "It's sandalwood. The room is full of bitter medicine. After the old lady woke up, the smell was uncomfortable, so she ordered sandalwood to drive away the smell of medicine."

Shen Qingwu didn't think too much when he heard the words, but felt that the fragrance in the room mixed with the bitter smell of the medicine made his chest feel tight. He stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, and saw that Mrs. Song had woken up on the bed over there.

She was leaned against the head of the bed by Madam Jiang, her face was full of sickness, her lips were a little chapped, and her eyes were much cloudier than before.

"Mother, Qingwu came to see you."

Song Xuanrong stepped forward and whispered to Mrs. Song, "Are you feeling better?"

Mrs. Song opened her mouth: "What's so good, it's just a dying person..." When she turned her head to look at Shen Qingwu, she was extremely weak, "You are still willing to come to see me, I thought I would Even if I'm dead, you won't come to see me."

Shen Qingwu asked Dongqing to push him to the bed, and said with a gentle expression: "What did grandma say, you are not in good health, so I, Ah Jiu, and Ah Ruo naturally want to visit you."

Mrs. Song twitched the corners of her mouth: "Really?"

"of course."

Shen Qingwu's eyes fell on Mrs. Song's face, and said in a low voice:
"No matter what my grandmother did, she finally gave birth to my mother. This is how we are born. We are connected by blood. We also hope that you are well."

Mrs. Song fixedly stared at Shen Qingwu for a while, with tears in her eyes.

Song Xuanrong watched the two talking for a while, and then said: "Mother, don't think too much, Qingwu and the others are still filial to you after all, and hurried over when they heard that you are not well."

He turned his head to Shen Qingwu and said,

"Qingwu, the imperial physician said that your grandmother is depressed, and she cares about your brothers and sisters the most. You can persuade your grandmother that the outside affairs can be easily resolved, and the most important thing is her body."

Listening to Song Xuanrong's words, Shen Qingwu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the face of the old Mrs. Song on the opposite side was full of decline, and the imperial physician also said that she might not be able to survive tonight, so he looked at Song Xuanrong with pleading eyes, only thinking that he I want him to appease the old lady and make her want to survive.

After a moment of silence, Shen Qingwu nodded and agreed to stay.

Song Xuanrong showed some joy when he heard the words: "Jiangma, you stay here and take care of it. The others should go out first, so that Qingwu and mother can have a good talk."

"Qingwu, I have to deal with your cousin's affairs. If you have anything to do, just tell the people below. Your grandmother will trouble you here."

(End of this chapter)