My wife is weak

Chapter 561 The Position of the Crown Prince
The pen in Song Yu's hand fell directly on the rice paper he just painted on: "Yaoyao, this can't be a joke!"

He knew that Tang Ruyao would not joke about this kind of thing, but...

He would rather Tang Ruyao was joking with him now.

If I really had a younger sister alive, the little girl would not be in such a state at all. This state can only show that my younger sister is not doing well.

The death of the mother and concubine was not simple. The other party even found the dead baby. It didn't take much thinking to know that the child would not have a good life at all.

Tang Ruyao walked up to Song Yan's side, picked up the brush he had dropped, re-dipped the ink, and began to draw on the paper.

pen down.

"This is the little girl I saw, this is the bracelet I saw on the pregnant woman's hand, and the clothes she was wearing at that time..."

Song Yan took a deep breath, trying to calm down his heart, but the voice was still trembling: "She...how is she now."

"Not very good."

Tang Ruyao looked at Song Yan and continued: "She is not in this continent now, she is imprisoned by the Holy Son, she... has a special physique."

That's all Tang Ruyao said, if she continued, she couldn't say it.

And Song Yan also guessed what Tang Ruyao originally wanted to say.

Fortunately, Song Yan did not continue to ask, the atmosphere in the room was oppressive, and both of them remained silent.

"Then I'll go back first."

Tang Ruyao knew that now she had to give Song Yan some time to accept, and she had to tell the little lion as soon as possible. Just as she was about to go out, someone grabbed her wrist.

The hand holding her wrist was not as warm as usual, with a trace of coolness, Tang Ruyao turned her head slightly, looked at Song Qiao, only to see the young man lowered his head and said hoarsely to her : "Thank you very much."

Pursing her lips, Tang Ruyao said, "She's still waiting for us to take her home!"

Song Yan's hand trembled, and then he let go of Tang Ruyao's wrist, "Okay!"

Tang Ruyao didn't say anything else, walked straight out of the door, and said to Wen Ling who was standing at the door, "Let's go!"

An hour after Tang Ruyao left, Song Yan went to the imperial study.

Song Yan, Song Wennan and his son stayed in the study for a long time, and it was not over until they were about to go to court.

On the second day, there was a commotion in the court. No one knew why the third prince who had disappeared for nearly a year suddenly appeared, and no one knew what the emperor was thinking. The prince pushed to the position of crown prince.

Even rebuttals by a few respected ministers are useless.

Although most of Song Wennan never got angry, but when he got angry, no one could resist it.

"What's the matter! My own son ascended to the position of crown prince, do you have any objections?"

Song Wennan looked at the old minister kneeling on the ground, and said, "Otherwise, is it okay to let your grandson be the heir apparent?"

"The old minister is panicking, the Holy Majesty speaks carefully, this cannot be said!"

All the people present knelt down in unison, they didn't dare to say anything after they had said this.

After all, there are only a few people in the court who have the courage to challenge the emperor for the position of crown prince, and most of them are leaders of other princes' parties.

"Go back!"

Song Wennan obviously didn't want to talk about it anymore, so he just waved his hand to let everyone leave.

(End of this chapter)