The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Although Song Qing is reluctant to give up, she knows that this decision is very good for the future of the two children.

Hesitated for a long time, she nodded astringently: "OK, according to what you said, let fengxichen choose one of Zichen and Zimu to take back to the western regions."

Xuanyuansheng ordered fengxichen to Xiangrui hall, but he and song Qingqing rushed there first.

Inside the hall, two little guys are fighting for snacks. Zichen has more strength, and his little feet kick Zimu crying.

Nanny quickly came forward to separate the two people, which is to think, the two brothers cry to find a piece.

When song Qingqing and xuanyuansheng came, they saw this kind of scene and were very sad.

Zichen and Zimu sat on the soft couch, staring at the empress and the emperor with big black and white eyes. Their soft and cute appearance almost melted their hearts.

Rao Shisong had made a decision for a long time, but she still hesitated. She looked at xuanyuansheng with her eyebrows and said, "I still can't bear it!"

Xuanyuansheng took her hand and said, "let's talk to fengxichen first. We must let him come back with his children within half a year. We can't give birth to brotherhood. Won't you be able to see him then?"

Song Qing shook his head: "I think half a year is too long, children's memory is very shallow."

Xuanyuansheng twisted his eyebrows: "after all, the western regions are far away from Jinxi. It's not easy to come here. It's not as good as March."

Before song could say anything, he heard Ling Fei's report: "the king of the western regions has come to see you."

Xuanyuansheng said that he came in and saw that his face was full of excitement. He could hardly suppress the trembling voice and asked, "emperor, empress, have you decided?"

Song Qingqing glared at him: "I know it's not good for you to come. We have made a decision to let you come back empty handed and only allow you to stay until the new year. After the new year Palace Banquet, go away."

Feng Xichen retorted with dismay face: "queen, you can't be so unkind. You should always plan for their future."

Song Qingqing didn't say a word. For a moment, xuanyuansheng said, "king of the western regions, choose one of the two children. If you think that one suits you, take him back with you."

Feng Xichen's heart immediately mentioned his throat. He liked both children very much. The palm and the back of his hand were all meat. He couldn't make a choice at all.

But at the moment, he is very clear that he can not hesitate, since the emperor and empress have made a decision, then he must quickly grab the child, in order to prevent them from fighting back.

Thinking about this, he quickly walked over and looked back at the two children.

Song Qingqing is also curious about which one he chooses. After all, Zichen and Zimu are both very fond of each other. Although they have different personalities, they are very cute.

Fengxichen red eyes, a left and a right will ring the two children, tears uncontrollably rubbed on the two children's faces.

Song Zichen seems to be aware of it. Subconsciously, he reaches out to touch Feng Xichen's little face and rubs it casually. Although he doesn't know what it is, it seems to comfort him.

But song Zimu looks at Song Qingqing, reaches out his hands, and seems to want her to hold him.

Almost in an instant, fengxichen had already made a decision, but he wanted to earn more money. He closed his eyes and extended his fingers to the two children.

There is a small hand holding him tightly, holding hard and unwilling to let go, while the other hand, has never grasped.

Fengxichen opened his eyes, it was still song Zichen, but song Zimu couldn't help crying impatiently because song Qingqing didn't come to hold him.

When song Qingqing saw that fengxichen held song Zichen in his arms, he knew his choice.

She went to song Zimu and held him up, coaxing him and looking at Feng Xichen: "since we want to take Zichen away, let's find him a nanny again. The former nanny was killed, but now the nanny is temporary."

Feng Xichen nodded without hesitation: "don't worry, I will arrange it properly."

Song Qingqing's eyes fell on the little guy. He didn't know that his brother was going to be separated. A pair of black and white eyes were turning around, and even babbling. His cute little appearance was distressing.

Xu is worried that the empress will suddenly change his mind. Fengxichen wants to leave the palace quickly. He holds song Zichen and goes out quickly. However, song Zimu seems to be aware of something and suddenly opens his mouth and cries.

Feng Xichen's heart is like a knife. He wants to take song Zimu away, but he knows very well that this is not possible at all, and Song Qing will never agree.

Thinking of this, he forced to close his eyes, pressed down the burning pain in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold song Zichen, and immediately disappeared in front of them.

Song Qingqing sighed helplessly: "Zi mu, are you willing to go back to that man? But your mother doesn't want you to grow up with him. "

Xuanyuansheng took her shoulder and comforted her: "Qingqing, don't blame yourself too much. Anyway, fengxichen is always the father of the child. Although he didn't protect Lianzhi, he will protect the child."

But song Qingqing didn't think so, because he knew that there was Mrs. Li behind fengxichen, and she was the ultimate culprit who killed song Lianzhi.

She twisted her eyebrows. At this time, she faintly regretted that she let Feng Xichen take the child away. If something happened, how could she stand up to Lianzhi under the nine springs?

For a long time, she said in a dumb voice: "the second uncle doesn't know what Zichen asked fengxichen to take away. Later, you can ask Lingfei to send him a message?"

Xuanyuansheng nodded: "well, you go back to have a rest first."

Song Qingqing went back to his bedroom and lay on his bed, but he couldn't sleep. In his mind, song Lianzhi always told her, Queen, that you must raise your two children beside you.

She turned over melancholy, bitter murmur: "Lianzhi, I'm sorry, I broke my promise."

The next day is the new year's dinner. The palace is very busy. Song Qingqing arranges everything herself. She knows very well that she will never have a smooth evening.

Xuanyuansheng was not so nervous. He kept calming her down. Until dusk, he went to the study to deal with government affairs.

Dusk, the setting sun has not yet set, through the window lattice shine into the hall, as if to the whole room plated with a layer of gold, looks particularly beautiful.

For the first time in several years, she was wearing such a ceremonious dress. She stood by the bronze mirror and looked at the beautiful woman in it. Even if there were complicated headdress in her hair, it didn't affect her smart temperament.