Chapter 4 I have a headache and tightness in my chest
Song Ci was exhausted.
"Dalang, I've woken up, you can all rest assured and leave, I wish to rest. Palace Nanny, ask them to leave, stop bustling around meaninglessly."
If she continued to act with them like this, she might slip up, it was better to take a break.
The Old Lord couldn't stand Song Ci's pretentious manner, he snorted lightly, "Dalang came straight back to see you after court, you don't appreciate it? You old woman, is getting older making you more troublesome?"
Song Ci glared, "Why are you still here!"
What she couldn't stand the most now was this chubby old man, how come she was elderly and fragile while he kept getting happier, embracing women on both sides.
"Oh-ho, why shouldn't I be in this room of yours? I'm your husband!" the Old Lord chuckled and was about to sit down.
Song Ci sneered inwardly, immediately clutching her chest and pretending to be in pain, "Ah, my head hurts, my chest is tight, I might not make it."
Swish swish swish.