After learning the ins and outs, Song Ci didn't trouble the two concubines. They were just young people, with their identity already set. What could they do when faced with an unreasonable and obstinate old man?
She kindly sent the two back to wait in the courtyard, telling them to stay put until she figured out a plan, which deeply moved them.
"Let's go see those skinny horses," Song Ci's eyes sparkled.
Ah, the skinny horses from Yangzhou, trained female companions, specially groomed in ancient times for the grandees. Now they were at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Song Ci walked ahead, with Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Jiang following behind, whispering to each other.
"Second Sister-in-law, I think Mother seems somewhat excited," Mrs. Lu whispered.
Mrs. Jiang: "You noticed too? I thought it was just my imagination."
The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other's thoughts.
