The day Song Hong, the fourth daughter of Song Dynasty who had been missing for four years, returned home, it caused a huge stir.
Song Hong held his waist with one hand, caressed his belly as big as a melon with the other, and shouted shyly, "Father."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Sirong's eyes opened wider and rounder, and he fell straight back.
"Master?"
"What's wrong with you? Master! Go and call the doctor!"
"Doctor!"
"Hurry up!"
Suddenly the hall became a mess. The six concubines were in a hurry, and the maids and servants were going in and out.
It was so lively for a while that Song Hong, the protagonist, was pushed aside.
Song Hong's delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, but he didn't care and swept them in a circle.
He casually grabbed the stunned girl next to him and frowned slightly.
Her eyebrows were light and slender, which made her eyes appear full of moisture.
She said...
"I'm hungry, can you give me a bowl of noodles?"