New widow

"I'll go." Su Qiao thought for a while and nodded. Perhaps, she could convince Su Du to help her leave the Duke's Mansion. After all, Su Du was not only an official of the Ministry of Punishment, but also the third master of the Nanyang Marquis Mansion. .

Thinking about this, Su Qiao couldn't help but think of the box of cinnamon ointment sent by the Marquis of Nanyang. Perhaps, this box of cinnamon ointment was not sent by Mrs. Nanyang Marquis, but by Su Du. As soon as this thought appeared, Su Qiao was frightened. It's a coincidence, don't think like this, you can't think like this. What do you think Su Du is, do you think he is a deceiver?

And he was obviously a gentleman. Su Qiao put away her thoughts and said to Madam Huang: "Take that child with you." Let the child see that sometimes, it is not a bad thing.

Madam Huang, of course, went to look for Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song was watching the child writing at the moment. The child wrote very well. Mrs. Huang walked in and Mrs. Song stood up hurriedly as if she was startled: "What, is something wrong?"

"In two days, let me go in again and have a look at Master Eleven." As soon as Mrs. Huang finished speaking, the child dropped the pen in his hand and looked at Mrs. Huang: "I can see my father."

"Yes, you can see your father." Mrs. Huang affirmed, and the child suddenly became happy: "I haven't seen my father for a long time."

In fact, the child's eyes drooped, and the joy just now disappeared immediately. He tugged on Mrs. Huang's clothes and looked at Mrs. Huang: "Daddy, is he..."

Is it something? The child didn't ask, and Madam Huang naturally didn't know those things, so she could only vaguely say to the child: "Brother, there is still some time for this matter."

What. "

Mrs. Song had raised this child for some time, but she felt a little pity for the child, and said hurriedly: "Why are you saying this? These things should not be worried about in the first place."

The child's eyelashes flickered there, not knowing what he was thinking. He just hummed obediently.

The day came soon. Su Du was waiting at the door of the cell. When he saw Su Qiao getting out of the car with her child, Su Du couldn't help but frown: "Why is this?"

"We must let him meet his father." Su Qiao said calmly. Su Du felt that this was not something Su Qiao could do, but he still had no objection and still led them into the prison.

The room where Mr. Eleven lives is larger and cleaner than the one where Mrs. Eleven lives. When the child saw Master Shiyi, he wanted to step forward quickly, but Su Qiao held him back. The child looked at Suqiao in confusion, and Suqiao said reassuringly: "We'll go there later."

Wait, what are you waiting for? Su Du also wanted to ask this question, but Su Qiao had already said to Su Du: "Please bring Aunt Eleven over and let her meet Uncle Eleven."

This was originally planned for today. Su Du made a gesture, and soon Mrs. Eleven was brought out. Seeing her son, Mrs. Eleven excitedly stepped forward to hug her son.

"You don't want your son to lose his mother, so just let him wait here and let us listen to what your husband has to say to you." Suqiao said softly, and Mrs. Eleven looked up. Su Qiao, a bitter smile appeared on her lips: "At this moment, I am actually, I am completely helpless to fight back."

"Go." Suqiao didn't want to say anything more to Mrs. Eleven, so she just gave her a gentle push. eleven

Accompanied by the jailer, the wife walked step by step towards Master Eleven's cell.

The cell was dark, so Master Eleven didn't know that his wife had arrived outside his cell. When he heard the sound, Master Eleven raised his head and saw his wife. There was a hint of surprise on Master Eleven's face: "It's you."

"Master!" Mrs. Eleven couldn't help shouting excitedly when she saw her husband. Although the words Suqiao asked that day were still lingering in Mrs. Eleven's mind.

The jailer had already opened the lock. Mrs. Eleven walked into the cell and reached out to touch her husband: "Let me see how you are lately. I heard that they sentenced you."

The child had already heard the word "execution" and was about to rush out, but Su Qiao locked his shoulders tightly, preventing him from leaving the place where he was standing. This corner is very dark, and no one can see clearly unless there is movement.

Master Shiyi sighed: "At this time, it is natural that he will be sentenced, but you still remember what we said in the past."

What I said in the past was that in case of failure, Mrs. Eleven would bear all the blame on herself, and Master Eleven was just guilty of being unable to discipline his wife, which was enough to get away with it.

"I remember." Mrs. Eleven said softly. Master Shiyi held his wife's hand and said sincerely: "I knew you were the best person to me in the world."

"We are husband and wife, we live and die together." Mrs. Eleven couldn't help but be moved. Su Du frowned when she heard this. If Mrs. Eleven really wants to take all the blame, then it can be said that these days, Mrs. Busy, all in vain.

After all, everyone knows how someone with Mrs. Eleven’s background could

To do such a thing. Su Qiao felt Su Du's anxiety and couldn't help but patted Su Du's shoulder gently. This shot calmed Su Du out of his anxiety, so Su Du still looked at the couple.

"Okay, okay, from now on, I will definitely try to bury you back in the ancestral grave." Master Eleven vowed, and Mrs. Eleven's tears had already fallen: "If I die, I can't even be buried in the ancestral grave with you. Already?"

Master Eleven didn't know that this was Mrs. Eleven's test of him, but he still said softly and gently: "You have to know that our family has very strict rules, and you have committed such a big crime again, so I can only try. "

"What about our son?" Mrs. Eleven remembered what Su Qiao said. Master Eleven had already raised a baby outside, and the baby was about to be born, so she couldn't help but ask.

Master Shiyi just thought it was a woman caring about her child, and smiled: "With me, our son will definitely grow up well. From now on, no matter how many children I have, he will be mine." The eldest son." After saying this, Master Eleven looked down at her: "Besides, there is also our daughter. The family her daughter married into is a good one, and she can protect him."

Other children? Those children were not born by him. Mrs. Eleven shed tears very quickly. Mr. Eleven thought Mrs. Eleven was worried about the children, and became more and more convinced: "Don't worry, I will always remember your kindness to me. I won't Forget yours.”

"In the future..." Mrs. Eleven looked at her husband, trying to find some other traces on her husband's face, but Mrs. Eleven was a little disappointed. There was no trace of affection for her on her husband's face.

So the story of Mrs. Eleven

Yi pretended to be depressed: "If I act like this, I will definitely be expelled from the Song family's genealogy. Then our son will..."