New widow

Suqiao looked at the glass mirror and couldn't help but remember that when her husband was still alive, he once told Suqiao that when he had money, he would buy Suqiao a glass mirror. At that time, Suqiao was just angry and blamed her husband for spending money indiscriminately. But now, facing this glass mirror, Suqiao had mixed feelings in her heart. It turns out that I have been loved by others before, but it is a pity that such love disappeared so quickly.

"Put it away." Su Qiao didn't have much thoughts. Xi'er wanted to say something else. Seeing that there seemed to be tears on Su Qiao's face, she didn't dare to say more and put away the mirrors.

The room was full of gorgeous furnishings, the bed was made of silk and satin that Su Qiao couldn't name, and there were people serving around her. Su Qiao knew that this was the so-called glory and wealth. The eldest aunt often said in her ears that Su Qiao should be picked up by her father and then enjoy the glory and wealth.

But what’s the point of such glory and wealth if no one loves you? Suqiao thought of Li again. Li's indifference to Suqiao was something Suqiao could think of. After all, when Li married her father, his father swore to heaven and earth that he had never married a wife.

If her mother had not passed away, how would Ms. Li have dealt with herself? Or, how should one's own mother deal with herself? Suqiao was tossing and turning when she heard the door being pushed open, and then Song Zhen's voice sounded: "Mom, can I sleep with you?"

Xi'er, who was sleeping on the bedside, stood up and wanted to persuade Song Zhen to leave. Suqiao had already lifted the curtain: "Come in." Song Zhen was wearing pajamas, with long hair, and exquisite shoes, but Song Zhen's face But everything is confused.

Suqiao waited for Song Zhen to lie down next to her, then said to Song Zhen: "I'm so tired these days.

, I thought you had fallen asleep. "

"I'm very tired and sleepy, but I just can't sleep." Song Zhen sighed, and Suqiao smiled: "You are different from me. You grew up beside your mother, so you should be carefree. .”

Song Zhen stared at the top of the bed. The top of the bed was also exquisitely embroidered, and the patterns on it carried the blessings of hundreds of descendants.

"I was lying on the bed, thinking that this bed would be enough for my mother and I to live a lifetime, and I couldn't sleep anymore." Song Zhen's words made Su Qiao's expression change slightly, and then Su Qiao sighed softly.

"Following my mother in a small town is indeed not as comfortable as in the Duke's mansion, but my mother is very good to me." Song Zhen's eyes were filled with confusion. When she was lying on the bed, what Song Zhen was thinking about was, what if the Duke If the house only takes you here, but not your mother, how will your mother live in the future?

Suqiao patted Song Zhen's hand gently, and Song Zhen pulled up the quilt and covered her face: "I know, I shouldn't think like this."

There is such a difference between wife and concubine. According to the rules of this house, Song Zhen can only call her biological mother aunt. Her mother is her father's wife.

"People don't live for rules in this world." Su Qiao's words made Song Zhen look at Su Qiao. Su Qiao thought of her father, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her lips. If she really followed the rules, her father's It was against the rules to stop his wife and remarry. Even though Mrs. Li knew that her father already had a wife, she did not separate from her father. According to the rules, Mrs. Li had no choice but to become a concubine. But no one would tell his father these rules. Except for the family members, no one knew that his father stopped his wife and remarried. They all thought that his father was widowed.

After his wife, he married Li again.

The funny thing is that both the uncle and his wife in his hometown and the Li family in the capital are helping his father hide it. Rules, when you care about them, are just rules; when you don't care about them, they are as thin as paper.

Song Zhen seemed to understand, but Su Qiao had already put her in her arms: "Go to sleep, I'm tired these days." Song Zhen nodded obediently, smelling the sweet fragrance coming from Su Qiao's body, and Song Zhen fell asleep unconsciously. .

Su Qiao also closed her eyes, as if she had returned to the countryside and the past events that had entangled her. What shocked these past events was a woman's scream.

Su Qiao sat up quickly. Xi'er had already lifted the bed curtain and said to Su Qiao: "Madam, something happened, something happened."

Su Qiao couldn't help being surprised. She didn't even have time to ask Xi'er what happened, so she hurriedly took the clothes on one side and put them on.

Song Zhen also sat up, and Su Qiao said to Song Zhen: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Song Zhen hugged the pillow, nodded blankly, and then fell down again. Madam Huang was already waiting outside. She always seemed to be well-dressed and her hair was not messy at all. When she saw Su Qiao coming out, Madam Huang stepped forward and said, "Madam, something happened to one of the maids."

Something happened to a maid, and Su Qiao was alarmed. That maid was definitely not ordinary. Suqiao said, "What does this maid do?"

"Serving Aunt Su, someone saw this maid sneaking around this morning and came up to ask. She was still covering up, but she dropped a packet of medicine. She gave it to the imperial doctor outside to check. It turned out that the medicine was Abortion pills.”

The only pregnant person in the house now is Aunt Su. The maid who was serving Aunt Su dropped a bag.

Abortion pills, of course, are a big deal. Su Qiao couldn't help but smile: "It's true that all kinds of things can happen in this mansion."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at a remote courtyard. They saw that it was Madam Huang's arrangement. Suqiao nodded in approval. Just as she was about to walk into the courtyard, she saw Su Du and someone walking over.

Su Qiao couldn't help being surprised and looked at Madam Huang with reproach in her eyes. Madam Huang was even more surprised. It had only happened a moment ago, but Su Du knew about it and came over with someone.

It seems that there are still people in this mansion who are not tight-lipped. The same thought passed through the minds of Madam Huang and Su Qiao, but Su Qiao didn't show any dissatisfaction on her face. Instead, she saluted Su Du: "Why are Master Su coming here?"

"Madam, you are polite." Su Du returned the courtesy and then said to Su Qiao: "I heard that there is a maid in the house that is related to the death of the Duke, so I came."

This sentence put Su Qiao in a dilemma. Su Du wanted to say something else. Of course Su Qiao could cover it up, but Su Du opened his mouth and said that this maid had something to do with Song An's death.

Suqiao will fall into Su Du's trap regardless of whether he affirms or denies it. So Su Qiao straightened up and looked at Su Du seriously, looking at this person who Su Qiao had previously regarded as just a prince of the Hou family who came to the Ministry of Punishments for a formality.

Su Du stood there with a calm smile on his face. He was not surprised that Su Qiao looked at him like this. After these days of contact, Su Du knew that Su Qiao could not be regarded as an ordinary country woman. After all, it takes a lot of courage for a woman to come all the way to the capital to join her father who doesn't want her to appear when her husband dies. able

How could a person with such courage be an ordinary woman?

I’m going out to play today, so I’ll update early.