New widow

Su Du stood in front of the Tuiguan Yamen, watching the prefect's steward being escorted over. When he walked in front of Su Du, the steward showed a smile to Su Du: "Okay, okay, okay, Su Tongpan, you guys It’s really amazing.”

"Everything you do will leave traces." Su Du only said this, and the housekeeper sneered: "It's just that you can't get what you want."

Su Du doesn't care whether he can get it or not? Whether the prefect protects the housekeeper again depends on when. Like now, the prefect will definitely not protect him.

This incident started from the day Prince Wang saw Song Zhen teasing her at the temple fair. It revolved around Su Qiao's life and death. Now, it seems that it can be concluded. Su Du thought of Su Qiao, and the smile on his face became gentle. He never thought that he would ride with Su Qiao so closely, and he never thought that Su Qiao would respond to him until everything is over. , he should go and propose marriage to Suqiao, and get married outside. When he returns to the capital, it will be a done deal, and no matter how angry his parents are, they can't do anything to him.

It's just that getting married here will be a bit crude, but I guess Suqiao won't care, right? When Su Du mentioned Su Qiao's name, he felt a sweetness in his heart. He had never been so sweet. The person he liked also liked him and responded to him. He was so happy and extremely happy.

"In the hall today, it is said that the prefect has lost face." When Wan Dequan returned home, he naturally brought the latest news. Su Qiao was not surprised that the prefect had lost face. After all, the housekeeper didn't look like anything. A loyal and unyielding person, when watching someone being tortured, will often say that others can't survive the punishment. When it's his turn, he won't be beaten twice, so he should cry for his father and mother.

"You deserve it." Wan'er said angrily on the side. Wan Dequan looked at Wan'er: "Why are you angry?"

"Who makes them want to scheme against my cousin?" Wan'er held Suqiao's arm tightly: "Scheming against my cousin is the enemy of our family, and they should pay the price."

"I'm an official." Wan Dequan only said this. Wan'er raised her chin high: "So what if the official did something wrong? Naturally, he has to be punished. Otherwise, the court's Isn’t it true that the testimonies are there to look at?”

Wan Dequan was amused by Wan'er's words, and then Wan Dequan looked at Su Qiao: "There is one more thing, I think you have guessed it, that is Su Tongpan, Qiao'er, you can do this Gotta be impatient.”

"I know." Su Qiao just said this lightly, and then Su Qiao said to Wan Dequan: "Uncle, no one has ever treated me like this, as if I am a treasure." This sentence made Wan Dequan Quan didn't know what to say. After a while, Wan Dequan said, "But you also know that the world is harsh on women."

Of course, Su Qiao knew that the world was harsh on women, but she couldn't just do nothing just because the world was harsh on women. So Su Qiao smiled again: "Uncle, really speaking, if those plots come true, then I will... He’s died several times.”

As soon as the words "died several times" came out of his mouth, Wan De felt guilty on all sides, and then Wan Dequan said softly: "It's not my fault, Qiao'er, if it's me,"

"Uncle, I don't mean to blame you. In fact, since we met again these days, you have treated me better than I imagined." And it was much better. Wan Dequan looked at Suqiao and opened his lips. , Before she could say anything, Aunt Wan had already said with a smile: "Qiao'er naturally has plans in mind for those things. As an uncle, you don't need to ask any more questions. Anyway, Qiao'er knows it well."

"Yes, you know it well, but it seems that your uncle doesn't understand anything." Wan Dequan put away his sadness and said to Su Qiao with a smile. Su Qiao also smiled: "Humans, you can live a little more casually, if you spend your whole life If you are cautious but fail to do what you want to do, you will always have regrets when you get old."

When you get old, you will always have regrets. Wan Dequan wanted to ask Suqiao what the regrets were, but Wan Dequan did not ask again. Mrs. Wan also smiled: "They say that children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I thought, this niece is also blessed as a niece, and even if we want to help, we can’t actually help.”

"Yes, that's what you said." Wan Dequan smiled at Mrs. Wan. Indeed, even if he wanted to help, he couldn't help. The Duke's Mansion, Nanyang Marquis' Mansion, Shangshu Mansion, Ge Lao Mansion, you name it. It's scary, even the youngest prefect among them is the one who can control the life and death of Wan Dequan and the others.

"I still want to hear what the housekeeper said and what kind of face the prefect has lost." Wan'er almost shouted out, but Aunt Wan slapped her in the face: "You just like to ask questions like this."

"Prefect, you know, the prefect is a court official. He said he wanted to beat me, so dad got slapped so many times, so I also want to know what kind of face he has lost." Wan'er's words made Aunt Wan couldn't help laughing: "You As I said, the punishment your father received was not from this prefect."

"He also beat daddy." Wan'er is a person who holds grudges, and now she has to count on her fingers. Aunt Wan thought of the twenty boards that Wan Dequan received, and couldn't help but murmured: "You can see it then. That prefect is not a good person."

"My uncle got hit because of me." Su Qiao looked at Wan Dequan with sadness in her tone. Wan Dequan already smiled: "It's a common thing for us to get hit with a hit. Now, , I have cleared my background and no longer have to face the consequences. Although it is not as majestic as before, it is still very good."

"In the future, dad, it will be better." Wan'er said with a smile. Wan Dequan looked at his daughter with a smile in his eyes: "Yes, in the future, dad, it will be better."

The smile on Suqiao's lips has not disappeared, what else do you care about? Now the whole family is in front of us and everyone is happy. This is enough.

When Su Qiao returned to her room, it was already time to light the lamp. Song Zhen and Xia Yun were talking there. When Su Qiao walked in, Song Zhen smiled and said to Su Qiao: "Aunt Kuang, come and see. Is your sister good at painting?"

Anyone who learns needlework must learn how to draw patterns. At this moment, Suqiao looked at the painting held high by Song Zhen and said with a smile: "The painting is really good. I didn't know you could paint, Xia Yun."

"The girl likes to paint, and she often lets us follow her and make a few random strokes. After a while, we will be able to paint." Xia Yun's words made Suqiao laugh: "I originally thought that you only learned how to paint by painting. .”

When it comes to painting flowers, the smile on Xia Yun's lips deepens: "It's not just about painting flowers, the girl said at that time,"