New widow

"Madam!" Mrs. Wang patted Mrs. Nanyang Hou on the shoulder, and Mrs. Nanyang Hou stood up: "Let's go see the third master."

Su Du was still the same as before, as if writing was his favorite thing. Hearing Mrs. Nanyang Hou come in, Su Du didn't say anything. Mrs. Nanyang Hou looked at Su Du: "Ms. Kuang, will be released from prison today." Yes, the edict says that she is allowed to marry on her own, and maybe she will marry someone else soon."

"Three months." Su Du suddenly said this. Mrs. Nanyang Hou looked at her son: "What three months?"

"It's been three months since my brother brought me back from Ren Suo." Su Du smiled at Mrs. Nanyang Hou: "At this moment, I'm thinking about it, and I don't know what it's like outside. ”

"You are my son!" Mrs. Nanyang Hou said in a low voice, Su Du's eyes were still so bright: "Yes, I know, I am your son."

"I hope you are well, and I even hope that you can marry someone..." Su Du looked at Mrs. Nanyang Hou and suddenly smiled. This smile made Mrs. Nanyang Hou want to cry. Then Su Du said: "Mother, please I have become a careless person living in this world, so I can just live according to mother's wishes. Mother, please tell me, okay?"

What's so good about it? Mrs. Nanyang Hou stared at her son, as if she wanted to imprint her son's appearance in her heart. Then Mrs. Nanyang Hou sighed: "I can't make the decision."

Su Du did not speak. Although Su Du had only seen his father twice in these days, Su Du knew that everything was decided by his father, so Su Du smiled at Mrs. Nanyang Hou: "I don't blame you. .”

Women in this world cannot make their own decisions. Su Du thought of what Su Qiao once said. Thinking of Su Qiao, Su Du's eyes shone brightly. Mrs. Nanyang Hou did not speak anymore, but just withdrew.

Su Du continued to write there. There were still three months left. I wonder if he could wait until three months later? Wait, Su Du laughed to himself in his heart, wait until he can meet Su Qiao?

Suqiao packed up everything and looked at this room. After leaving this time, she was afraid that she would never come back. Mrs. Song Wu walked in: "Are you in such a hurry?"

"If you're not in a hurry, I'm afraid some people won't be able to sit still." She didn't say who the people in Su Qiao's words were, but Mrs. Song Wu knew who she was talking about, so Mrs. Song Wu smiled lightly: "That's you. So smart and smart.”

"I don't want to say goodbye to others." Just leave like this. There will be no worries anymore. Just like there is no news coming from the Nanyang Marquis Mansion, time will change many things. Su Qiao thought of Su Du , still inevitably want to sigh.

Mrs. Song Wu raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard Su Qiao's sigh, but she didn't ask any more questions. After saying goodbye this time, she didn't know when we would see each other again.

When she got on the carriage, Song Zhen was very happy: "This time, we don't want to rush on the road in such a hurry. We must have a good time on the road."

"Girls are still children at heart and want to have some fun." Aunt Wu sat aside and said with a smile. Song Zhen also laughed: "Everyone says that Beijing is good, but I think this capital is not good anywhere. .”

If you are keen on glory and wealth, then the capital is the easiest place to obtain glory and wealth. Here, a wealthy slave attached to those mansions can live a good life, and can even rely on the power of the master's family to be tyrannical outside, but In this world, there is not only glory and wealth worth remembering.

"This time, you have to be more careful on the road." This time there was no Zhang Qing to follow, and there was no British government to rely on on the way. It was just an ordinary rich man returning to his hometown.

"I'm not worried, nothing will happen." Song Zhen was still so happy. Being able to leave the capital was the happiest thing for Song Zhen.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and then Manager Wu's voice came: "Girl, Aunt Zhu is here." Song Zhen lifted the curtain and saw Mrs. Zhu's family standing outside. Song Zhen had already gone to say goodbye to Mrs. Zhu before leaving. , but he did not tell Mrs. Zhu when he would leave, because Mrs. Zhu would definitely come to see him off, and then he would feel sad again.

Song Zhen hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and walked to Mrs. Zhu: "Why is grandma here? Didn't I say that I don't need to see her off?"

"I miss you." Mrs. Zhu reached out and touched Song Zhen's face, and the tears immediately fell. Song Zhen felt that her eyes were wet. Then Song Zhen smiled at Mrs. Zhu and said, "Grandma, I will live a good life. , will be very good.”

"I know, but how could I not miss you?" Mrs. Zhu couldn't help but put Song Zhen into her arms. Seeing Song Zhen was like seeing her own daughter. At that time, she was so lively, but , but he didn't even see her off when she left the capital.

"Mom, it's time to go, we only have one hour's leave." Manager Zhu stepped forward to persuade Mrs. Zhu. Mrs. Zhu's throat choked, and then she took a package from Manager Zhu: "This is for your sister. We brought it here so your sister doesn’t have to worry about us.”

"I will!" Song Zhen said, kneeling on the ground and saluting Mrs. Zhu. Manager Zhu subconsciously wanted to help Song Zhen, but he still withdrew his hand and allowed Song Zhen to kowtow to Mrs. Zhu three times.

"Go, go!" Mrs. Zhu looked at her granddaughter reluctantly, "Go, live your own life, don't worry about yourself." Song Zhen took the package and walked to the car, but she looked back three times every step. It would be difficult to see each other again after leaving.

Mrs. Zhu watched her granddaughter's carriage leave. She had mixed feelings in her heart, but she couldn't say anything.

"Let's go back." Manager Zhu supported Mrs. Zhu, and Mrs. Zhu had already whispered: "When she leaves, she is different from my daughter."

"Yes, she is free when she leaves." With the emperor's edict, Suqiao can say that she has nothing to worry about anymore. From then on, the world is vast and Suqiao can fly as she pleases.

There was a carriage not far away. Madam Feng Sheng in the car watched Su Qiao's carriage leave and sighed softly. The maid next to her had already said to Madam Feng Sheng: "Madam, why do you want to help her?"

After all, Suqiao was the one who rejected Mrs. Fengsheng. A faint smile appeared on Mrs. Fengsheng's lips: "I'm not helping her." What Mrs. Fengsheng helped was the one who didn't dare to break with his father. After all, Entering the palace to be the prince's wet nurse, this is such an important thing, how can you reveal the ugliness under the glamor of your home?

Even after the prince became the crown prince, ascended the throne, received a royal decree, and granted three generations of favors, he still pinched his nose and gave the royal decree to his father. The only thing he could resist was to give the royal decree to his own mother. , instead of giving it to his stepmother. At that time, my father was still very dissatisfied and said that he should seek more imperial titles.