New widow

"Jin Chan has escaped from his shell!" Su Du's words made Zhang Qing nod: "It is true that Jin Chan has escaped from his shell. As long as he wants to do something bad, he can just leave the house without even leaving the house. He can leave immediately."

"Seal that house." Su Du's words made Zhang Qing spit out tea: "The reason."

"You can find any reason." Su Du said, "At this moment, we just want to scare the snake away."

If you scare the snake and leave it with no way out, it may turn around and bite the person who caught the snake. Su Du thought of Su Qiao's smile and wished he was the one being bitten. Despite Su Qiao's repeated assurances, Su Du still said to Zhang Qing: "Go to the Yamen tomorrow and recruit more people to guard the lady."

"If she wants to put herself in danger, maybe..." Before Zhang Qing finished speaking, Su Du said: "If another life is lost, you and I won't know how to write the file."

Zhang Qing had a headache when it came to writing a dossier, so Zhang Qing nodded repeatedly: "What you are saying is that this dossier must be written better."

"Thank you for your hard work. You should rest." Su Du knew that he had become a little impatient just now, so he said to Zhang Qing gently. Zhang Qing stood up, stretched, and suddenly came to Su Du: "It seems that you haven't been there yet." have dinner."

"How do you know?" Su Du said covertly. Zhang Qing pointed at Su Du: "You are going to have dinner. The boy will light the lamp for you when he comes in to clean up."

If the lamp is not lit and the snacks are not ordered, then it must be that they have not even eaten dinner.

"We have stayed here for too long." Su Du could only say vaguely, and Zhang Qing nodded: "Yes, I want to go back too." After saying that, Zhang Qing smiled at Su Du: "You want to go back too. your house

Guess, the marriage Marquis Nanyang has arranged for you must be a lady from a famous family. "

A lady from a well-known family, after getting married, she raised her eyebrows and lived the same life as her brothers. Originally, Su Du thought that there was nothing wrong with such a life, but now, Su Du only smiled faintly. Perhaps, such a life was not so good.

Zhang Qing had left. Su Du looked at the lone lamp on the table next to him and knew that it was time for him to go to bed, but Su Du was unwilling to go to sleep and was confused as to how he could sleep.

"Madam, this is Master Shiyi's house outside." Madam Huang stood in front of Suqiao with her hands lowered and reported softly.

"This is so cunning." Suqiao smiled faintly. Madam Huang said respectfully: "Madam, although you want to put yourself in danger, this idea is still too dangerous."

"We don't have a few days. According to Uncle Eleven's idea, by the time the heir is established, he will definitely find ways to make his son his heir. Once his son is made the heir, there will be no way for us to find any evidence. Come on." Su Qiao's voice was filled with a roar. Madam Huang glanced at Su Qiao and then quietly retreated.

Suqiao looked outside the door. It was already night and the moon was as bright as water. At this time, many things would happen.

The moonlight was like water, shining into Master Eleven's room, but Master Eleven did not sleep peacefully. It seemed that someone was always talking in his ears, and then Master Eleven suddenly sat up and said: "Who!"

Mrs. Eleven, who was lying next to him, stood beside the bed. She looked at Mr. Eleven with a somewhat panicked expression and said, "Master, please report from outside that the house was stolen today."

Stolen? Master Eleven looked at Mrs. Eleven and couldn't help but

Believing what her wife said, Mrs. Eleven knew that Mr. Eleven did not believe it at the moment, but the news was so urgent. Mrs. Eleven walked to Mr. Eleven: "Say they..."

"Call in the person who brought the news." Master Eleven's face was pale. Mrs. Eleven responded and took the clothes for Master Eleven to wear. Master Eleven threw away the clothes: "Why don't you hurry up and call the messenger?" People, what are you doing with all this?"

Mrs. Eleven hurriedly went out, and Master Eleven stretched out his hand to put on his coat. It seemed that his soul had just returned. It was stolen. How could it be stolen?

The yards of Master Eleven and Master Song were adjacent. Here, Master Song was busy calling for people. Naturally, Master Song over there heard it. He couldn't help but push his concubine beside him: "What on earth is going on outside."

The concubine lifted up the curtain and called the maid outside. The maid walked in with drowsy eyes and said to Mr. Song, "It seems that she is here to find Mr. Shiyi, saying that something urgent happened outside."

"What kind of emergency." Mr. Song yawned when he heard that he was here to find Mr. Eleven. The maid frowned: "It seems that Master Shiyi is in the house outside..."

Mr. Song had already wanted to lie down again. When he heard the word "Zhaizi", Mr. Song looked at the maid: "What did you say, Zhaizi?"

"Yes, it is said that people from Master Eleven's house outside are here to look for Master Eleven." The maid told the truth, and Master Song reached out to ask for his clothes: "Then I have to ask why Brother Eleven has a house outside. But he said he had no place to live in Beijing."

"Sir, maybe Master Eleven is doing things behind the clan's back, and he is worried that the house will be divided among the clan members." Concubine Ai asked Song Da

The master said coquettishly while getting dressed.

"Is this really possible?" Mr. Song frowned so hard that he couldn't look away, and his concubine smiled: "Sir, you know people but don't know faces. Besides..."

Speaking of concubine, she walked up to Mr. Song and said, "I heard quietly that day that Madam wanted Mr. Eleven's son to be her heir, so she let Mrs. Eleven in."

Master Song's concubine and Master Song naturally had the same mind, and she also wanted to send her son as his heir. When Master Song heard this, he hurriedly tied up his belt: "Then I must go Take a look."

The steward knelt down and followed Master Eleven: "Master, you have to think of something. The lost gold and silver is not a big deal, what matters is the accounts." Master Eleven was pacing in front of the steward at the moment. Why did it happen to be like this? Will this happen soon?

After losing the account, Mr. Eleven walked up to the housekeeper in one step: "Do you think it was done there?"

The butler naturally knew which side this was, and he nodded repeatedly: "Master, even the youngest dare not say this. After all, you are all the masters."

That was what the housekeeper agreed with him. Master Eleven's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, I originally wanted to let her go..."

"Brother Eleven, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Mr. Song had been listening outside for a long time. When he heard the accounts, Mr. Song was startled at first, and then he remembered that day in the Yamen with Su Du As he said, Mr. Song said loudly, raised the curtain and walked in.

"Why did you alert the eldest brother?" Mr. Eleven signaled the housekeeper to get up with his eyes, and then came to the door and said:

Act respectfully.