Qin Chenlou has everything, and it is the best.

What she embroiders, it doesn't matter.

I don't know what's going on in the palace right now.

Is the father still alive?

"What a smell, so bad." Qin Chenlou's long figure came in from the outside.

"Uncle...... "Yue'er stepped aside, "it's a sachet that hasn't been embroidered yet." ”

Qin Chenlou glanced at the black sachet that had been burned into a black mass in the charcoal fire, "Go out." ”

In winter, there has been snow, and it is white outside.

Although the house is warm, you should also pay attention to keeping warm and dress thickly so that it is not easy to catch a cold.

Qin Chenlou sat beside her, "I'm late, he's dead." ”

"En......"

When I saw the little face drooping slightly, "Is my husband tired?" ”

"You're not angry?"

"Why should I be angry? If you are angry and can't be saved, do you still want to go to the palace? Did the husband go to the palace because he cared about me, or did he go to the palace to show that he was a good son-in-law? If the husband uses us, we can only be a pawn in the hands of the husband......"

"A chess piece, you must have the consciousness of a chess piece, what reason is there to be sad and uncomfortable."

What she said made him hear, and she felt uncomfortable now.

The two sat on a soft couch with a wooden table in between.

On the wooden table is a clear tea, cherry blossom tea, and a faint light pink cherry blossom floats on it.

She looks like a cherry blossom and looks like a light color, but the more you taste it, the more you like it.

Qin Chenlou took her hand, her body stood up, and turned into his arms.

"Is the sachet embroidered for me?"

"It's not."

Sitting in his arms for the first time, she seemed to smell the faint smell of blood on his body, and she looked down.

Qin Chenlou played with her fingers, "Such thin white fingers are not here for you to do embroidery work!" ”

"It's so boring to stay at home, I'm embroidering and playing."

"Is the embroidery too ugly and ugly?"

"Maybe!" She saw the blood stains on the upper of Qin Chenlou's shoes and the hem of his clothes.

This is......

Father's blood?

Or was he injured?

It should be someone else's blood.

Not his.

"How ugly? Is it uglier than you? ”

"Am I ugly? Qin Chenlou, you can't dislike others for being ugly just because you are good-looking, besides, I am not ugly, how many people think it is good to see it! Like me! She leaned lazily into his arms, "What about my father's body?" ”

"I sent someone to bring it out! It should have been sent back to the Song family by now! ”

"Thank you."

So the blood on his feet belonged to her father!

"Husband, can I go back?"

"As a child, of course you have to go back, and I will go back with you."

Let those people know that the Song family he is covering dares to bully, and he will never spare it!

She gradually discovered that there was still tenderness in his heart.

"Thank you, husband."

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The funeral was very lively, and many officials of all sizes came.

It is estimated that most of them are for the sake of Qin Chenlou's face.

Chujian and Qin Chenlou were both dressed in white clothes and wearing filial piety cloth on their heads, standing in front of the mourning hall.

Her sisters and sisters, crying and crying.

I didn't cry when I first saw it, and my face was still white and clean, with no face facing the sky.

Hearing the crying made her heart annoyed, "Don't cry! My father is dead, but this family has not collapsed! I'll arrange for you to get married! ”

Qin Chenlou glanced at her, she could still be so calm, it was really a treasure.

"Sister ......"

"But Daddy is gone!"

"If you go, you will go, he has committed such a big crime, and without the nine clans, it is already a gift from the emperor!"

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