When Shen Dujiang returned to the house, Tong Ying was not sleeping on the bed, and even searched the entire courtyard without seeing her figure, which made him more or less worried.

But thinking about it carefully, she estimated that she would inevitably go to the prime minister's wife in the past few days, so she waited for her by the side.

It's just that when he waited for about half an hour, but didn't hear the slightest movement of her coming back, Shen Dujiang felt a little strange in his heart.

After all, Tong Ying has basically not left her yard for so many years, and she even asks herself about anything on weekdays, and she doesn't care much about many things in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is a little strange that she doesn't come back for a long time.

What's more, wherever she went before, she would be more or less with herself

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