"What is this?" Qingyun looked at the stack of letters in his hand, and looked at Su Yi for some reason.

"Wang Shuqi wrote it to the governor Wang Xueyuan." Su Yi said expressionlessly.

"A letter from home? Why are they all in your hands? ”

Qingyun suddenly realized something, suddenly widened his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Is it ...... Unfavorable to the letter of King Jing? ”

The corners of Su Yi's mouth twitched a few times, and it took a while to squeeze out the words, "...... Madame, is not good for you. ”

Hearing her words, Qingyun opened the letter without hesitation, and after reading it, the strength in his body seemed to be taken away, and he sat down on the kang.

Yes, Suyi is right, everything in the letter is about her and Doubao.

Jin Zhi asked the fat sister-in-law and Liu Wang's to inquire about her, but you can imagine what good things to say? Almost all the dirty water that could be splashed on her, Wang Shuqi said in his heart that he doubted the identity of her and Doubao, and asked Wang Xueyuan to send someone to investigate.

"Madam, the prince went to the northwest to fight, and there are many people in the court who don't want him to come back alive, if these letters are in Wang Xueyuan's hands, then the little young master will be in danger, because ...... Those people don't want the prince to have a queen. ”

Su Yi's words were like a huge thunder that exploded out of thin air, blowing up her six gods and no owner, and her soul was scattered.

“…… Suyi, will King Jing come back safely? ”

After following Song Qingyun for so long, Su Yi heard for the first time that she cared about Lord Jing, although most of these words were asked out of consideration for the safety of the little young master.

"Yes, the prince said that if he wants to marry his wife into the mansion, he will definitely come back alive."

Song Qingyun's body trembled involuntarily, and he was even more convinced that Prince Jing, who had never met before, was crazy, otherwise he would not be obsessed with marrying him.

Xinquan was stuffed into a charcoal brazier by Qingyun and burned to ashes, and after the kitchen fried the medicine, she personally brought it to Wang Shuqi.

Wang Shuqi, who was leaning on the pillow, saw her come in, smiled weakly, and there was no trace of blood on his pale little face.

"Miss Wang, I advised you to go to the city to live in the beginning, but you didn't listen, what can I do now? Hearing that the plague is getting worse and worse, Qingyuan uses ox carts to bury the dead in the wilderness outside the city every day. ”

Wang Shuqi, who was drinking medicine, was choked and coughed violently, and the golden and silver branches beat her back and chest, and she was busy for a long time and finally let her get her breath.

Song Qingyun looked at the scene in front of her calmly, and saw that her face turned from white to gray before she said stupidly, "Miss Wang doesn't care about her body too much, Mother Guo has told you more than once not to ask Jin Zhi to go to the village frequently, don't you know?" My ex-mother-in-law, Wang, was also infected with the epidemic yesterday and vomited blood this morning, and I don't know if I can survive this winter. ”

With a "dang bang", the coffee table next to Wang Shuqi was knocked down, the saucer shattered to the ground, and the whole person fell softly on the futon.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qingyun walked out of the house leisurely, and there was a thunderous scolding from the golden branch behind him, and he flashed in with a black face, and the scolding stopped abruptly, and Qingyun sneered and returned to the house.

Zhao Mingzhu didn't wake up until the time of the lamp, the medicinal properties in his body did not completely dissipate, the person looked stupid and stupid, and his eyes didn't turn for a long time.

asked Xiaocui to serve her with medicine, and Qingyun told them all to retreat and sit beside Zhao Mingzhu to guard.

"I know you know it in your heart, and you don't need to speak, you just listen to me."

Zhao Mingzhu turned his head to look at her, and subconsciously closed his eyes after meeting the light clouds, and the palms hidden in the quilt were sweaty.

"Zhao Mingzhu, your child is gone." As soon as her words fell, Zhao Mingzhu's body stiffened significantly, her cheeks tightened, and her breathing became short.

"Without children, can you still marry the third brother?"

Song Qingyun didn't pay attention to her at all, suddenly opened her eyes and glared at herself, and said to herself, "Of course the answer is no, because you don't have the capital to blackmail the Sun family, and your parents don't want you to be a concubine." ”

"I pity you and sympathize with you to let you live here, you have to be clear, it's not that I lost your child, it's that you are too stupid to see the situation clearly."

Saying this, Qingyun couldn't help clenching his fists, and the hatred in his heart was monstrous.

"The box of heart-clearing pills that Wang Shuqi gave you is a good medicine for her, but it is a deadly poison for you. If you want to blame it, you have a bad life, you can't even protect your own children, without children, without the support of your mother's family, you ......"

Alas! Song Qingyun, who has lost her father and mother since she was a child, blinked her eyes and squeezed back the tears that were about to gush out.

She didn't say it thoroughly, she still wanted to save some face for the Sun family, but here Zhao Mingzhu suddenly covered her face with the quilt and cried.

Looks like she's not really stupid!

Qingyun didn't say any more, and let Zhao Mingzhu cry loudly, crying enough, there was a cruel reality in front of her.

"Ming'er, I will send a letter to the Sun family to take you back, you can do it yourself."

After coming out, Qingyun felt as if he was about to collapse, and his body swayed and was supported by Su Yi.

"Madame......"

"Suyi ......" Qingyun rubbed her sore temples, and was about to ask her to go to Sun's house to deliver a letter tomorrow, but found that she was angry, and her eyes stared fiercely at Zhao Mingzhu's room.

"Suyi, you know everything, right?" She looked at Mother Guo opposite, Mother Guo nodded gently, and Qingyun had an indescribable taste in her heart.

"Don't be rash, aren't I okay now? Maybe we're overthinking it. ”

"Madam, if something happens that I don't want to see, I'll do what I want."

Qingyun was stunned, what did she think? Her thoughts were simple and rude, and everyone in the village knew about it, from eighty old women to three-year-old children, and she would kill if she didn't agree with her.

"You dare!" Qingyun glared at her angrily, and in less than ten counts, Suyi was defeated, bowing his head and leaving in frustration.

On the second day, Wang Shuqi didn't eat breakfast and dinner, and the two girls of Jin Zhi and Yinzhi were even more nitpicky, Zi Ling, who went to deliver food to them, was scolded out, so angry that she gritted her teeth and ran to Qingyun to complain.

Don't eat? If you want to go on a hunger strike, you have to ask yourself if you agree or not.

She went to the kitchen to teach Aunt Hua how to make Shanxi knife-cut noodles and haggis soup, the techniques were all made by her memory, the whole courtyard was filled with a strong aroma, Doubao was noisy to eat, Qingyun had to give him a small bowl of knife-cut noodles.

"Mother Guo, you personally bring them over and watch them eat clean before coming out."

As a result, in less than half a pillar of incense, Guo's mother came out with an empty bowl, looking like she had seen a ghost.

"Have you eaten them all?" Qingyun rubbed his stomach in the room for Doubao, who had eaten enough.

"Ma'am, they drank all the soup." Guo's mother said funny.

"Well, in the evening, bring over the food they didn't eat at noon, and if they don't eat, tell them that if they want to eat it, they will make it themselves, and the kitchen will lend it to them."