Song Qingshu originally planned to carry Shuang'er to the room by himself, but later realized that it was inappropriate, and if he was seen, he would not be able to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River. If Song Qingshu really had bad intentions, but this time he really didn't have the slightest evil thoughts mixed in it, if he was saddled with the name of a thief, it would be too wronged, just happened to meet the two little maids last time, Song Qingshu called them to testify for himself as if he had met a savior.

All the way to the room, Song Qingshu was about to put Shuang'er on the couch to rest, but Shuang'er seemed to be aware of it in his sleep, stretched out his arms and hugged his hand tightly in his arms, and muttered in his mouth: "Xiaobao, don't go ......"

Song Qingshu glanced at the two maids in embarrassment, and the two maids glanced at each other, thinking that since it was the master's mother herself, she couldn't take care of it, so she said, "Lord Song, let's accompany Madame, let's go down first." After saying that, he panicked and wanted to run out.

"You have to stay!" Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "Brother and sister, she was in a trance today, so she mistook me for Brother Wei, I was worried that she would do something stupid, so I accompanied her first, you need to stay and testify to us, if you leave, her reputation will be gone." ”

"Yes~" The two maids bowed and asked, "I don't know if Lord Song needs hot water, just tell the slave to do it." ”

"No, just stay in the house. After Song Qingshu finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Shuang'er in his arms, his eyebrows were frowning, his slender lips were pursed tightly, obviously he was not at peace in his dream, and he couldn't help but reach out and gently pull the few strands of hair scattered on her face behind her ears.

Shuang'er was lying in Song Qingshu's arms, the two inevitably had some skin contact, Shuang'er's skin was cold, and it was very comfortable to touch, Song Qingshu moved his body, found a more comfortable position, leaned on the side of the bed, looked at Shuang'er in a daze, and was quite conflicted in his heart: Originally, the forty-two chapters of the scripture had already arrived, and he could have walked away, and he was the culprit who killed Wei Xiaobao, leaving Shuang'er, it was difficult to ensure that she would not know the truth in the future, and buried a powder keg that would explode at any time for herself...... But I really can't watch such a kind girl die calmly......

"Taohong, do you believe that they don't have a leg?" Noticing Song Qingshu's movements, the two little girls communicated silently while gesturing with their eyes.

"Madame can't say for sure, but seeing Lord Song's gentle movements just now, it's strange that I don't have any ideas in my heart. ”

"I don't think Madame is much better, you see that she hugged Lord Song so tightly and let his hand put in such a shameful place......"

"Well, who of us today is qualified to take care of these things. ”

"I'm just not angry that the young master has just passed away, and the lady is like ...... other men"

"Yo, did the young master tease you back then, and your little fell with a heart. ”

"Die!"

The two girls grew up and played together since childhood, so they can understand each other's thoughts with one look, and there is no sense of obscurity in communication.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Qingshu felt that Shuang'er's emotions had stabilized, so he gently pulled his hand out of Shuang'er's arms, gently supported her back and slowly laid her flat on the couch, and then pulled the quilt on one side and covered it.

The two little girls were dozing off in the corner, and when they heard the noise, they woke up immediately, Song Qingshu whispered: "If I stay here, it will be too embarrassing for my younger brothers and sisters to wake up later, so I will leave first." You two will follow her at all times, even though you pass me...... She probably won't be taking care of herself anymore, but it's okay to be careful. ”

"Xiaobao!" Not long after Song Qingshu left, Shuang'er suddenly felt empty in his arms, and subconsciously reached out to grab it, but he grabbed it and woke up suddenly.

"Madame, are you awake? Liu Lu hurriedly went over and helped her up.

Shuang'er looked dazed at first, and then slowly recalled what happened last night, and her cheeks suddenly turned crimson, "What's going on with you, why do you treat Brother Song as a little treasure......?"

"Brother Song last night, he ...... He didn't do anything to me, did he?" asked Shuang'er, who struggled for a while.

Peach pursed her lips and smiled: "I didn't do anything, I just slept with my wife all night." "Shuang'er treats the two maids very well on weekdays, so he has no scruples about joking in private.

"You two dead girls, if you don't stop it, I'll be hugged by other men. Shuang'er was shy and anxious, and glared at them fiercely.

"The slaves and maids also thought about it, they originally planned to fight with him regardless of how strong Master Song's martial arts were, and risked a small life to fight with him, but Mrs. Lu Dao, you yourself took the initiative to hug Lord Song and kept shouting the name of the master, how dare we make a mistake. The two girls said aggrievedly.

Shuang'er also slowly recalled some specific episodes, only to feel that the places on his chest that had been touched by Song Qingshu were very hot, and suddenly saw the package placed next to the bed, and realized that it was he who handed it to Song Qingshu last night, and his expression was difficult for a while, "Where is Brother Song now?"

Lord Song said that he was afraid that his wife would wake up embarrassed, so he left first. The two girls replied in unison.

Song Qingshu knew that after his own hypnotic hints, Shuang'er would not sprout life and death for the time being, at least before Wei Xiaobao entered the earth, in order to avoid the embarrassment of meeting, Song Qingshu decided to go back to the palace first, and then go to the Viscount's Mansion to help later.

When he returned to the palace, he heard a woman's voice from his residence: "Where is Song Qingshu?" ”

Song Qingshu was subconsciously overjoyed, thinking that it could be that Youyou had returned, but when he heard the voice of the guard's answer, he couldn't help but be disappointed: "Lord Qiyu, Lord Song went to the Viscount's Mansion yesterday to preside over the aftermath of Lord Wei. ”

"I don't know what the county lord is looking for Song?" Song Qingshu walked in slowly, motioned for the guards to go down first, and looked back at Ah Ke.

Wrapped in pale green clothes, draped in white gauze, revealing a beautiful neck and clearly visible collarbones, three thousand green silk tied up with a hair band, a hairpin made of pure mutton fat white jade is inserted into the head, a wisp of green silk hangs down on the chest, a faint trace of red halo appears on the cheeks, and the thin powder is applied to the city.

Hearing Song Qingshu's voice, Ah Ke raised his head, ran over, glared at Song Qingshu and said angrily: "Song Qingshu, what did you tell me and my mother in the Sansheng Nunnery at the beginning?