After I was captured, the paranoid threatened me with suicide. ( mtl

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There is no need to worry about the Song Mansion. Song Qingzhou is away from home all year round, and Song's mother has long been used to him not coming home.

This time, he said that a friend wanted to get together with him and would not return home for a while.

After arranging all this, Song Qingshu felt even more guilty.

My brother knew that he couldn't tell Song's mother about the injury, otherwise it would be a chaotic scene again, so he told Song's mother like this without telling her.

Song Qingzhou cannot return home now, and he is so seriously injured, so he must stay here.

This fulfilled Song Qingzhou's wish.

Song Qingshu devoted herself to taking care of him. She didn't come out until the man fell asleep again.

Xiaoman was waiting for her at the door.

Seeing Song Qingshu coming out, she whispered: "Princess, the prince has been waiting for you at Jinqi Pavilion."

Seeing that Shen Yanci looked very bad, she couldn't help but worry about Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was almost bored to death. It was impossible for Song Qingzhou to leave alone. She had just asked her brother to rest here.

After thinking about it, Song Qingshu decided to go and make it clear to Shen Yanci first.

Jinqi Pavilion.

Shen Yanci changed into another piece of clothing.

The man was wearing a long purple brocade robe, with dark gold tiger stripes on the wide sleeves.

He was already tall, and such a loose robe made him even more imposing.

He sat on the main chair and drank tea, brushing off the foam, and his every move was dignified.

Shen Yanci looked up at her, his deep eyes showing no trace of waves, and he uttered a few words indifferently.

"You also know to come back."

Seeing this, Song Qingshu's heart trembled violently.

She slowly walked to the man and whispered: "I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

When Song Qingshu saw that he was really interrogating her, she felt even more depressed.

The woman raised her head and begged: "Just let my brother keep it for a few days."

Shen Yanci looked at the slender little girl in front of him, her tender little hands picking up the corners of her clothes.

She has a charming and naive expression, like a boudoir girl who has not grown up and has not experienced any big storms.

In the past, she was pampered by the Song family, but now she is pampered by Shen Yanci, even her hair is a bit squeamish.

Shen Yanci suddenly lost his temper.

His Yaoyao is still young, how can she understand the sinister nature of people's hearts?

After all, when others treat her well, she thinks they are good people.

He sighed softly, opened his arms, Song Qingshu understood, and then threw herself into the man's arms.

The little girl stuck her head out and looked at Shen Yanci eagerly with a pair of bright almond-shaped eyes.

"You agreed?"

I should have agreed, you were the one who got hurt.

Song Qingshu secretly cursed.

"Can we still drive him out?"