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

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She said in a good voice.

Shen Yanci's heart softened immediately.

"My husband is wrong."

"Let me out, I want to be with the kids."

Shen Yanci fell into the trap of women's tenderness.

Even though he knew that she just wanted to deceive him, he was still willing to accompany her and pretend to be deaf and dumb.

The atmosphere slowly became dry and warm.

It's been a week since the last time I got drunk.

When Song Qingshu saw the man's intoxicated look, she thought she would do it to the end if she wanted to put on a show.

The woman's fingers touched the man's sharp eyebrows and smiled softly.

The next moment, the man jumped on her.

"Yao Yao, you took the initiative."

Song Qingshu was able to leave the yard as she wished, and the first thing she did was to find Xiao Yuan Xiaoman.

I saw them locked in a clean room, not hungry or freezing.

Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief, held their hands and said, "I have wronged you."

Xiao Yuan's eyes were filled with tears: "Princess, you finally came to see the slaves."

They didn't know what happened to Song Qingshu and Shen Yanci, but they also heard that Song Qingzhou was gone.

Xiaoman was smart and immediately felt that there was a connection between the two.

Seeing Song Qingshu's thin face, she was somewhat sure that the prince had done something...

Xiaoman chose not to talk about it.

She can't control others, she just wants to follow the lady and want her to be well.

Song Qingshu said: "After you go back to the room and wash up, take a good rest. Come over when you feel ready."

The two maids nodded obediently.

Butler Wu specially invited the master to come and set up an academy in the palace for the two young masters to gain enlightenment.

Finally got out of class.

Changle Changsheng saw Song Qingshu waiting for them at the door.

The two children jumped up happily and rushed towards Song Qingshu's arms.

"mother!"

When the two little guys shouted, the haze in Song Qingshu's heart instantly dissipated.

She knelt down and kissed their little faces.

"Are you tired from practicing calligraphy?"

Changsheng shook his head: "I'm not tired."

Song Qingshu couldn't move her eyes away when she saw them, complaining in her heart that she couldn't do anything well.

Also neglecting the children.

They are only two and a half years old, and Ning Ning is only one year old.

It was the time when he needed his mother's company, but all he knew was that he and Shen Yanci were fighting to the death.

Song Qingshu felt guilty and determined not to hurt the children even if she had trouble with Shen Yanci.

"Are you hungry? Mom will eat with you."

"good!"

Changle felt that although his master criticized him today, his mother came to see them and wanted to eat with them.