Shen Wan comforted Dr. An, a good boy, who also came. The doctor took a look and said it was nothing serious, but still prescribed some medicine and asked him to boil it in water and wipe his eyes.
Shen Wan asked Qiu Ju to send the doctor away, and asked Song Ziling to carry Xiao An to his room. She sat on the kang, looked at Song Ziyu standing aside and said, "Tell me! What do you want to do?"
"Mom, what do you mean by this?" Song Ziyu asked, as if what are you talking about? I don't understand.
Shen Wan frowned and said, "What do I mean? You know it well."
Song Ziyu: "If you don't know my daughter, please ask your mother to explain."
Her mother thought she hurt Song Zian on purpose, so she asked her what she wanted to do?
What did she want to do? She didn't know what she wanted to do. Anyway, when she saw that Song Zian was favored, that Song Ziling was promising, and that the two brothers loved each other, she felt unhappy and wanted to do something to relieve the pain. An unpleasant experience.
Shen Wan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of coldness.
"You have resentment in your heart, so you came to me. Don't hurt Zian. He is less than a year old, how could you be so cruel?"
"In mother's eyes, am I such a bad person? Even hurting my own brother?" Although she did mean it, her mother also thought she did it on purpose, and she was very angry. Because, in In her mother's eyes, her daughter, who had been in prison, was a bad person who even hurt her own brother who was less than one year old.
Shen Wan looked at her and said, "I don't want to think bad of you, but the facts are right in front of me. Last time you scratched Zian's face, I believe you did it unintentionally and didn't say anything. Now you hurt Zian's eyes again." , I hurt him the second time. If I continue to believe that you were unintentional, wouldn’t I be a fool? It gives you a chance to hurt him a third time.”
"I really didn't mean it, why didn't Mom believe me?" Song Ziyu lowered his head and whispered, as if mumbling to himself.
Shen Wan pursed her lips and said nothing. If Song Ziyu hadn't done it on purpose, she would have written Shen Wan's name upside down.
Seeing that Shen Wan was silent, Song Ziyu said again: "Since mother doesn't believe me, just think that I did it on purpose!"
Shen Wan glanced at her and said, "Don't talk as if someone has wronged you. Just tell me directly, what do you want to do?"
"What do I want to do?" Song Ziyu tilted her head as if she was asking others, but also as if she was asking herself.
"I don't know what I want to do? What do you think I want to do?" Song Ziyu looked at Shen Wan and asked.
Shen Wan said: "You were in jail, and you were resentful towards me and your father, so you vented your resentment by hurting your brother, retaliating against us and making us feel bad."
"Mother, are you feeling distressed?" Song Ziyu looked at Shen Wan's heart and asked.
Shen Wan glared at her and said, "Mother and son are connected. The pain is in the son's body, but the pain is in the mother's heart. Do you think I feel distressed?"
Song Ziyu nodded and said, "I must feel distressed. What a mother-son connection! I am also your mother's child. I am suffering in prison. Does your mother feel sorry for me?"
Before Shen Wan could speak, Song Ziyu started asking and answering questions again, "I definitely don't feel bad. If I did, I wouldn't have let me suffer this crime in the first place. You would rather have a cold plaque than I don’t want to beg the emperor to let my living daughter come out of prison.”
Shen Wan didn't speak. Seeing that she didn't speak, Song Ziyu smiled and said, "Why don't you speak, mother? Is it because I was right?"