Shen Wan suddenly realized that she and Song Heng were the only ones in the room, and she immediately felt uncomfortable.
When she saw the two bowls of pear water on the table, she walked over, picked up a bowl and drank it by herself.
Halfway through the drink, he noticed that Song Heng had been standing there looking at him, and asked, "Want to drink?"
Hui'er brought two bowls, originally for her and Song Ziling, but Song Ziling ran away with Xiao An before drinking, so there was an extra bowl.
"drink."
Song Heng sat opposite Shen Wan, picked up the pear water that night and drank it.
He drank quickly. Shen Wan, who drank before him, had not finished her drink before he had already finished it.
"Thanks."
"Um?"
Shen Wan looked up at Song Heng. What did he say to thank him for being so good?
Inexplicable.
Song Heng looked at her and said: "Ziyu's matter, and what you did for those soldiers."
He heard from Zhang San that most of the retired soldiers she recruited at Chuyun Villa had fought under him before. She told the soldiers the news one day in advance, and they went to inform them so that they could be one step ahead. Go to Izumo Villa to apply for a job.
Shen Wan put down the spoon in her hand, looked at Song Heng and said, "You don't need to thank me, this is just what I should do and want to do, and it has nothing to do with you.
The reason why I tried to save Song Ziyu was because I took over her mother's body, so I couldn't ignore him.
I gave those soldiers a job because I thought it was too difficult for them and I just wanted to do something for them."
‘It has nothing to do with you.
’ Hearing these words made Song Heng feel depressed.
By saying this, was she telling him that she was not doing everything for him?
Or is she telling him that she doesn't like him anymore?
Thinking of this possibility, Song Heng felt even more depressed.
Song Heng's Adam's apple moved. What did he want to say?
But he didn't know what to say.
She is like this now only because he pushed her away a long time ago.
After the food was laid out in Liu's courtyard, Song Heng and Shen Wan went there together.
Cui'er, the yamen prisoner, placed dishes on the table and told Song Ziyu what happened today.
"That word was written by the Emperor himself, and it was stamped with a large seal of jade seal! I heard someone say that an object stamped with a jade seal is as if the emperor was personally present.
From now on, whenever anyone enters the hall of our house, they will have to kneel down and salute!"
Song Ziyu sat on a low stool and sneered: "They would rather get a plaque that can bring them false fame than exchange their daughter's freedom."
Her mother had done a good deed, and the emperor appreciated it. If her mother had spoken to the emperor and asked him to pardon her, the emperor would have happily agreed, and no one else would have dared to say anything.
But her mother didn't. Her mother would rather have a dead object than let her living daughter escape the sea of suffering as soon as possible.
After all, it was because she was a daughter. If it had been Song Ziling or Song Zian, her mother would have smashed her head in front of the emperor.
Yes, her mother was patriarchal and treated her far less kindly than Song Ziling and Song Zian.
Back then, when Song Ziling caused such a big disaster and lost so much money, everyone blamed him.
The mother-in-law excused him and stopped her father from punishing her.
The longer Song Ziyu stayed in prison, the more he thought about it, and the resentment in his heart became heavier. Cuier frowned and whispered: "These are two different things!"
The wife has done good deeds, and the emperor gives her a plaque, but it is two different things than the eldest lady going to jail.
Why did the eldest lady say that the general and his wife would rather get a plaque that brings false fame than give her freedom?
The general and his wife are both real good people, and they do good deeds sincerely, not just for the sake of fame.
Song Ziyu picked up the chopsticks and looked at Cui'er coldly. Cui'er blinked and closed her mouth.
She delivers meals to the eldest lady every day. When she sees the eldest lady every day, she feels that her expression is gloomier than the day before.
Although the madam sent many books to cultivate sentiments, the eldest lady seems to have never read them.