Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
Shuang 'er had just taken off her clothes inside, as well as the warmth of her body seeping out of the bundle, Song Qingshu suddenly realized what was inside the bundle.
"I've been having a headache thinking about how to push Shuang 'er down so I can get the treasure map embroidered on her underwear. I didn't expect she would hand it directly to me." Song Qingshu held the bundle. It was too easy to get it, and for a moment he was somewhat absent-minded.
"Then I'll leave it to Song Dage." Shuang 'er saw that he was silent and subconsciously took it as a yes. She revealed a smile as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders and walked toward the mourning hall.
"Are you planning to go with Brother Wei?" The voice behind her made Shuang 'er's body tremble.
"I've already deliberately concealed it, but I didn't expect Song Dage would still see through it." Shuang 'er turned around and revealed a naughty smile.
When Song Qingshu found out that she had given the treasure map of the Forty-two-chapter Sutra to Tian Di Hui, he understood that Shuang 'er already had the intention to die. However, as a modern person, how could he watch the tragedy of suicide happen? He promptly consoled her. "Sister-in-law, Brother Wei loves you so much. If his spirit is in heaven, I'm sure he doesn't want you to do this. He definitely doesn't want you to suffer any harm."
Shuang 'er's expression did not change. Instead, she said softly, "Song Dage, you don't understand Xiaobao. Xiaobao is most afraid of loneliness. He definitely wants me to go with him. Also, he's definitely worried that after he dies, I'll make him a cuckold and make him a turtle bastard." As she spoke, a happy smile appeared on her lips.
"Fine, looking at this attitude, it's like a tortoise eating a weight on a steelyard weight. She's determined. "Song Qingshu felt a headache. Although he knew that Shuang 'er and Xiaobao had a very good relationship, he didn't expect it to be this good. He could only change his strategy. "Sister-in-law, if you go with Brother Wei, what if … what if …"
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't think of a way to persuade her to change her mind.
"What if?" Since Shuang 'er had already made up her mind to commit suicide, she was a bit more relaxed than usual. She smiled as she sized up Song Qingshu, somewhat curious as to what reason he would give.
"What if you're pregnant with Brother Wei's child?" A thought flashed through Song Qingshu's mind. He hurriedly said, "If you die for love and Brother Wei's posthumous child follows you and causes House Wei to lose its bloodline, wouldn't you be letting him down?"
"Big Brother Song ~" Shuang'er looked at Song Qingshu reproachfully. Her snow-white face suddenly had a hint of red. "I'm not pregnant with Xiaobao's child."
"It hasn't even been a month since Brother Wei left the capital. You haven't seen a doctor, so how would you know?" Song Qingshu made up his mind that he would arrange for several imperial physicians to come over tomorrow. He would definitely make them insist that Shuang 'er was pregnant. Only then would he be able to dispel her idea of suicide.
"Anyway, I know myself." Shuang'er bit her lower lip and blushed. She was unwilling to continue this awkward topic with Song Qingshu.
"Uh, alright," Song Qingshu wasn't too clear about some of women's secrets. Hearing her speak as if she was trying to commit suicide for love …
He knew that this reason wouldn't work. However, he had already thought of another reason. "Miss Shuang'er, won't you consider avenging Brother Wei?"
"Avenging?" Shuang'er's big, flickering eyes showed a trace of doubt.
Song Qingshu could only brace himself and weave a lie. "If Fu Kangan hadn't humiliated Princess Jianning, Princess Jianning wouldn't have committed suicide out of shame and anger. She wouldn't have dragged Brother Wei down with her. Fu Kangan is the main culprit. Sister-in-law, you didn't find him for revenge, but rushed to commit suicide for love. It's really unwise. "
Unexpectedly, Shuang'er lightly shook her head. "Others might not know Xiaobao's character, but I know it very well. Although you guys hid it from me and didn't tell me the truth, I already knew it clearly in my heart. The Princess had always had a good relationship with Xiaobao, but she was bullied by Fu Kangan. Before she died, she didn't look for Fu Kangan, but wanted to drag Xiaobao down with her. This shows that in her heart, she hated Xiaobao more than Fu Kangan. What made the Princess hate Xiaobao so much, I don't want to guess, and I don't want to know. I only know that Xiaobao must have done something wrong, so why should I take my anger out on other people? "
Song Qingshu looked at her in astonishment. He didn't expect that Shuang'er, who was more inclined to the maidservant image in the original work, actually had such a rich personality and such a kind heart.
"Song Dage, what are you looking at?" Seeing Song Qingshu staring at her, Shuang'er said angrily and shyly.
"Shuang'er, do you have any older sister or younger sister?" Song Qingshu knew the answer was no, but he still couldn't help asking. He even forgot to call her 'sister-in-law'.
"No!" Shuang'er had been asked the same question by Doron, Zhang Kangnian, and Zhao Qixian, so she naturally knew what men's unspoken words were.
Looking at Shuang'er's slightly angry appearance, Song Qingshu sighed with emotion in his heart: Such a good girl is really hard to find. Since you don't have any older sister or younger sister for me to marry, then you should sacrifice yourself.
"Song Dage, you don't need to persuade me anymore. I've made up my mind. It's getting late, Song Dage should go back first. Tomorrow, remember to come back and bury me and Xiaobao together. " Shuang'er calmly arranged her own death. That calm smile made Song Qingshu's heart tremble.
Song Qingshu lowered his head all the way, silently following Shuang'er toward the mourning hall. Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the mourning hall, Song Qingshu understood that as long as he stepped out of the Viscount Mansion, he would never see this kind and gentle woman again. As if he had made up his mind, he suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Shuang'er!"
"Hmm?" Shuang'er turned her head in confusion, but what she saw were only two pitch-black pupils.
Soon, Shuang'er's expression changed from blank to surprised: "Xiaobao, you're not dead?" With that, she threw herself into Song Qingshu's arms.
Holding Shuang'er's soft waist, Song Qingshu didn't have any evil thoughts at this time. He nodded and said: "Yes, I'm not dead yet."
Hearing Xiaobao's voice, Shuang'er couldn't bear it anymore. She lay in Song Qingshu's arms and cried. Chapter 150: Suicide … Failed
Perhaps it was because the pressure was suddenly relieved, plus she hadn't slept much these past few days, she cried and cried until she fell asleep.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep." Song Qingshu said pitifully. He held Shuang'er by the waist and walked toward the two servant girls not far away.
"Song Daren, why are you … Young Mistress, she …" Seeing Song Qingshu holding Shuang'er in his arms, the two servant girls felt their brains short-circuiting. The two suddenly thought of a terrible thought at the same time: Song Daren did this kind of thing, he wouldn't kill them to silence them, right?
"If I remember correctly, you two are Taohong and Liulu, right?" Song Qingshu didn't realize how unbearable he was in the hearts of these two little servant girls. "You two come with me, I'll take your Young Mistress to her room to rest." With that, he carried Shuang'er and went straight to her bedroom.
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