In the study room, the candlelight was bright.

Su Changqing was sitting at the table with documents on the case, seeming to be dealing with things.

Aunt Li put the soup bowl on the table and said, "Master Hou, my wife is afraid that you will be tired from working at night, so I specially made this bowl of soup. You can drink it while it's hot."

"I understand, let me drink it after it cools down a bit."

Su Changqing didn't even look at the soup, waving the wolf hair in his hand.

Seeing this indifferent look, Grandma Li became even more dissatisfied with Madam.

"The old slave resigned."

By the candlelight, Nanny Li lowered her head and stepped back.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the shoes under Su Changqing's feet.

Bamboo is embroidered on it.

Flexible stitching and meticulous embroidery work are the techniques of Su embroidery.

Grandma Li was shocked, fearing that she had seen the wrong thing, so she couldn't help but move a little slower.

"Mom, what else can I do?"

Su Changqing looked up and saw that Nanny Li hadn't left yet, her tone was unpleasant.

Without changing her expression, Grandma Li took a step forward, her eyes fixed on Su Changqing's shoes, and said: "Master Marquis, I shouldn't have said these words, but these days, you and your wife always have conflicts. Madam is often sad about this and has lost a lot of weight. Madam is also worried about whether you have any problems with your official duties, and wants to ask her mother-in-law to help. "

Su Changqing's expression changed when the word "mother's family" came out.

There was a dark look in his eyes, and his tone softened a bit: "I am the one who has made Madam worried. The yamen does have some urgent matters, but there is no need to trouble my husband and the others. I will naturally explain it to Madam after I have finished what I am doing. .”

"Then I'll be relieved, old slave."

Grandma Li's voice became colder, but on this winter night, Su Changqing didn't notice at all.

After Grandma Li left the study, Su Changqing stared at the pen and ink on the table. Unable to suppress the anger in her heart for a while, she raised her hand and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

The boy outside the door was startled, "Master Hou, what happened?"

"……fine!"

Su Changqing had a gloomy face. Why couldn't he hear what Nanny Li just said? How dare a servant threaten him with the Sun Mansion?

Over the years, he has been ridiculed everywhere. He relied on the Sun family to rise to the top.

Even the Sun family looked down upon him.

He's had enough!

The Sun family is now in the sunset, how can it be compared with a Marquis who is at the peak of his power!

After a long time, Su Changqing gradually calmed down.

Looking at the mess on the ground, he smiled coldly. Sooner or later, he would definitely make everyone in the Sun family kneel at his feet!

"Someone is coming."

"Master Hou."

The boy ran in, looked at the situation in the study, his heart trembled, and he knelt on the ground.

"Tidy up this place."

Su Changqing stood up and waved his sleeves, and was about to leave when he remembered something and turned back to pick up the soup bowl on the desk.

The boy lowered his head to tidy up the things on the ground, and out of the corner of his eye he saw the soup in the bowl falling into the grass like a waterfall and disappearing.

He shook his body and didn't dare to look again.

Aunt Li returned to Huairou Pavilion worriedly.

Looking up at the inscription on the door, she still remembered that it was handwritten by Su Hou and his lady when they got married.

But now, things have changed and people have changed.

"Mommy, what are you doing standing here?"

A maid saw Grandma Li's movements and asked curiously.

Aunt Li looked away, "Is Madam asleep?"

"Go to bed early. Madam may be too tired these days and fall asleep as soon as she closes her eyes."

"Um."

Grandma Li returned to her room and tossed and turned, but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

When you close your eyes, you can see the shoes made of Su embroidery on Su Hou's feet.

In her early years, her daughter studied with a famous embroidery master in Beijing, and her Bian embroidery skills were praised by the Queen Mother. After marrying Su Hou, she sewed Su Hou's clothes and shoes, and never used her own hands to sew clothes for Su Hou.

Those shoes were clearly not made by the lady!

But if it wasn’t made by the lady, who could it be?

Grandma Li's mind was heavy and she tossed and turned for a long time. She didn't want to think about that terrible possibility.

The sun slowly emerged, and Huairou Pavilion became busy.

In the room, Sun Jiarou saw the black eyes under Nanny Li's eyes and asked with concern: "Nanny, what's wrong with you?"

"ah?"

Grandma Li was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing.

"Madam, there's nothing wrong with this old slave."

"Mommy, do you think there's nothing wrong with you? You can go back and rest. Hongyu and the others will be fine here."

Seeing Sun Jiarou's determination, Grandma Li did not refuse anymore.

I just couldn't sit still after I got back to the house. After all, I got up and left Huairou Pavilion and walked towards the embroidery room in the mansion.

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