Linked to Shuang'er's undressing inside just now, and the residual warmth of his body revealed in the package, Song Qingshu suddenly realized what was inside the package.

"I've been having a headache about how to push down Shuang'er, so I can get the treasure map embroidered on her underwear, but I didn't expect her to hand it over directly to me. Song Qingshu pinched the package, it was too easy to get it, and he was a little dazed for a while.

"Then please Brother Song. Shuang'er saw that he was silent, and subconsciously when he agreed, he showed a relieved smile and walked towards the mourning hall.

"Are you planning to go with Brother Wei?" the voice behind him made Shuang'er's body tremble.

"I have deliberately covered it up, but I didn't expect it to be seen by Brother Song. Shuang'er turned around and smiled mischievously.

When Song Qingshu knew that she had handed over the forty-two chapters of the Treasure Map to the Heaven and Earth Society, she understood that Shuang'er had already had the intention of death, but how could he, a modern person, watch the tragedy of martyrdom happen, and hurriedly comforted: "Brother and sister, Brother Wei loves you so much, if he has a spirit in the sky, he must not want you to do this, he definitely doesn't want you to be hurt in any way." ”

Shuang'er's expression did not make any waves, but said softly: "Brother Song, you don't know Xiaobao, Xiaobao is most afraid of loneliness, and he must want me to accompany him, and he must be worried that after death, I will give him a green hat and let him be a turtle bastard." As he spoke, a happy smile appeared on his lips.

"Well, look at this momentum, it's completely like Wang Ba eating scales, iron-hearted. Song Qingshu had a headache, although he knew that Shuang'er and Wei Xiaobao had a good relationship, but he didn't expect it to be so good. I had to change my strategy and persuade: "Brother and sister, if you go with Brother Wei, in case...... In case ......"

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think about how to persuade her to change her mind.

"What if?" Shuang'er had already made up his mind to be martyred, but he was a little more open than usual, looking at Song Qingshu with a smile, a little curious about what reason he would say.

"What if you are pregnant with Brother Wei's child?" Song Qingshu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and hurriedly said, "If it is because of your martyrdom that Brother Wei's widow is allowed to go with you, and the Wei family is killed, wouldn't you be very sorry for him?"

"Brother Song~" Shuang'er glanced at Song Qingshu with disgust, and her snow-white face suddenly had a hint of red, "No one is pregnant with Xiaobao's child." ”

"It's been less than a month since Brother Wei left the capital, you haven't seen the doctor, how can you know the Tao?" Song Qingshu made up his mind to arrange for a few imperial doctors to come over tomorrow, and they must make sure that Shuang'er is pregnant, maybe they can dispel her idea of suicide.

"I know it myself, anyway. Shuang'er bit her lower lip, her face flushed with shame, and she was unwilling to continue this embarrassing topic with Song Qingshu.

"Uh, okay," Song Qingshu didn't know much about some of the secrets of women, seeing that she said so categorically, he knew that this reason might not work, but at this time he had already come up with another reason: "Isn't Shuang'er girl thinking about avenging Brother Wei?"

"Revenge?" Shuang'er's big flickering eyes showed a hint of doubt.

Song Qingshu had no choice but to make up lies to her: "If it weren't for Fukangan insulting Princess Jianning, Princess Jianning would not have committed suicide in shame, so much so that she dragged Brother Wei to accompany her to the funeral." Fukangan is the culprit of everything, brother and sister, you don't look for him to take revenge, but you are in a hurry to martyrdom, it's really a little unwise. ”

But Shuang'er shook his head lightly: "Others may not know Xiaobao's character, but I know it very well." Although you didn't tell me the truth of the matter from me, I already thought it clear in my heart. The princess has always had a good relationship with Xiaobao, but she was bullied by Fukangan, and she didn't look for Fukangan before she died, but wanted to pull Xiaobao to accompany her to the funeral, which shows that in her heart at that time, she hated Xiaobao more than Fukangan. What made the princess hate Xiaobao so much, I don't want to guess, and I don't want to know the truth, but I just understand that Xiaobao must have done something wrong, so why should I take his death out on other people?"

Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise, but she didn't expect Shuang'er, who was more inclined to the image of a maid in the original book, to have such a rich independent personality and such a kind heart.

"Brother Song, what are you looking at?" Seeing that Song Qingshu had been staring at him, Shuang'er said a little embarrassed.

"Shuang'er, do you still have a sister or younger sister?" Song Qingshu knew whether the answer was or not, but he couldn't help but ask, and even his younger siblings forgot to shout.

"No!" Shuang'er had been asked the same question by Duo Long and Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian, so he naturally knew what the subtext of the men was.

Looking at Shuang'er's light and angry appearance, Song Qingshu sighed in his heart: Such a good girl, it is really difficult to find a lantern, since you don't have a sister or sister for me to marry, then you can sacrifice yourself.

"Brother Song, you don't have to persuade me anymore, I have made up my mind. It's not early now, Brother Song should go back first, and remember to come over tomorrow to bury me and Xiaobao together. Shuang'er calmly arranged his death, and that calm smile made Song Qingshu's heart tremble.

Song Qingshu lowered his head all the way, silently followed Shuang'er to the mourning hall, looking closer and closer to the mourning hall, Song Qingshu understood that as long as he stepped out of the Viscount's 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!"

"Huh?" Shuang'er turned back suspiciously, but there were only two ink-black pupils in front of him.

Soon, Shuang'er's expression changed from blank to surprised: "Xiaobao, are you not dead?" After speaking, he threw himself into Song Qingshu's arms.

Holding Shuang'er's soft waist, Song Qingshu had no evil thoughts at all at this time, and nodded: "Yes, I'm not dead yet." ”

Hearing Wei Xiaobao's voice, Shuang'er couldn't help it anymore, and cried in Song Qingshu's arms, probably because the pressure suddenly relaxed, plus she hadn't slept much in the past few days, and she fell asleep crying and crying.

"Sleep, sleep. Song Qingshu said pityingly, picked up Shuang'er horizontally, and walked to the two maids not far away.

"Lord Song, what are you ...... The young grandmother ...... "Seeing Song Qingshu holding Shuang'er in his arms, the two maids only felt that their brains were a little short-circuited, and the two suddenly saw each other and thought of a terrible thought: Lord Song did this kind of thing, he won't kill people, right?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you two are peachy and willow green. Song Qingshu didn't expect how unbearable he was in the hearts of the two little girls, "You two come with me and send your young grandmother to the room to rest." After saying that, he hugged Shuang'er and walked straight to her bedroom.

"Oh~" The two girls looked at each other and hurriedly trotted all the way to follow.