Song Zhiqing walked out of Chunhui Hall and was led to Meiyuan. Along the way, he was secretly organizing what he wanted to say to Lu. When he was about to reach Meiyuan, he paused and asked about where his aunt was going.

The leader was Xi Magpie, one of the eldest maids beside Lu, who replied respectfully: "Now we will be placed in the South Hospital."

Song Zhiqing's face changed slightly, and his eyes also became sharp: "Hotel?"

He has been an official for many years. His authority is becoming more and more majestic. He is now a bit frightened by his face.

The magpie nodded tremblingly.

Song Zhiqing was a little unhappy. Was Lu deliberately putting his face?

When he entered the plum garden, he saw the green wintersweet trees in the garden. He was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know what memories it had evoked, and his expression became a little relaxed.

"Welcome the third master back home."

The maid bowed and spoke in unison.

Song Zhiqing stretched his eyebrows and raised his hand and said no to the gift, but saw that there was no movement in the main room and that Lu did not come out. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and a little guilty.

If Bai Shuilian had not existed, I guess the Lu family would have left the mansion to welcome him long ago?

He walked towards the main house: "Where is the madam?"

Lu was standing in the house, and she had been brewing sadness. However, when the man appeared within sight, she didn't have to brew it. Tears surged out and her eyes were blurred soon.

When Song Zhiqing came in, he saw a scene of a thin woman standing in the main hall and crying silently.

It is false to say that he is not sad or guilty. After all, this is his first wife, and he took a lot of effort to ask for it back then. The other party married him for years, gave birth to children, worked hard and took care of the gifts. He was not sorry for him at all.

"Xin Niang..." Song Zhiqing choked in his throat and stepped forward to hold her hand.

But Lu retreated.

Song Zhiqing's hand fell into the air, a little embarrassed, and he hurriedly took it back.

He looked at Lu's face for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence: "I'm back for my husband, I'm sorry for you."

It was because he did not keep his promise.

Lu sneered in his heart and spoke without hesitation: "A sorry can offset your guilt towards us mother and son? Brother Qing, you once said that the most regrettable thing in your life is that you did not come from the belly of your mother. You said that your children will not be as entangled with your background as you do in the future? Why, in just over a year, you can't wait to bring back your beautiful concubine?"

Song Zhiqing clenched his fist and was speechless.

"It's all for your husband's fault, and it's up to you to blame me. After all, I'm the one who blames you."

The heart of Lu was tingling, and there was more annoyance.

He said it too easily. His admitting his mistake was not at all sincere, but rather a posture of being a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

How did he become so strange?

Lu looked at the man in front of him. He had obviously been sleeping in the same bed for ten years, but now she found that she had not really understood this person. He was like a familiar stranger.

Lu felt heartbroken for a moment.

She closed her eyes, her voice very tired and disappointed, and said, "What do you think of me now?"

Song Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, then said, "Xin Niang, no matter what, you are my wife, this fact will never change. I just made a mistake for a while, and now the mistake has come true. Lian'er... Bai also gave birth to a pair of children for me. As a man, I cannot leave the three of them alone. Otherwise, the saliva of the censor would flood me."

Lu sneered: "So what?"
Chapter completed!