Spicy Farming Wife:General's Busy In Chasing His wife

The master of the Shen family had a gloomy face and didn't speak. He was moved in the end.

Shen Yu doesn't have Shen family at all. Without his father, he can see it, otherwise he won't prepare poison.

"You don't have to take care of this matter. Qing'er is not small. Take some time to take care of it. Where can our Shen family's legitimate son be like him? If he is as sensible as ling'er, I won't worry."

The Shen family leader dropped this and left directly.

Mrs. Shen was relieved, but she had a bitter smile in her heart.

Yes, ling'er is a relief, but now she can't move in bed. The culprit was just in front of her, but she can't do anything.

"Little bitches! Sooner or later, Mrs. Bennet will have to skin and bone you! "

Mrs. Shen clenched her fist secretly, her eyes were fierce, and she gritted her teeth. Then she told someone to pack up, and asked a servant girl:

"where's the young master?"

"If you go back to your wife, you will go to the yard of the eldest lady."

Mentioning her daughter, Mrs. Shen's eyes darkened and went to Shen ling'er's yard.

Since her daughter lay in bed and couldn't move, she would accompany her for a while every day, but every time she came out of her yard, she couldn't suppress her inner irritability.

I just want to rush to Leng's house to find out Shen Yu and tear her to pieces.

Shen ling'er's yard is quiet.

Since Shen ling'er was lying on the bed, most of the people around her were also poisoned. The rest who were not poisoned were also angry by Mrs. Shen.

At the moment, all the servant girls and boys in the yard are from Mrs. Shen.

"Madame."

Seeing Mrs. Shen, the servant girls saluted one after another.

A servant girl who was originally Mrs. Shen's confidant came forward and reported, "madam, the young master is in the young lady's room."

"Well."

Mrs. Shen nodded lightly and went directly to Shen ling'er's room.

As soon as he approached, he heard the sobs of Shen Wanqing.

Mrs. Shen's eyes turned red as she listened.

How long has it been since she heard her son cry? Since her daughter was found to be gifted and more and more valued, her focus has been on her daughter, and she has always neglected her son.

In my impression, my son has always been obedient. He is either learning medicine and poison, or practicing martial arts and reading. He seldom comes to her and will not act like his daughter.

She has always felt that although her son's talent is not good, but win in sensible, is also very good, but also subconsciously ignored sensible son.

Until today...

My son, who has always been sensible, suddenly burst out, and now I hear his son's depressed cry.

Mrs. Shen stood at the door with red eyes, watching her son lying in front of her daughter's bed and crying.

I don't know if he noticed someone approaching. He suddenly raised his head, wiped his tears and stood up to leave. Only when he raised his head did he find that it was Mrs. Shen. He said, "Niang."

"Qing'er."