Su Qinghuan was really helpless, so she thought that she could have some faith, which might allow Lin Sanhua to emerge from depression.

Her symptoms are already unquestionable depression; unfortunately, she is good at medical treatment, but she is not good at diagnosis and treatment of psychological diseases. The effect of the medicine is really limited, so Lin Sanhua needs a better support.

The next day, Su Qinghuan instructed Dahuan to look at Lin Sanhua and ride Du Jing's horse out.

When she came back in the evening, she packed up Lin Sanhua and said, "Mr. Jing'an is a former acquaintance, knowledgeable and kind person. You can stay there with her with confidence. If you have any questions, ask someone to bring me a letter. There are 100 taels of silver notes in the bag for emergencies. I have put a few taels of silver in it. You usually keep the flowers."

Master Jing'an was the best friend of the ancestor of the Cheng family. Su Qinghuan followed her to the nunnery several times and cured her old cold legs. She often did vegetarian food and sent her to someone to send her, treating her as a respected elder.

Master Jing'an has always liked her, so Su Qinghuan came to her house to take in Lin Sanhua this time.

"I keep the clothes and I don't want the money." Lin Sanhua lay on the bed, still weak, but she asked to leave tomorrow. "You don't have to let the child see me, I won't see you."

Su Qinghuan sighed softly and said, "I won't take it with me. If you want a child, please send me a message. The money is collected..."

Lin Sanhua left without looking back or looking at the two children, and she was extremely determined.

She also confiscated a penny from Su Qinghuan and Dahuan.

The carriage was getting farther and farther away, and she lies in the carriage, tears fell.

My chest was so swollen and my colostrum wet my clothes.

If my mother was not cruel enough, she said silently that she would not be willing to abandon you; you would have to follow me to suffer and be stabbed by others; my mother did not collect a penny from Aunt Qinghuan and Aunt Dahuan. Although I owe them a lot, it would be ridiculous to do this, but I don’t want you to grow up in the future and think I’ve sold you.

She didn't even know what their name was, and wanted to cut off the last concern.

Su Qinghuan discussed with Sister Lin from the next village to her two hungry children and said, "Sister-in-law, your child is grown up. Can you help feed these two children? I will give you three taels of silver a month."

Five taels of silver, but for the first half of the year, Mrs. Lin couldn't help but agree to it, and chewed her two hooves at one time. She felt tired of seeing it.

Su Qinghuan can’t take care of children, but Dahuan is very good at: “I have all taken care of my four younger brothers. Madam, you have a lot of knowledge, so you should name your two children quickly. You can’t keep calling you ‘baby’ and ‘baby’.”

Su Qing laughed and said, "I can't do it."

The name of the book was more formal. She felt that she had not had enough knowledge of ancient Chinese, so she handed over the task to the prince.

The prince was delighted when he got the task and felt that it was of great significance - he was now going to name someone else, not a kitten or a dog, nor a slave to his family, but two newborn children.

"Mom, let me think about it."

"Okay, don't worry." Su Qinghuan said with a smile.

"By the way, mom, what's their last name?"

Su Qinghuan's face flashed with a look of sadness and said, "I originally wanted them to take their mother's surname, but Aunt Sanhua doesn't think so; then I'll name it first and wait for another year to see if Aunt Sanhua will change her mind at that time."

"I think it's hard." said the prince.

Su Qinghuan did not hide Lin Sanhua's affairs from him, and even how she planned for the two children, so she refused to admit their affairs. Su Qinghuan analyzed them one by one to the prince.

"If parents love their son, they will have a profound plan." The prince saw this with his own eyes and had a better understanding of the words in the book.

He became older and sensible, and could detect Lin Sanhua's entanglement, contradiction and reluctance. But she still made the decision that she thought was the best for the child but was extremely cruel to her.

"I think about it again, be more serious." The prince said.

Du Jing couldn't stay at home and often rode his horse to the county town to find out the news.

When he came back that day, he said to Su Qinghuan with a complicated expression: "Madam, I heard today that He Changrui from Yunnan was defeated."

Su Qinghuan was sewing a thin summer shirt to the prince. When he heard this, his hand shook and the needle almost stabbed it into his fingertips.

"Oh." I was excited, but I only expressed it as "Oh" that represents knowledge.

Du Jing said worriedly: "Also, I heard that in the last battle to strangle He Changrui, General Su Si, a genius who emerged from nowhere, died for his country..."

Su Qinghuan stabbed her fingertips directly with her fingertips, her fingers connected to her heart. The pain distracted her a little bit of attention and calmed her a lot.

"He has a special identity and should not be kept anymore. This is the best ending and is also a calculation, right?" Su Qinghuan's idea gradually took shape, but she still couldn't help looking at Du Jing, eager to find the expression of recognition on his face.

"I think so too." Du Jing nodded, but then changed his mind and smiled bitterly, "But I'm worried that all this is true..."

"No, no!" Su Qinghuan murmured, "It should be just a message to cover up. He is a god of war, how could he fail at the last moment? No, definitely not..."

She no longer had the intention of doing needlework and sucked it in her mouth, and put the needlework and thread back into the basket, and was a little dazed.

Seeing her insane appearance, Du Jing couldn't bear it and said, "Madam, don't think too much. This matter is at least 90% possible."

"Ninety percent..." Su Qinghuan repeated, "I think it should be 99 percent."

She looked at Du Jing like a child who was eager to get affirmation, hoping to get some more affirmation from him.

Du Jing nodded.

But Su Qinghuan didn't feel much better, and she was thinking about it...

All this matter has been passed back, but Lu Qi has not come back... She dared not think about it again.

Du Jing seemed to see what she was thinking and comforted: "After the war is over, we will clean up the battlefield and calm the people's hearts. There are still many things to do, and it won't be soon."

"Oh." Su Qinghuan nodded, "I understand."

The prince named the two children, the boy named Bai Zhou and the girl named Jingshu.

Su Qinghuan said, "Okay, then my brother will be called Bai Zhou from now on, and my sister will be called Jingshu."

The prince was a little shy and looked vaguely proud.

Su Qinghuan did not hide the matter from the prince and discussed with him: "I have always felt restless these days and wanted to burn incense sticks and donate some incense and oil."

"Okay, I'll go with my mother." said the prince.

"Doudou will have a baby tomorrow. Have you agreed to go find him? Let Aunt Dahuan go with me."
Chapter completed!