Chapter 275

After wiping her tears, Song Yu said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

For his sudden apology, song Shiyu expressed doubts and subconsciously looked up at him.

When she saw the apology on Song Yu's face, she suddenly understood the meaning of his "sorry".

He's apologizing for Mo Wushuang's death!

So, is mo Wushuang really dead in his hands?

Thinking of this, she lowered her voice and muttered, "how did my mother... Die?"

After hearing this, Song Yu glanced at a trace of complexity in his eyes. Then his face turned to a condensation, his hands clenched, and he didn't open his mouth for a long time.

Song Yu has been looking at him, naturally did not miss the expression on his face. Did not urge, standing opposite him quietly waiting for his answer.

After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "if dad said that your mother's death was caused by Dad, would you hate dad?"

In Song Dynasty, Yu didn't know how to answer his question. He didn't answer at all and asked, "why?"

Song Yu moved the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

He was afraid to recall and mention the events of that year. What I fear most is that the rain in Song Dynasty will hate him as usual!

In Song Dynasty, when Yu saw the expression on his face, he felt three points of pain and seven points of remorse. I can't bear to force him any more.

"Forget it, when dad is willing to mention it to me one day, please mention it to me again."

Song Yuchang breathed a sigh of relief, with a few decomposition on his face. His voice was hoarse and said, "good."

Considering that the atmosphere was a little depressing, the Song Dynasty rain did not continue on this topic.

She originally wanted to ask Song Yu about the specific circumstances of the case of King Jingyang's conspiracy to rebel to see if Mu Xianzhi was really dead. But on second thought, I felt that I had no reason to ask this question. We can only put this question aside for the time being and ask again when there is a suitable opportunity.

Just think of Mu Xianzhi may have died, her heart was blocked, so she had the idea to go outside the house to breathe.

"Dad, I'm bored in the mansion. Would you like to go for a walk? "

Song Yu's answer to this is quite straightforward.

"Where do you want to go? Dad will go with you. "

Song Dynasty rain smell speech, immediately happy, Shuanglang way: "as long as you can go outside the house, go anywhere."

"Well, get ready. Dad, go and tell Qingliu something. I'll send someone to pick you up later. " Song Yu said lightly.

Song Dynasty, the rain chicken pecked rice like nodded, did not say anything.

After seeing Song Yu leave, she called Nanxing to wash her face, and changed her light clothes. She was almost ready.

After about a cup of tea, a man dressed as a bodyguard came to pick her up to the front yard.

To the front yard, she and Song Yu together out of the house.

There was a carriage waiting outside the house. The coachman was a little boy whom Yu had never seen in the Song Dynasty.

Nanxing wanted to go with him, but Song Yu refused.

Song Shiyu was puzzled by his refusal to travel with Nanxing. He also felt that Song Yu didn't think much about it because he wanted to be alone with her.

After getting into the carriage, she found a window seat at will.

Song Yu got on the carriage behind her and sat opposite him.

They were speechless for a short time. Song Shiyu asked, "Dad, where are you taking me?"

"You'll know when you get there." Song Yu sold a pass.

He did not say, song rain did not ask, opened the window of the car curtain, quietly looking at the street.

After nearly two quarters of an hour, the carriage went out of the busy street and drove along a forest path to an unknown direction.