Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1885

Not only Song Xizhi suspected that his elder brother was picked up, but Song Shenzhi also suspected it.

He had always felt that there was a huge distance between him and his mother.

Although his mother didn't treat him harshly, he could feel how distant her smile was. It was not as friendly and gentle as the one she showed to his younger brother.

So he worked hard in everything and was determined to become famous in the imperial examination like Shi Yunqi and make his mother proud of him.

Because of his father's accident, he could not take the imperial examination, which was a huge blow to Song Shenzhi.

He knew very well that his grandmother was pushed to death by his younger brother, but as the eldest brother is like a father, it was time for him to take the responsibility.

He was ready to die.

However, when his mother testified that he was the one who pushed his grandmother, Song Shenzhi's heart sank to the bottom involuntarily.

It was his wish to replace his brother.

But his mother's unhesitating and biased testimony still tore a hole in Song Shenzhi's heart, which was cold and painful.

He thought he must have picked it up.

If he was really picked up, this life should be regarded as a way to repay the Song family's kindness.

"Help, please let me see my son." A familiar female voice sounded outside the prison door.

It's my mother! Song Shenzhi's eyes were filled with tears and his heartbeat quickened. His feet were numb and he almost crawled to the prison door, trying to look outside.

I saw the hem of my mother's skirt! There was a big lotus embroidered on it.

My mother loved the purity of the lotus, saying that it "emerges from the mud but remains unstained", so most of her clothes were plain white with blue lotus embroidered on them.

Song Shenzhi was overjoyed and instantly forgot the pain in his heart. "Mother, why are you here? Get out quickly. This is not the place for you."

Mrs. Song looked at her eldest son with complicated eyes, and unspeakable emotions surged in her heart.

She often avoided making eye contact with him and didn't like him hanging around.

Seeing him made her feel irritated.

She tried to change it, but couldn't. She also tried to suppress it, but it was out of control.

She could only avoid him as much as possible.

This is the second time that Mrs. Song has visited the prison with a food box today.

She entered the cell and waited until the jailer walked away before she looked at her son awkwardly.

The son also looked at her awkwardly.

Four eyes, facing each other.

One touch and it's divided.

The son bowed to her respectfully, with the kind of gesture that a son in my family would show when he grows up, "Son greets mother."

Mrs. Song's tears welled up again. At this moment, she did not feel annoyed, but only guilty.

The eldest son was well educated by his husband. He read the books of sages and understood their principles.

She lowered her head, put the food box on the ground, and sobbed, "Shenzhi, come and eat."

Just now she cooked again. Her youngest son lit the fire and added firewood, and she cooked the meal herself.

Song Shenzhi was very happy, "Did mother cook this meal specially for me?"

He sat on the ground, cross-legged, with his back straight like a pine or bamboo.

Mrs. Song didn't answer, but just watched him eat voraciously.

After he finished eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly with a handkerchief, and then said with lingering satisfaction, "The food my mother cooked was delicious."

Mrs. Song said softly, "I'm sorry."

Song Shenzhi was stunned.

Mrs. Song herself didn't know whether the "I'm sorry" referred to the lie she had just told in the government office or the coldness she had shown towards her eldest son in the past.

She choked up, "Do you blame your mother?"

Song Shenzhi shook his head, "My son doesn't know what his mother is talking about. He pushed his grandmother to death, so he should bear the consequences."