A memory suddenly rushed out of Yan Qingrui's mind at this moment, as if when Su Ruolan was alive, every year on her birthday, she would take her to Xianyunzhuang to live for a few days.

And every time, she would take her to kowtow to a cliff.

There was even a scene in her mind, the little Yan Qingrui didn't know why, and asked in a milky voice: "Mother, why do you want to kowtow to the cliff?"

Su Ruolan's soft and loving voice: "I heard that there are immortals living under the cliff, Xiao Qing'er kowtows to the cliff, and the gods below the cliff will bless Xiao Qing'er with happiness and health, happiness, happiness and peace!"

It turned out that what she wanted Yan Qingrui to kowtow to was never a god, but it might be the ghost of her parents.

It's just that Xiao Qingrui was too young at that time, and he wouldn't have thought of the joints anyway.

And the text behind is the key to Yan Qingrui's life experience:

Qing'er, my mother doesn't know who your parents are, and I don't know their identities, my mother once wanted to get the piece of fabric under the cliff so that she could get as much information as possible. But by the time your mother sends you back, the fabric has been blown down the cliff by the wind.

In the swaddling clothes that wrapped you at the beginning, there is also a jade pendant, which is the jade pendant that your mother asked you to carry with you, in addition, there is no object that can prove your identity, you need to keep the jade pendant well, maybe one day, you can find your relatives.

Yan Qingrui was speechless, her jade pendant was pitted to the Xuanyue Sword by the old god stick of Xuyun, and embedded in the Xuanyue Sword Hammer, half of it was eaten by the Sword, and the other half was broken.

Or maybe that was the only thing that would allow her to find her parents, but there was no trace of it.

She saw the letter too late.

However, the mother must not have found the two words Nangong hidden embroidered in the swaddling clothes, and now she has no jade pendant, so she can only look at these two words to find clues.

No, or maybe she should have gone under the cliff back then.

Seventeen years had passed, but if the body was still there, there would always be some traces, and even if it wasn't, she should have buried it.

Yan Qingrui quietly woke up Xingyun and told her to go back to the capital with Ming Nineteen early tomorrow morning.

Xingyun rubbed her eyes and said, "What about you, eldest lady?"

Yan Qingrui said: "I have something to do, so it's inconvenient to take you with me." ”

She arrived in the front yard, untied the horse that pulled the cart, went out of the mountain gate of Nanyin Temple, turned over on the horse, followed the original road, and drove back to Xianyunzhuang.

Fortunately, it is in the suburbs, even if it is not eye-catching at night, Yan Qingrui controls the horse like flying, and the sound of the horse's hooves is very clear at night.

Galloping forward from the path in front of Xianyun Villa, the horse was halfway through, and the road ahead was impossible, Yan Qingrui abandoned the horse and walked, starting a light effort, and the speed did not decrease at all.

When she followed the fragment in her memory to the cliff where Su Ruolan wanted Yan Qingrui to kowtow when she was a child, the east was already white, and Yan Qingrui had no sleep, staring at the bottom of the cliff.

This cliff is really steep, if you fall from it, you will fall to pieces, right?

Does she need to go down and find the truth?

She shook her head and smiled suddenly, forgetting what she had said at the beginning? Since she accepted this body, then, the matter of the original body is her business, the grace of the original body, her grace, the hatred of the original body, and the hatred of the original body.

This is what she should do.

If it is the original body, you must also hope to get the truth, you must want to find out your own background and find out who your parents are.