Su Ziyu had a gloating smile on his face, and he didn't hide his pride at all. This is completely different from the submissive she used to be.

The four seasons looked at Su Ziyu like a ghost, and thought to themselves that it was possible that these three young ladies walked around in front of the ghost gate, and they were replaced by their souls.

Not to mention, she really guessed right.

Four Seasons said with a smile on his face: "Third Miss, if you have anything to say, let's go back and talk about it, here...... It's not a good place to talk, after all. Moreover, Aunt Yuan will be buried the day after tomorrow, and the third lady should also go back to see her off for the last time, right?"

The smile on Su Ziyu's face remained unchanged, she slowly stood up, stretched her waist, and said: "This person, you can still scratch if your body is itchy, if you itch in your heart, I'm afraid that you will do something bad, right?"

Si Si didn't understand what Su Ziyu meant, so he only bowed his head and said, "Slave maid...... The slave doesn't know. ”

Su Ziyu sneered: "Let's go, my heart is very itchy, let's go back to the house and relieve the itch." ”

Siji's body trembled, and he inexplicably felt that Su Ziyu's words were full of threat.

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Prime Minister's Office.

After Su Ziyu came back, he did not go to Mrs. Su's room to ask for peace, but went directly to Aunt Yuan's mourning hall.

It is said that it is a mourning hall, but it is just in the courtyard of Aunt Yuan's life, a tablet was erected, there is no white silk on the wall, there is no paper money in the brazier, and even the ink on the tablet has not dried thoroughly, obviously, this is what Mrs. Su has just done, and the purpose is to show Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu walked towards the coffin with a calm expression, and lowered his eyes to see Aunt Yuan's remains.

Aunt Yuan's expression was very calm, as if she had died peacefully and had not suffered any pain.

Mrs. Su publicized that Aunt Yuan died of illness, and Su Ziyu knew that even if she reported the autopsy to the official now, she would definitely not be able to seek justice for her biological mother.

With Prime Minister Su's mountain pressing, she will never be able to set off waves, for Prime Minister Su, nothing is more important than the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion!

If you want revenge, you can't be impulsive or rushed.

Su Ziyu sighed, reached out and tucked Aunt Yuan's sideburns behind her ears.

But I accidentally ran into a hard object.

Su Ziyu frowned slightly, reached into Aunt Yuan's bun, and actually took out a hairpin.

Su Ziyu looked at the hairpin in his hand and found that this hairpin was very simple, simple wooden, rounded pencil shape, and only a small round ball on the hairpin.

Su Ziyu rubbed up and down, and found some uneven marks on the hairpin head, and looked carefully and found that this pattern was somewhat familiar.

Su Ziyu's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly took out the black jade from his arms, and sure enough, the front of this black jade was as smooth as a mirror, but there was a pattern on the back, and this pattern was exactly the same as that on this hairpin.

Su Ziyu checked this pattern in his previous life, and it was not a carving, but a "Long" written in Zhong Dingwen.

"Long...... Linglong Bao Zhai?!" Su Ziyu's face turned pale, that's right, in the memory of the original owner, the eldest lady Su Ziyuan, and the second lady Su Ziyan, their favorite thing to bring is Linglong Bao Zhai's jewelry. And the mark of Linglong Bao Zhai is the word "Long" engraved by this Zhong Dingwen seal.

Why does Aunt Yuan have a delicate hairpin on her head? Moreover, why does she keep hiding this small hairpin in a bun, is she hiding something?

This ink jade and hairpin seem to be from Linglong Bao Zhai, and it seems necessary to go to this Linglong Bao Zhai.

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