Chapter Ninety-Three: The Book of Silk

Inside are two silk books with characters written on them, and a pair of mutton fat jade bracelets. Yi Ling'er shifted her position and stood side by side with Murong Xiang, looking at the silk book in his hand.

The above one is addressed to Murong Xiang.

Xiang'er, when you read this letter, you must have grown up.

Mother has so much to say to you, but she finds that she can't say a lot.

Do you hate that your mother left you so early?

However, the mother has the burden and responsibility of the mother, and the debts of some people are destined to be impossible to repay.

This pair of bracelets is reserved for your wife, Xiang'er, and your mother doesn't want you to carry too much, but because of your status, many times you can't help yourself.

Xiang'er, there are some things that you have to figure out by yourself, and some truths that you have to understand by yourself, and you can only know the people who are good to you and the people who are not good to you until the end.

Don't trust the people around you!

But trust your father, and he will not harm you.

You have to live well, no matter what you encounter in the future, you have to live bravely.

Mother loves you, my son-in-law.

Before opening the second one, Murong Xiang and Yi Ling'er were already in tears, she did not write this letter as a queen mother, but in the tone of an ordinary mother.

Yi Ling'er thought, Murong Xiang was very happy to get all the love of her mother!

At least in such a hard life, there are still the people he loves the most to accompany him.

Murong Xiang's hand trembled and opened the second silk book, and Yi Ling'er was also taken aback when she saw it, who was worth spending so much effort to hide.

When Murong Xiang and Yi Ling'er went back, it was already evening, and as soon as Yi Ling'er entered the door, Ju Niang pounced.

"Princess, you are back, even if you are sad, you must pay attention to your body! Come grab a bite to eat, it's been almost a day since we eaten. ”

Yi Ling'er looked at the dishes on the table but had no appetite, and before coming back, Murong Xiang brought her the jade bracelet in the box, but he put away the jade hairpin again.

Why would he, a man, keep a woman's things, since they were not given to her, could it be that he wanted to give them to others?

It was given to him by someone else, and he has always carried it with him as a treasure!

"Why don't you eat?"

Murong Xiang watched Yi Ling'er keep sticking the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, but she didn't mean to eat it.

Ellinger looked up.

Scare!

The people at the table all looked at her, and Yi Ling'er touched her face, there was no grain of rice!

"What's wrong with you?"

“……”

It should be what's wrong with you!

Murong Xiang handed the second silk book to Murong Li, who looked at the silk book with slightly narrowed eyes and frowned tightly.

Why did Xue Yin never mention it, but it was hidden for so many years!

"Then let's set off in two days, and your mother's affairs will be over."

"What about the poison on his body?"

Yi Ling'er raised her head suddenly, her face confused.

Regardless of the poison on him?

“……”

You can't sue her, the poison on his body has already been solved!

Everyone looked at the white-eyed man and motioned for him to solve the matter.

Bai Meiweng was helpless, so he had to put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, and looked at Yi Linger seriously.

"The antidote to the poison on his body is a kind of intestine-breaking grass on the cliff over there, and it will be done tomorrow for Rong An to run."

Let you bully my old man, let you go to find it, I won't kill you tired!

When Rong An heard him say this, he couldn't help but glance at him.

Why me?

It's not you, it's me!

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