In Meng Jiao's opinion, the stories Liu Qingqing said are not necessarily all made up, such as the Xue family's original Zhong Ming Ding Shi, and then the first meeting at the Yutang meeting, and even the next few times to sincerely ask for marriage, these should be the things that really happened back then, but what Liu Qingqing said after that, which is very different from what An Guifei said, Meng Jiao is more willing to believe what An Guifei said.

When Liu Qingqing finished telling this story, the time was not early, Meng Jiao sat down slightly, and then took Meng Yuan to get up and go back to her yard, the evening sky was just dark, Meng Jiao took the little girl's hand and walked into her yard, but found that Meng Yuan seemed to be reluctant to go back today.

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong? Don't you want to go back to the yard? ”

"Sister, I came back from school today, and I heard from the people below that the golden chrysanthemums in the Tonghua Pavilion behind me were very luxuriant, but my mother didn't let me go over to see them, and said that those chrysanthemums would be flattened in a few days, sister, let's go over and have a look."

Meng Yuan rarely asked for anything, and this was not a big deal, Meng Jiao thought that there was still some time before dinner, so she agreed, Meng Yuan hurriedly said not to let the maid and wife in the back follow, so as not to be discovered by her mother, Meng Jiao agreed with a smile, after all, it was in the backyard of the Meng family, and there would be no mess if she thought about it.

Meng Yuan took Meng Jiao's hand, turned around and turned to a remote and hidden corner, seeing that there was about to run out of road in front of her, Meng Yuan took a few steps forward, and suddenly saw a winding path hidden in the flowers.

"I heard my mother say that this is a courtyard that was abandoned a few years ago, but because of good feng shui, it has not been demolished for so many years, and it has been left until... Hey, sister, help me, I can't open this door. ”

Meng Yuan said while running to the door of Tonghua Pavilion to push the door, who would have thought that this place was in disrepair all year round, the door was rusty, she couldn't push it open with a lot of effort, so she could only ask Meng Jiao for help while exerting her strength, the latter walked over, and the two little girls wasted their strength together, and finally pushed the carved door open.

The courtyard full of golden chrysanthemums, in the twilight is particularly shocking, Meng Yuan quickly ran into the flowers, one on the left and one on the right, Meng Jiao stood in front of the courtyard golden chrysanthemum and couldn't take a step, she remembered what Concubine An Guifei said, the golden chrysanthemum is thick, it is her mother Xue Wan's favorite scene.

"Wanwan's favorite is chrysanthemums, she said that chrysanthemums are independent of the autumn breeze, not competing with flowers, but they also do not look at themselves as high, when they are in full bloom, they are more beautiful than peach and plum, she is full of golden chrysanthemums in the boudoir courtyard, that is, she married into the Meng family, and she is also full of chrysanthemums in the Tonghua Pavilion, and the golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom in autumn, which is really a beautiful scenery in the world."

"Tonghua Pavilion..."Meng Jiao recalled what Concubine An Guifei said, and muttered to herself, "Tonghua Pavilion... It turns out that this is the former Tonghua Pavilion..."

What love is deep and righteous, what good couples are natural, all of them are fake, if it is really deep and righteous, how can it make Tonghua Pavilion deserted for more than ten years, if it is really a fake couple, how can it not even pay attention to this courtyard of golden chrysanthemums, even... Even when she returned to the Meng family, she didn't tell her about the existence of this place.

Meng Jiao didn't know when she was squatting on the ground, and she didn't know when her eyes began to be sour, and tears poured out uncontrollably, she was just a little aggrieved, as if the suffering and humiliation she had suffered in the past thirteen years had reached a critical point when Tonghua Pavilion appeared in front of her, and the chrysanthemums in the courtyard seemed to be something she had never had, Xue Wan's embrace, which could wrap her up and cry indulgently.

When Meng Yuan had enough of playing among the flowers, Meng Jiao had already fallen asleep in the chrysanthemum bush because her emotions were too exposed, Meng Yuan pushed her a few times, and seeing that there was no response, the little girl thought about it, quietly walked out of Tonghua Pavilion, did not alarm anyone, and returned to Meng Jiao's courtyard in the dark.

"Mama Lin! Sister Emerald Sleeves! ”

"Miss? Why did you come back at this time? Ay? Why are you alone? What about the little lady, isn't she supposed to come back with you? ”

Meng Yuan entered the courtyard gate and began to shout, Mama Lin was not there, Cui Sleeves hurriedly walked out of it, and was pretended to be full of Meng Yuan who rushed over, and then looked behind her, but she didn't see Meng Jiao who should be following her.

"Shh~ My sister and I secretly went to a place, my sister didn't know how to fall asleep, I couldn't wake her up, and I felt that my sister's state didn't seem to be right, I didn't want to alarm other people, so I ran back."

Cui Sleeve was a little flustered when he heard this, and hurriedly went in and called Cui Wei and Cui Jin, leaving Cui Fei waiting to tell Mama Lin about this, and the three of them hurriedly followed Meng Yuan to the Tonghua Pavilion quietly, fortunately, this road was relatively barren, and there were not many people going this way, and the four of them arrived at the Tonghua Pavilion safely.

Meng Jiao was no longer lying on the ground, she was sitting in the middle of Jin Ju, holding a box covered with mud in her hand, Cui Sleeves hurriedly ran over and put the cloak she brought to Meng Jiao, for fear that the autumn wind would be cold at this time, and she would be sick again after freezing for a while and a half, but it would not be good.

"Little lady, what's wrong with you? Why did you come to such a place with Miss? On such a cold day, if you get frostbite, how can it be good, go back with the slave and maid. ”

Meng Jiao turned a deaf ear, holding the box tightly in her hand, Cui Sleeve glanced at it, the box was rusty, about just dug out of the ground, and, although it was dark, she could still see a black thing on the box, like... Like bloodstains?

"Little lady, where did you find this box? If it's something bad, you can be careful to hurt yourself. ”

"It's... My mother's things, this yard, is where my mother lived when she was still there, and this courtyard full of chrysanthemums was planted by my mother herself. ”

Meng Jiao came back to her senses and brought the box in her hand to her eyes, this is what she had just woken up from the cold wind, and found it in Jin Ju from the deepest part, that piece of land, I don't know why nothing can grow, Meng Jiao was in a trance, and dug a little deeper, and dug this box.

Cui Sleeve heard this, knowing that he couldn't reply, and he didn't need to reply, so he stood beside Meng Jiao and waited silently, about half an hour, Meng Jiao Huo Ran got up, Cui Sleeve hurriedly supported her, and after stumbling a few steps, Meng Jiao walked away from the yard without saying a word, Cui Sleeve hurriedly followed, and the two of them also hurriedly followed with Meng Yuan, fortunately, Meng Jiao did not go elsewhere, but walked back to her yard quickly.

Mama Lin had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, and now she saw Meng Jiao walking in with a gloomy face, and she didn't speak, but silently welcomed people in, and then took the ginseng soup handed over by Delphinium and handed it to Meng Jiao's hand.

"No matter what happens, little lady, your body is always the most important, if you are sick, you can't do anything."

After listening to Mama Lin's words, Meng Jiao drank the ginseng soup in her hand, and then didn't say a word, just silently looked at the box that she had been holding tightly in her hand, and Cui Sleeve and others who followed up were a little anxious, for fear that Meng Jiao would make a mistake, so she gave Mama Lin a look, the latter just shook her head lightly, signaling them to go out to serve, Cui Sleeve and others obeyed the order, and took Meng Yuan down to rest, and in the inner room, only Meng Jiao and Lin Mama were left.

"The little lady is not just where did this box come from, but it is so beautiful, presumably the person who made this box must be a clever girl."

Mama Lin's words successfully brought Meng Jiao back to her soul, Meng Jiao thought about it and handed over the box in her hand, Mama Lin was stunned, hurriedly raised her hand to take the box, glanced at it, and also found the lump of bloodstains, frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, but waited quietly for Meng Jiao to speak.

"This box belongs to my mother, the carvings on it, I have seen it in the palace of An Guifei, and the gold-painted fan she used is my mother's handwriting... I didn't go anywhere else, I went to the Tonghua Pavilion where my mother lived before her death, where the golden chrysanthemums in the courtyard were all opened, and Concubine An Guifei said that my mother liked the golden chrysanthemums the most when she was alive..."