Mama Qi hurriedly smiled: "This is how it should be." I'll help the girl clean up. ”

Where can Leng Rushuang let her do it, he hurriedly helped her arm, sat down at the table, and said with a smile: "No, you are old, just sit in peace, drink a cup of tea, and I'll clean it up." ”

In recent years, there has been no hostess in the Qin Palace, and the affairs in the mansion are basically handled by Mama Qi except for the housekeeper.

She served King Qin when he was a child in the palace. Later, he followed him from the palace to King Qin's mansion and served King Qin for more than 30 years, and in King Qin's heart, he was a position that could be compared with his mother.

King Qin wouldn't tell her to do things, and she didn't dare to do anything if she was as cold as frost.

She made tea with her own hands, held it and sent it to Mama Qi, served a snack, and said with a smile: "Mama, you can taste it and drink tea." It's fast on my side. ”

Mama Qi smiled: "Don't worry, the girl will clean up slowly." The old body waited. ”

Leng Rushuang turned around and went to the backyard.

In fact, what should have been cleaned up has already been cleaned up.

The matter of getting married is not a decision made on the spur of the moment, but a decision made after many days of tossing and thinking.

After getting married, she still has to continue to run this inn.

Xu Hu's family is simple, and the two children are also older, and they are very sensible, so she doesn't need to take care of it. As for herself, she is not too young to think about having children. In the next few decades, there will always be something to do.

But I definitely can't live here forever.

Everything that should be taken away has been packed into a cage.

The familiar bedroom has become empty.

She walked around the room, and at last stopped at the table, opened the drawer, and took out a fine rosewood gold-rimmed box.

When I opened the box, there was a stack of letters.

She sat down on the edge of the bed with the box in her arms, took out a letter and unfolded it.

The handwriting on the envelope is fluttering, elegant, and smart.

It is really hard to imagine that such a good word flying wantonly comes from the hands of a cold and indifferent person like King Qin.

Leng Rushuang stared at the handwriting on the letterhead, and the handsome and dashing appearance of the young man twenty years ago appeared in front of him.

Once, he was also a bright and handsome flying boy.

If it weren't for the calculations and jealousy of the first emperor, he would have been far away from his hometown and family when he was young, staying in the bitter cold land of the border all year round, fighting on the battlefield.

He wouldn't have become the cold he is now.

Without her thoughts and waiting, he would be even more lonely.

No, it wasn't she who made him lonely. It's because of the woman he couldn't possibly get.

Leng Rushuang looked at the letter, and a tear fell, and the handwriting was smeared.

She hurriedly pulled out the handkerchief and carefully wiped away the tears.

But the ink inevitably becomes a little blurry.

Tears that were as cold as frost suddenly became turbulent.

The handwriting was blurry, as if it was like a past she had decided to cut off.

She hugged the letter and cried bitterly.

After crying, she lit a candle and burned all the dozen or so letters in the box.

Dispose of the ashes, wipe away the tears as cold as frost, straighten the skirt and hair, and lift a burden and walk out.

Mama Qi held the teacup and drank it unhurriedly.

"Packed up?" She asked with a smile.

"Alright. The cage is a little heavy, and there are some makeup from the palace. ”

"This is easy, you just get on the carriage, and let the rest of the old body be transported to the palace for you safely." Mama Qi put down the teacup, stood up, stretched out her hand and smiled, "Girl, let's go." ”