Eight days passed in a blink of an eye, because it was the clothes prepared for the queen mother, Bai Rushui would go to the embroidery workshop to check the progress of the clothes during the day, and go back to the house with Yin Yuefei in the evening to dine and chat with the ancestors.

Somehow these days, the ancestor has always been belching and stuffy, and he can't sleep well, and he can't get any better after seeing Lang Zhong take medicine.

"I'm old, I don't think I will live this year." The old ancestor lay on the bed and said weakly: "Fei'er, Ziyun, the Yin family will depend on you in the future." ”

"Ancestor, don't you say that about yourself, okay?" Bai Rushui was uncomfortable when she heard it, and she said, "You are so good, your body will definitely get better." ”

"I know that you girl can't bear me, but after all, you won't let anyone go through these years." The old ancestor fell asleep in the white water half coaxing and half persuasion.

Yin Yuefei has always cherished his words like gold, and in his heart, the family he cares about the most, except for her, is the ancestor.

Every time he chatted with the ancestors, he sat quietly on the sidelines, read books, and occasionally stopped to listen to what they said, but he was very worried about the ancestors, not only sent more people to protect the safety of the ancestors, but also sent maids to take care of the ancestors day and night, and the food was also the best.

But the ancestor's health is still not good.

"Could it be that someone did it?" Back in the room, Bai Rushui raised his doubts.

The old ancestor's body before that night was very strong, although she was frightened and injured by the wind, but she was also a person who had gone through thousands of sails, so she would not be so fragile, and she would not be sick after taking medicine and having someone to serve.

"Medicine or food?" Yin Yuefei raised his eyebrows.

"I'm also guessing, I'm not sure if it's medicine or food." Bai Rushui frowned.

"Ziyun," he ruffled a strand of her long hair, "How fortunate the Yin family is to let you enter the house." ”

"Did you just find out about me?" Bai Rushui trembled and said, "Do you regret that when you first entered the door, you were extremely indifferent to me?" ”

"Not in this life." Yin Yue sighed lightly.

"What?" Bai Rushui didn't understand it.

"Meet in this life, cherish the present." He held her tightly in his arms.

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The next morning, before Bai Rushui got up, he heard the housekeeper running in a hurry: "Oh no, the eldest young master, the eldest young grandmother, just sent the shopkeeper to report that the clothes made for the queen mother were burned with fire." ”

The news exploded, and she immediately jumped up from the bed and pulled Yin Yuefei to the embroidery room.

The embroidery room is in the backyard of the silk village, and when Bai Rushui comes to the door of the embroidery room, he smells a pungent smell of burning.

As soon as I stepped in, the ground was gently raised with messy black ashes, and the other clothes in the house were not spared, and there was a big fire last night, and the thieves did not burn the house, but burned the clothes, which was a deliberate attempt to control the fire so well.

The embroidery girls trembled with fright, this is a dress made for the Queen Mother, if it is not completed on time, it will be killed.

Aunt Zhao came over tremblingly, her eyes were also red: "Young Master, Young Grandma, last night when we embroidered a few times, we closed the door and went back to the house to rest, before leaving, I also specially checked, the doors and windows have been closed tightly, we got up in the morning, found that the door was open, a big smell of burning floated out, hurry in to see, the clothes are burned." ”