Shen Yuzhu looked at the clear handwriting that was gradually revealed in front of him, the person who wrote this has very good calligraphy skills.

Although it was written in a hurry, the pen was vigorous and powerful, and the force penetrated the back of the paper.

Scribbled with a bit of cursive unbridled chic, the owner of this trace must be a talented, arrogant talent.

What can be written is shocking.

"I'm in the exquisite tower in the palace, don't save me."

Linglong Pagoda is the viewing platform built by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty specially for his concubine, and the tower is about ten zhang high.

Later, after Emperor Qianyuan succeeded to the throne, Linglong Pagoda became an astrological platform for observing celestial phenomena and was locked up by people.

Only when major sacrificial celebrations are held regularly, the Si Tianjian will open the tower the day before, go in to observe the celestial phenomena, and divinate good fortune.

Normally this is a forbidden area, and few people can enter it.

Shen Yuzhu's hand trembled slightly, and she hurriedly soaked the next page with tea.

Again, in an inconspicuous corner, a few strokes were scribbled.

"I am in prison, I miss you all, and I hope you can raise our children well."

"They will never let me live, if I die, don't read it!"

"Time is numbered, I think about it day and night."

"My beloved wife must live well and take good care of our children."

"The meal I used tonight is a little exquisite, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to meet again...... They got their hands on it......"

Shen Yuzhu stared blankly at the handwriting displayed in the poems.

Her hands trembled violently, and she poured all the water from the medicine cup on the booklet, and the tips of her fingers were whitened from the medicinal soup.

Shen Yuzhu hurriedly ordered Zhang's mother to bring a basin of water in.

Zhang's mother hurriedly brought a basin of water in.

After seeing Shen Yuzhu's appearance in the room, he was stupid.

As if he was enchanted, his master rummaged through all the poetry books left by his wife.

Throw the whole book into the basin and then fish the booklet out of it.

She desperately flipped through the pages of the poetry booklet, and the whole person couldn't stand still.

"Master!! Master! Zhang's mother exclaimed, is this a crazy demon?

"Go! Boil the herbs I've been drinking these days into a decoction and bring it in! ”

Shen Yuzhu raised her eyes sharply and looked coldly at Zhang's mother.

Mother Zhang was taken aback by Shen Yuzhu's eyes, and she didn't dare to say anything, so she hurriedly walked out.

Not long after, according to Shen Yuzhu's instructions, he boiled a pot of medicinal herbs into a pot of soup and brought them into the warm pavilion.

Shen Yuzhu asked Zhang's mother to guard outside, and no one was allowed to come in without her order.

Zhang's mother hurriedly responded, but her heart was beating non-stop.

Master, what's wrong? It was good before, but after wetting the poetry book left by Mrs. Xian, it turned out to be like this.

But the master is a very assertive woman, and she doesn't dare to say anything superfluous.

The warm pavilion was shrouded in a thick and bitter medicinal smell, and Shen Yuzhu soaked those poetry booklets with these potions again, but still found nothing.

Shen Yuzhu sat on the bed dejectedly, looking at the book in his hand, staring at the handwriting.

As the water stains gradually dried, the handwriting that had been revealed before dissipated little by little.

She panicked, and hurriedly smeared the medicinal decoction on the yellowed paper again, but there was no more of those handwritings.

No money was made, no names were named.

She only knows now that in these poetry books left by her mother, there is a paragraph hidden without a beginning or an end.

Who said it, I don't know.

I don't know to whom.

Could it be that the mother is the man's wife, but who is the father? Who is the child in it?

Shen Yuzhu felt out of breath, she finally calmed down the chaos in her heart, and the whole person had strength again, and lay on the couch softly.

Zhang's mother's hurried voice came from outside.

"Master, the Xiao family is here!"

Shen Yuzhu closed her eyes tiredly, and opened them abruptly this time.

She struggled to sit up, the Xiao family must have heard the news that she was going to marry Lu Mingzhe, and sent someone to find out the news.

"Come in! Clean up the pavilion. ”

Zhang's mother outside answered, and then Yunxiang and Chunxi cleaned up the warm pavilion.

Zhang's mother opened the window and dispersed the smell of medicine in the warm pavilion.

Once the Xiao family discovers the injuries on their master's body, they may be able to summon Old Man Xiao over, and it will not be easy for the master to fool him by then.

Shen Yuzhu glanced at Zhang's mother gratefully, she was still thoughtful.

She asked Yunxiang and Chunxi to help her change her clothes, and she was just ready.

There was a hearty laugh outside, and along with the laughter, a middle-aged woman walked in.

Wearing a raven blue skirt with purple patterns embroidered on the outside, it is noble and atmospheric.

With a round face and almond eyes, the cute style at the corners of the eyes is also very attractive.

She was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, and she was holding a child of about ten years old.

The boy was born very valiant and beautiful, and he was with the woman.

The steps under his feet are also extremely calm, like a little adult.

The face the size of a white jade palm was upright, but the dark eyes were looking around, very curious.

Shen Yuzhu hurriedly greeted the woman, bowed and saluted, "Yuzhu greets the eldest uncle!" ”

The person who came was Shen Yuzhu's aunt, Yao, the wife of the Xiao family.

Yao Shi hurriedly helped Shen Yuzhu and looked over.

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