This crutch was nothing else, it was the only relic left by Old Madam Song.

Recalling that the old lady was burned to death by Song Zi on the city tower, everyone didn't hate it so much, that day, the old lady was still secretly sad at home, and she couldn't laugh at Song Yun's great joy.

After completing the process of a (set of tào), the old lady said that she was tired and wanted to go back to the room to rest, so that everyone would go down to eat and drink and be happy, but as soon as the person left, something happened to the old lady.

When everyone found that the old lady had not moved all day, Mama Liu, who delivered the meal, found that something was wrong, and no one said anything in the room for a long time.

I thought that the old lady was sick and fainted, so I hurriedly rushed into the room to check, but I didn't expect something more terrible than this to happen, the old lady disappeared out of thin air in the room, and disappeared without a trace.

Everyone was in a hurry, and they searched for a long circle in the room, but they didn't see any trace of the old lady, so everyone had to give up, just think that the old lady took a subordinate to the mountain to pray for Song Yun.

But after waiting for a day, the news that came was that the old lady was taken under the city tower by Song Zi, and she was poured with oil, and in the flames, she was burned to death.

"This is the old lady's relic, how can you take it out casually!" Mama Liu looked at the crutches in Aunt Li's hand, stepped forward and snatched it over, and Aunt Li naturally swore to fight to the death and pressed the crutches under (身shēn).

"The old lady hurt (love) the most during her lifetime was the eldest lady, and now the eldest lady is in a hurry to use this crutch, why not take it out? If the old lady is reborn, she will definitely do the same! ”

Hearing Aunt Li's words, everyone fell silent, and Mama Liu didn't say anything more, let go of her hand, just sighed softly, and then turned (shēn) and left, without saying a word.

Aunt Li saw Mama Liu leaving, so she took the crutches to Song Yun, gently handed them to Song Yun, touched the tears in the corners of her eyes, looked at Song Yun in front of her with a kind smile, and said softly: "Miss, come and try it, can you still use this crutch?" ”

Looking at this golden and bronze cane, there is a dragon head carved on it, lifelike, but there are no eyes on this dragon head, and it is said that this dragon is not eye-catching, but it looks very solemn and majestic.

Song Yun stepped forward, gently took the crutches, and gently stroked it in his hand, and the sound and smile of (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) suddenly poured into Song Yun's mind again.

Since childhood, he has brought himself up with one hand, and his own (性xìng) Zi and Bing (性xìng) are also most like this old lady, but this day is not beautiful, in his previous life, he and (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) both died tragically in the hands of Song Zi, but although he took revenge in this life, it is still difficult to calm the hatred in his heart.

What I didn't expect was that this crutch was just the right size in Song Yun's hands, Song Yun gently touched the dragon's head, and he had been holding this crutch for more than ten years, but it didn't fade at all.

Looking at this golden dragon head, Song Yun stepped forward and touched it gently, this dragon head turned out to be made of pure gold, Song Yun was a little stunned, so big

A dragon head is the size of a palm, how much gold does it take to beat it?

"Miss, this crutch is of great significance, and don't give it to others." The old housekeeper on the side spoke, and Song Yunbu rolled his eyes at him, his eyes full of disdain.

This old housekeeper, I'm afraid that he is not a fool, such a valuable crutch, how can he give it to others casually, plus, this is the only relic of (milk nǎi) (milk nǎi), and he will naturally keep it for a good time.

"Don't worry, I will cherish this crutch." As soon as these words fell, there was a burst of movement (sao sāo) outside the door, and Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) frowned, walked towards the door with a cane.

But it turned out to be a team of officers and soldiers, Song Yun glanced in the direction of Han Yue, Han Yue was also stunned, this is obviously a guard in the palace, how could he suddenly come to the Tingwei Mansion?

Just thinking about it, the guard who took the lead suddenly opened his mouth: "Meet Miss Song, meet the cold moon guard, and take Miss back to the palace on the orders of Your Majesty." ”

It seems that Qin Jingnan can't wait, Song Yun sighed softly, she is obviously the young lady of the Tingwei Mansion, but now somehow, she was naturally arranged into the palace by Qin Jingnan.

What else did he say was for Song Yun's good, and said that it was to repay the grace (情qíng) who had lived in Song Yun's room for a while, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) shrugged his shoulders, and it was not a bad thing to go to the palace, at least not for Song Yun.

Although Tingwei Mansion is a place to give birth to himself, but at the same time, this place is also his own sad place, every time he thinks of the empty ((swing dàng) dàng) ((swing dàng) dàng) Songhe Hall, Song Yun's heart is like a needle prick, and the study that will never light the candlestick again.

"Okay, let's go." Song Yun didn't look back at these old people who were still in the house after (身shēn), not disdainful, but reluctant, they are afraid that Song Yun is the only concern in this world now.

Seeing Song Yun nodding, everyone was a little stunned, but they didn't expect Song Yun to agree quickly, the guards hurriedly stood in a row, and the carriage at the door was ready, just waiting for Song Yun to get into the carriage.

At this time, there was a voice from under his feet, "Wangwang......" Song Yun looked down, isn't this his most heartfelt (love) plate? Looking at the plate, the corners of Song Yun's mouth rose slightly, picked up his little white dog, and got into the carriage.

The guards were a little embarrassed, but fortunately, at this time, Han Yue spoke: "This is Miss Song and Your Majesty's (Ai) dog, do you have any opinions?" ”

"No, no, no......" Everyone quickly shook their heads, and Hanyue nodded with satisfaction.

Song Yun frowned when he heard this, his heart was full of grievances, when did the plate become his and Qin Jingnan's (love) dog? It's clear that Qin Jingnan is a coward who is afraid of dogs, this plate is his own, and no one wants to carve up a little relationship.

As the carriage slowly moved forward, Song Yun held the plate that had been sleeping soundly in his arms, looking at the scenery outside the window, Song Yun was a little stunned, not knowing what the meaning of his life in this world was.

In his previous life, he lived for Qin Shihao, and in this life, he was originally to take revenge on Song Zi and Qin Shihao, but now that Song Zi is dead, Qin Shihao is also a wasted person, and the next one

Where do you go from here?

I thought all the way until the carriage came to a stop, and Song Yunzi leaned forward sharply, and his thoughts were pulled back after him, and he got out of the carriage with the help of everyone.

After handing over the plate to Zhaoyang, he walked towards the palace on crutches, at this time it was already dark, Song Yun thought about it, or went back to his dormitory directly, and did not go to Qin Jingnan to ask for peace.

(End of chapter)