It was an incomparably delicate little golden lock, and Hua Muyue had a sense of familiarity from the bottom of her heart, and an urge to cry.

Hua Muyue took the longevity lock in her hand and rubbed it, and when she looked at it carefully, she found that there was a small character engraved on it, and her voice was full of excitement, "Xianggong, is there a word on it?" ”

Zhao Huaijin took the longevity lock and saw the word "spirit" engraved on the lock, which must be a person's name, could it be the real name of the lady?

"It's the word 'spirit', which is a kind of writing in the previous dynasty." After Zhao Huaijin finished speaking, he looked at Hua Muyue, and saw that his face was pale, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Lady, what's wrong with you? Don't be scared. Zhao Huaijin hugged Hua Muyue's crumbling body.

Hua Muyue was immersed in the memories that flashed in her mind, and her heart ached.

"Mother, this little golden lock is so beautiful! Mu'er likes it. The little girl played with the little golden lock.

A gentle and beautiful woman hugged the little girl in her arms and said softly: "Mu'er likes it, my mother gave it to you, don't lose it, this is what your grandmother left to your mother." ”

"Then Mu'er doesn't want it, it's better to keep it with my mother." The girl sensibly put the golden lock back.

"This is a longevity lock, my mother brought it to Mu'er, and blessed Mu'er with a long life and good health."

The woman gently tied the little gold lock around the girl's neck.

The little girl hugged the woman happily, and her voice was soft and glutinous, "Mother, when will Daddy come back?" ”

"Come on, your father said to come back to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with us."

Next, did you wait until Daddy came back? Hua Muyue couldn't remember.

"Lady, are you alright?" Zhao Huaijin said with a trill.

"Huai Jin, my head hurts." Hua Muyue rubbed her head vigorously.

"I can't remember." Hua Muyue began to smash her head with her fists.

Zhao Huaijin quickly grabbed Hua Muyue's hand, and said distressedly: "It's okay, if you can't think of it, you won't want to." Yue'er, good. ”

The soft words made Hua Muyue's mood gradually stabilize, she leaned on Zhao Huaijin, her lips were a little pale, "Huaijin, I will never see my mother again." ”

Zhao Huaijin guessed that Hua Muyue must have remembered something, but it was sad, she would never see her mother again, was her mother-in-law gone?

"Yue'er, don't be sad." Zhao Huaijin stroked Hua Muyue's cheek with his hand.

"This longevity lock was given to me by my mother, and only this lock is my only thought." Hua Muyue's tears welled up in her eyes.

If this is just the original owner's mother, the beautiful woman who often appears in her dreams, why does her heart hurt so much?

Zhao Huaijin wiped away the tears that crossed the corners of Hua Muyue's eyes and hugged Hua Muyue in his arms.

"Yue'er, your feelings are clear for your husband, if you want to cry, cry in your husband's arms."

Ten years ago, the Zhao Mansion collapsed overnight, watching his relatives die, but he couldn't do anything.

A fierce look flashed in Zhao Huaijin's eyes, and after the clenched fist was released, he closed his eyes.

Although Hua Muyue didn't know that she also evoked the secret in Zhao Huaijin's heart, she felt a sense of sadness.

"Xianggong, are you alright?" Hua Muyue looked up at Zhao Huaijin.

The woman's gentle and concerned voice faintly entered Zhao Huaijin's ears, like a glass of warm wine on a cold day warming his heart.

Zhao Huaijin's face softened, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "It is a blessing for my husband to meet a lady in this life." ”

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