Feng Ran watched Yun Niang and Zibao get into the carriage, and then returned to the old lady's side.

"Miss, the people are gone!"

When Mrs. Han heard Feng Ran's words, she opened her eyes and looked at Feng Ran, nodding her head, and was about to get up, Feng Ran hurriedly went up to help, so that Mrs. Han got up and went out to stand in the huge courtyard, raising her vicissitudes of life and looking at the silver plate looming in the sky, her eyes flashed with thoughts.

"Ran'er, come with me to the attic!"

"Miss?"

Feng Ran raised her head and looked at the other party in shock when she heard Old Madam Han's words, I don't know why Miss went to the attic at this time, for Han Mansion, the most confidential place is the attic, which is an attic with fifteen floors, which is the heritage of Han Mansion for hundreds of years, and it is the foundation of Han Mansion.

Since her uncle's absence, Miss hasn't stepped into the attic for decades, and the attic is full of things left by the ancestors of the Han family, Feng Ran doesn't know, why did Miss go in at this time to take a look, could it be that the young master's big day is approaching, so she remembered her uncle?

"Let's go! I want to see him in my lifetime......"

"Miss can't say frustrating things at this time......"

Feng Ran looked at the young lady worriedly and shook her head indifferently, a little distressed.

Feng Ran waited for Mrs. Han to arrive at the forbidden place of the Han Mansion, and saw that there was no one around, and the attic rose from the ground, a full fifteen floors, which looked simple and majestic in the dark night, as if a giant thing was standing in front of him, pointing straight to the sky.

"Miss, the slave is waiting outside."

Old Madam Han nodded, except for the current housewife, no one else is qualified to enter the attic, if someone is found trespassing on the forbidden place, they will be punished with capital punishment by peeling skin and cramps, which is the highest criminal law in the Han government.

Feng Ran just stood outside the attic and watched Old Madam Han step into the attic step by step, and when the heavy door closed, Old Madam Han's figure also disappeared in front of Feng Ran, making Feng Ran couldn't help but sigh.

Mrs. Han entered the first floor of the attic, and saw that it was dark inside the attic, and suddenly a light appeared in the dark to illuminate the surroundings, only to find that the light was carried by an old man with a rickety body, and glanced at it lightly when he saw Mrs. Han.

"You're here!"

Mrs. Han looked at the old man who had changed a lot now, her heart was in a trance, and the memory that had been pressed in the depths of her heart suddenly appeared in front of her, she remembered that when she first saw him, he was still a weak young man, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, full of vitality, which provoked the women of the capital to be sought after, such an outstanding man, after many years, how could he become like this? If she remembered it well, he should not be in the age of knowing his fate now, how could he look the same age as her.

"After a while, the hostess is still like this, and if the master knows that you have finally come to see him, he will definitely be very happy."

"Anu, when he is old, I don't know when I will see him again, I just want to see him before I die."

Old Madam Han looked at the majesty of the old man in front of her and disappeared in an instant, and said like an old friend, and even like returning to the days when she was young and had something to say.

The old man known as Anu unexpectedly glanced up at Old Madam Han, and finally turned around tremblingly and asked her to follow.

When Old Madam Han saw this, her figure trembled a little, her slightly cloudy eyes turned red, and she said in a dumb voice.

"Anu, how did you become what you are now...... It shouldn't be! ”

Anu's footsteps in front of him were fixed, the candle in his hand flickered, and he continued to walk forward.

"It's all fate...... No one can escape ......"

When Mrs. Han heard Anu's words, her figure staggered, and her face turned pale.

"It's all fate......"

With a long sigh, the two pushed open the bookshelf next to them and went underground, everyone in the world knew that the Hanfu Treasure Pavilion had fifteen floors, but they didn't know that there were sixteen floors.

As the long staircase spiraled down, the lower the temperature became, until the cold air came to his face, the candle flame of the old man's finger had long been extinguished, but the ground was a bright color, and the cold air that rose to the sky hovered in the air, and there was an ice coffin in the middle, and it was obvious that there was a tall person lying inside.

Mrs. Han looked at the ice coffin and her feet seemed to be frozen in place by the cold, so she could only look at the people in the ice coffin stupidly, and couldn't help but hold the bun on her head, but found that the green silk was covered with snow, and the years were not there, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were dyed with bitterness.

"You still pay attention to your body, I don't think the master wants to look at you like this."

Old Madam Han knew that Anu was urging her to hurry up, after all, this place was cold and easy to hurt her body, even if an ordinary person stayed here for an hour, it was easy to plant cold poison, not to mention that Old Madam Han's current body couldn't stay longer, this is why Old Madam Han hadn't stepped into the tower for decades, not that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't! In addition to her husband, she also has a clan and bloodline, and she can't selfishly let herself fall.

Through the ice coffin, Mrs. Han looked at her husband and stroked the ice coffin with her fingers, but was forced back by the cold, and blood stains appeared on her fingertips, and she immediately smiled and cried.

"You are still the first time I saw you, you have not changed at all, you are still so heroic, you have left yourself in the best years, but I am old and ugly! It's not worthy of you anymore, but I know you won't dislike it, right? We said okay, witness each other's gray hair, looking at the children and grandchildren, can you see me now? Your grandson is more blessed than us, he has continued his bloodline, I saw that child, he looks like Yan'er, very well-behaved! Don't worry, I won't let your blood be broken, I will always guard you, the Han family, and our children. ”

Old Madam Han couldn't help but shed sad tears when she looked at the man in the ice coffin for ten years, this is fate, this is the life of the descendants of the Han Mansion.

The generations of descendants of the Han Mansion are blessed with unique appearances, and each generation is extraordinarily intelligent, but they do not live long, from the beginning of the ancestors of the Han Mansion did not live to be forty years old, the ancestors of the Han Mansion helped the first emperor to revolt and become a domestic servant to conquer the world, and died at the most beautiful time in his Chinese New Year's Eve.

And the descendants of the Han Mansion were born either died or did not live for forty years, and they have experienced five generations of inheritance, and when it came to Mrs. Han's generation, the current head of the family was the same age as his ancestors, and he died, which made Mrs. Han's heart ache, but she had to cheer up to raise Han Boyun and Han Qingmei, who were not very old.

It was also because of the departure of her husband that Mrs. Han realized that the descendants of the Han family were withering more and more, even if it was a child, it was not easy to conceive, and even if it was conceived, it was easy to die, and she also gave birth to Han Boyun's brothers and sisters after losing two children one after another.

Because she was afraid that such a thing would happen to her children, she raised her brother and sister with trepidation, and let them marry wives and have children early.