The purse was opened, and what appeared in front of Ling Qingrui's eyes was a small piece of silk cloth with ink faintly visible on it.

Suddenly, thinking of something, Ling Qingrui's hand almost trembled, and she hurriedly took out the piece of silk cloth, but before she could see the handwriting on it, she first shook out a strange-shaped thing from the silk cloth.

This thing is also the thickness of a finger, shaped like a half moon, like jade but not gold, and the whole body is pure white, as if it is a pendant, that is, the existence of this thing, which makes Ling Qingrui notice the strangeness in the purse.

Not figuring out what this was, Ling Qingrui put it away for the time being, and unfolded the small piece of silk cloth, on which was written a beautiful hairpin flower, which was Ling's handwriting.

"Qingrui, my daughter", seeing the opening sentence, Ling Qingrui's heart trembled slightly for some reason, could it be that her name is not only Rui'er, but also Qingrui.

In the letter, the Ling family told Ling Qingrui that the thing that looked like a half moon was the ancestral thing of the Ling family, and she hoped that Ling Qingrui could put it away, never lose it, and never let others see it.

At the end of the letter, Ling only said that he hoped that Ling Qingrui could live peacefully, so that she could be blind under the Nine Springs.

After all, his hands trembled.

Tremblingly, she put Ling's suicide note back into her purse, and Ling Qingrui's tears fell after holding back for a long time.

The already weak body, after encountering the robbers, suddenly heard the bad news of the death of his mother, and then searched for it with exhausting energy, at this time, he finally couldn't bear it, Ling Qingrui fainted in front of her eyes!

Blood, red blood everywhere.

The sword that flashed with cold light, and the screams that were incessant......

The splatters of blood sprayed on her face like that, staining everything in her eyes red!

The sky was red, burning her heart like a flame.

Hurt......

She almost fainted in pain, but there was a clear cry of a baby in her ears!

The cold light came to his face, and a long sword stabbed straight like that!

A tall and straight body that couldn't see its face clearly suddenly blocked in front of him, and the long sword came out through his body, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of him.

The man's strong hand reached out, grabbed her in pain, but threw her far away.

The water instantly submerged her, cold and piercing like her heart, and her eyes eagerly searched for something, but she found that the water was also bright red and red, like flowing blood......

"Ahh

Ling Qingrui sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, her whole body soaked with sweat.

The dream just now, as if she had experienced it herself, was full of suppressed pain and extreme fear, which made Ling Qingrui unable to come back to her senses for a while.

"Miss, you're finally awake. But a nightmare? ”

Chu Xue heard the sound and walked in, and when she saw Ling Qingrui's appearance, she hurriedly poured a glass of warm water for her, and took a handkerchief to help her gently wipe her sweat.

"What time is it?" Feeling Chu Xue's proper care, Ling Qingrui woke up and asked, only to find that her voice was unusually hoarse.

"It's already early in time."

Ling Qingrui's heart was slightly shocked, she had fainted for so long, what about her mother?

Chu Xue seemed to know what she was going to ask, and said while busy: "Miss, don't worry, Madame Wei is taking care of her, there will be no problems, and the mourning hall has been set up." ”

Ling Qingrui drank the warm water in the cup and wanted to get up, but there was a burst of weakness in her body and she poured it back.

Chu Xue hurriedly supported Ling Qingrui and said, "Miss, don't worry, let's use something before going to the mourning hall, Miss is like this, even Mrs. will not feel at ease." ”

Ling Qingrui knew that now was not the time to be impatient, so she also listened to Chu Xue's persuasion and reluctantly ate some meals.

Waiting outside, Ling Qingrui took out the purse containing Ling's suicide note, and solemnly looked at the short suicide note, as if she wanted to engrave every word in her heart.

Approaching the candle flame, Ling Qingrui lit the suicide note.

Although she wanted to keep this suicide note, her subconscious told her that she couldn't keep it, otherwise it might bring some immeasurable consequences.

Seeing that small piece of silk cloth burned to ashes, Ling Qingrui carefully took the half-moon-shaped pendant that Ling left her, wore it on her neck and put it in her clothes, and then walked out of Bixia Pavilion.

However, the direction that Ling Qingrui went to was not the mourning hall, but Liu Wenzhe's study, and she wanted to ask him why he was so cruel to his mother, and he knew that his mother was poisoned to death.

It's just that when she arrived outside the study, Ling Qingrui had a closed door, and Ning Feng stopped Ling Qingrui outside the study.

"Miss, please go back, the master said that no one will be seen." Servant Xiao and his master, Ning Feng was also expressionless.

Ling Qingrui stared at Ning Feng with a cold gaze and stepped forward.

"Miss, please come back." Ning Feng still said this, and he stopped in front of Ling Qingrui and refused to back down a single step.

Ling Qingrui pursed the corners of her lips, her bare hand raised slightly, and a ball of powder rushed straight to the end of Ning Feng's nose, and then her right hand also moved.

It was probably because Ning Feng didn't expect Ling Qingrui to do anything to him, and he suddenly inhaled a little powder, and suddenly there was a feeling of dizziness, and his body began to become unstable.

Shocked, Ning Feng shook his head vigorously trying to sober himself up, but he didn't expect that at this moment of shaking his head, a hairpin was just against him.

Looking at the hairpin that was accurately against the acupoint in the middle of his chest, he saw a Qianqian Su hand holding it firmly and stabbing it accurately.

It was the hand of the young lady.

This was Ning Feng's best thought before he fainted.

The medicine that was prepared for those robbers before was used on Ning Feng's body, and the hairpin that was against his acupoint pierced no more or less, but it also happened to accelerate his coma, and he would probably sleep all day without the antidote.

Under Chu Xue's surprised gaze, Ling Qingrui walked to the door of the study and slammed the door open.

Liu Wenzhe in the study turned around, and when he saw Ling Qingrui outside the door, the complex emotions in his eyes flashed, and he couldn't catch it at all, what kind of emotion it was.

Liu Wenzhe slowly put down the volume in his hand, carefully smoothed the creases on it, and then said indifferently: "Didn't I say that no one will be seen?" Whoever told you to come here, go back. ”

"Go back? Where did my father ask me to go back? Mother's funeral hall! Ling Qingrui walked into the study with a sarcastic cold smile on her lips.

His wife died, and he was still reading here?

"All you have to do is keep a wake for your mother, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

"Don't you bother me?" Ling Qingrui's voice became cold unconsciously and said, "Father, do you know how your mother died?" ”

Liu Wenzhe lowered his eyes slightly and said, "I know, and you will understand one day." ”

"You know?" Ling Qingrui's hands couldn't help but clench in her sleeves.

"Yes, I know, so you don't have to track it down." Yoo Wen-cheol's voice was cold and empty, as if it came from far away.

At this moment, Ling Qingrui's eyes were filled with an incomparably chill, and her voice was as if it was frozen, and she said almost word by word: "Thank you Lord Liu for your warning, but I will definitely investigate to the end, no matter who it is, I will definitely make her pay the most painful price!" ”

She no longer calls him father.

Turning around, Ling Qingrui left, she didn't see Liu Wenzhe's complicated gaze after she turned around, and she didn't know that the words "Qianhan Laughter" were written on the book.

Qianhan is the name of the Ling family.

Liu Wenzhe sat down on the chair a little weakly, and at this time, a person came out from behind the screen, it was the old lady Wang.

"Zhe'er, you ......" Wang looked at his son very worriedly.

Liu Wenzhe got up and helped Wang sit down, suddenly knelt down in front of her, and said, "Mother, it's the son who is not filial, so let the mother worry." ”

Wang shook her head slightly, her gray hair trembled slightly, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked the top of Liu Wenzhe's head, just like when he was a child, and said in a resolute tone: "Son, although our Liu family is not a famous family, but knowing kindness is the foundation of doing things. ”

Liu Wenzhe's body trembled slightly, and the Wang family knew his pain, but he didn't say anything to consol, but just continued: "The grace of receiving a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, not to mention that the Liu family received the kindness of the Ling family, you didn't do anything wrong." ”

"My son knows what to do, and my mother can rest assured." Liu Wenzhe couldn't bear Wang's worries, so he restrained his emotions and stood up.

"I think Rui'er's child hates you, but her temperament seems to have changed a lot, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." Thinking of the coldness when Ling Qingrui left just now, the Wang family was not without worry.

Liu Wenzhe nodded and said: "Her temperament has indeed changed, she is much stronger, and she should be at ease if she has knowledge under Qianhanquan." My son could see that although Rui'er hated me, she was still polite to her mother, so he asked her mother to take care of her more. ”

"This is natural, although Rui'er is not my own granddaughter, but I have never regarded her as an outsider, if it wasn't for your advice not to be too close to her, how would I treat her coldly."

Wang said that she was about to get up and leave, she should always take a look at the mourning hall, and when she walked to the door, Wang couldn't help but ask: "Zhe'er, can you tell my mother, how did the Ling family go?" ”

Not only was Ling Qingrui suspicious of this matter, but the Wang family was also very suspicious.

The corners of Liu Wenzhe's lips pulled out a wry smile, and he said in a difficult voice: "Mother, don't ask questions, okay?" ”

Hearing this, Wang couldn't stop sighing, but he didn't ask any more questions, and when he came out of the study and saw Ning Feng lying on the ground, he was shocked again.

Fortunately, Liu Wenzhe followed behind, and when he saw this, he walked over and gently tested Ning Feng's snort, and his fingers felt his breath, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and Wen Yan persuaded the Wang family to go back first.

Liu Wenzhe ordered someone to carry Ning Feng, who had fallen asleep, down, and then invited a doctor to come and see.

When he learned that Ning Feng had only inhaled the drug and was not worried about his life, Liu Wenzhe stared at Ning Feng for a long time, and then turned to the direction where the mourning hall was located, with a far-reaching gaze.