An old woman dressed in green clothes, with gray hair, but in good spirits, was standing in front of the palace courtyard, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"The old slave has seen Childe." The old woman saluted Xiao Yan seriously, her eyes soft and loving.

Xiao Yan performed the junior salute and introduced to Chu Yi: "Princess, this is Aunt Qiu, she is the most trusted servant of her mother before her death."

When Aunt Qiu heard the word "mother", she was shocked and looked at Xiao Yan in surprise.

After making sure that Xiao Yan was not wrong, tears slipped down her wrinkled eyes: "Childe, Childe actually called Mrs. Niang...... For many years, the old slave didn't expect to hear this mother's voice. The old slave died without regrets."

When Childe was young, she had witnessed all kinds of torture and denial of Childe by her wife, which made their mother and son like enemies in the past.

Aunt Qiu didn't understand why Madame treated Childe like that, so she was not qualified to ask Childe to forgive Madame, and later Madame passed away, and when Childe talked about her, she would only call her by her name coldly.

After so many years, this is the first time that Gongzi has called her mother after his wife left.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes and said, "Don't say anything about dying without regrets, you can live for a long time...... Mother, she was also deceived by Xiao Ji'an, and I have investigated many things clearly."

He paused, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said, "Aunt Qiu, this is my wife, Chu Yi."

Chu Yi bowed down and said, "Junior Chu Yi, I've seen Aunt Qiu."

She wore a plain long dress today, without powder, only a silver hairpin was inserted into her black hair, and her beautiful face was soft.

Aunt Qiu had already recognized the woman in front of her, and when she heard Chu Yi's title, her tears fell like rain, and she said hoarsely, "The old slave has seen Princess Yongning...... It is a blessing for several generations that Childe can be with you, and the old slave is willing to live the rest of his life, wishing Childe and the princess a long old age."

Xiao Yan's smile was gentle but firm, and he said seriously, "Yes, it is a blessing for a minister to be with the princess."

Aunt Qiu wiped her tears and pointed to a place behind her: "Childe, through the hall, the courtyard with blue tiles and gray walls inside is the former residence of Madame."

"Madame once said to the old slave that if one day the son is relieved and let go, let the son go there and have a look." Her voice was unusually choked.

Xiao Yan asked, "But what if I hate her and resent her all my life?"

"Madame said that it was also her life, it was her...... I owe it to my son." Aunt Qiu said in a low voice.

With a heavy heart, the two walked through the hall of the old palace together and came to a courtyard with blue tiles and gray walls, while Aunt Qiu was waiting outside the courtyard.

The yard is not large, with only one plane tree planted in it, and in the summer it is lush and leaves a large area of shade.

The afternoon sun hits the gray house, giving it a warm feeling.

Chu Yi knew that other places in Yedu were fighting at the moment, but those had nothing to do with them.

When Chu Yi pushed the room open, he grabbed Xiao Yan's hand, his usually warm palm was a little cold.

It can be seen that someone often cleans here, there is no ash in all directions, a set of white jade tea sets are placed on the table, and the bed is clean and tidy, as if someone still lives in it.

The moment she saw the tea set, Chu Yi's eyes were sour, and she seemed to see an elegant and proud woman, drinking tea and chatting in this room, holding Xiao Yan who was still a baby in her arms.

"Mother may have left something for you," Chu Yi settled down and looked around, "Look where that thing is hidden, there is a secret room here?"

Xiao Yan shook his head, a hint of nostalgia flashed in his confused eyes: "It seems that I have lived here for some days, and I am very sure that there is no secret room here."

His youngest memories seem to have been born here.

Xiao Yan suddenly remembered something, walked to the corner, and opened the rosewood bookcase standing there.

A one-foot-square copper-yellow box, lying quietly inside.

Chu Yi suddenly shrugged the tip of her nose, and she smelled a faint sweetness, a little like the smell on Xiao Yan's body, but it was more than just the taste of peach candy.

The two gently took out the box, but the box was not on

The lock, when opened, makes the sweetness even stronger.

A yellowed letter, placed on a small piece of clothing, also had six beautiful ink characters written on it: My son Xiao Yan personally opened.

Xiao Yan's pupils shrank, and he slowly picked up the letter, feeling that the letterhead in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties.

The hand that was holding the three-foot long sword and cutting off the enemy's head suddenly trembled at this moment.

He gently opened the folded letter in half, and the familiar ink-colored handwriting came into view.

【Yan'er:

Seeing the words is like meeting, and the letter is comfortable.

When you open this letter, I am probably no longer there, I don't know how old you are now, but with your stubborn temper, I'm afraid no one will forgive me even in middle age.

I know you hate me, and I myself hate me when I was young, Wei Rudai doesn't know anyone, she is bewitched, she thinks she is for your good, and she wants to cultivate you into a loveless, cold-blooded and ruthless person, that is the most wrong thing I have done.

You're too good, it's me who doesn't deserve to be your mother.

Yan'er don't worry, I will make him pay the price, and I will be angry for you.

When you were younger, I never sewed a dress or made a pastry for you like other mothers, and now that you are older, I can't make up for it, but I still want to do something for you.

I sewed the dress in the box for you, I have never done any needlework, the stitches are rough, not very good-looking, sorry, I am not a good mother.

The poison on Chu Feibai's body was solved by me, and it was also given by me, he was poisoned within five years, and he will definitely come to you, and then you can take him for your own use, I took advantage of his feelings for me, now you know, just ask to say to him on my behalf, I'm sorry.

There is one more thing, Wei Yuanshan and Hanyan may come to you. If I can, I only hope that Wei Yuanshan can take Hanyan out of the sea of suffering, Hanyan is someone you can really trust, and she is the one who bears the life that I should have borne for me.

I, who was my sister, didn't take her away from the place where I ate people and didn't spit out bones, and I wasn't a good sister.

But the one I should say I'm sorry for the most is you.

I don't know if you have a wife and children now, or what kind of beauty that bride is, but she must be a kind and beautiful girl anyway, and you will never be like me and him, will you?

Yan'er, my mother will give you candy to eat, leave the past of us people behind, look forward, don't look back.

I only hope that your road back will be frank and free.

Written by Wei Rudai】

Xiao Yan read the letter in a daze, and suddenly, he picked up the clothes in the box.

The stitches of that dress were indeed as rough as Wei Rudai said, and it was only suitable for him to wear at the age of ten.

At this moment, a gray cloth bag fell out of the clothes.

Candy of all colors, wrapped in candy wrappers, transparent, opaque, scattered all over the ground.