After rebirth, I was entangled by enemy protons

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

"The old slave has seen the son." The old woman saluted Xiao Yan earnestly, her eyes soft and loving.

Xiao Yan bowed to the younger generation and introduced to Chu Yi: "Princess, this is Aunt Qiu. She was the most trusted servant of my mother before her death."

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

After confirming that Xiao Yan was right, tears fell from her wrinkled eyes: "Master, the master actually called Mrs. Niangqin... how many years have passed, the old slave did not expect to hear this mother. The old slave died. And no regrets.”

When the son was young, she had seen with her own eyes the various tortures and denials of the son by the wife, which in the past made their mother and son like enemies.

Aunt Qiu didn't understand why the madam treated the son like that, so he was not qualified to ask the son to forgive the madam. Later, when the madam passed away, the son would only call her by her first name in an extremely indifferent way.

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

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

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

Chu Yi bowed and said, "Junior Chu Yi, I have seen Aunt Qiu."

She wore a plain long dress today, no makeup, only a silver hairpin inserted in her black hair, Zhang Li's face was tender.

Aunt Qiu had already recognized the woman in front of her, and when she heard Chu Yi's name, her tears fell like rain, and she said hoarsely, "This old slave has seen Princess Yongning... Young Master can be with you, it is a blessing for several generations, old man. This slave is willing to spend the rest of his life, wishing the son and the princess to grow old together forever."

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

Aunt Qiu wiped her tears and pointed to a place behind her: "Young Master, go through the hall. The courtyard with green tiles and grey walls is the former residence of Madam."

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

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

"Madam said that it was also her life, she... owed the 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 green tiles and gray walls, while Aunt Qiu was waiting outside the courtyard.

The yard is not big, only one sycamore tree is planted in it.

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

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

When Chu Yi pushed the room away, he took Xiao Yan's hand, his always warm palm was a little cold.

It can be seen that someone cleans the place frequently, there is no ash everywhere, a set of white jade tea set is 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 turned sore, she seemed to see an elegant and proud woman drinking tea and chatting in this room, holding the baby Xiao Yan in her arms.

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

Xiao Yan shook his head, and there was a flash of nostalgia in his confused eyes: "I seem to have lived here for a while, and I am sure that there is no secret room here."

In his youngest memory, it seems that he was born here.

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

A one-foot-square copper-yellow box lay quietly inside.

Chu Yi suddenly shrugged the tip of her nose, and she smelled a faint sweet smell, a bit like the smell on Xiao Yan, but it was not just a simple peach candy smell.

The two gently took out the box. The box was not locked. After opening it, the sweetness was even more intense.

A yellowed letter was placed on a small cloak, with six graceful ink characters written on it: My son Xiao Yan personally opened it.

Xiao Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and he slowly picked up the letter, feeling that the letter in his hand weighed more than [-] kilograms.

Holding the three-foot long sword and slashing the enemy's head, the calm hand suddenly trembled at this moment.

He gently opened the folded letter paper, and the familiar ink handwriting came into view.

[Yan Er:
See the words like a meeting, show the letter Shu Yan.

When you opened this letter, I was probably gone. I don't know how old you are, 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 is ignorant and deceived. She thinks she is doing it for your own good, but she wants to raise you to be a ruthless and ruthless person. The worst thing I've ever done.

You are too good, I am not worthy to be your mother.

Don't worry Yan'er, I will make him pay the price and vent my anger for you.

When you were young, I never sewed a dress or made a cake for you like other mothers did. Now that you are older, I can't make up for those things, but I still want to do something for you.

I sewed the clothes in the box for you. I have never done any needlework. The stitches are rough and not very pretty. I'm sorry, I'm not a good mother.

I solved the poison on Chu Feibai's body, and I also gave it to me. He will definitely come to you within five years when he is poisoned. Then you can take him for your own use. I took advantage of his feelings for me. Now you Got it, I just want to say to him for me, I'm sorry.

One more thing, Wei Yuanshan and Hanyan may come to you.If possible, I only hope that Wei Yuanshan can take Hanyan out of the sea of ​​misery. Hanyan is the person you can really trust, and it is she who bears the life that I should have endured for me.

As my sister, I didn't take her away from the place that eats people and doesn't spit out bones in the end, and I'm not a good sister either.

But the one I should say sorry most is you.

I don't know if you are married and have children now, and I don't know what kind of beauty that bride is, but no matter what, she must be a kind and beautiful girl, and you will never be like me and him, right?

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

I only hope that your road ahead will be straightforward and free and worry-free.

Wei Rudai's own handwriting]

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 ten-year-old him.

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

Various colors, wrapped in candy paper, transparent and opaque candies, scattered all over the floor.