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Qin Wanru just walked in this direction, but she didn't know the road. Yu Jie calmly asked a few girls and then turned here.

Standing at the gate of the courtyard, looking at this large and empty courtyard, my heart hurt, and my hands fell weakly on the gate head. The thin figure and tall figure in my mind seemed to be in front of me, intertwined together. The feeling of passing over made her tinnitus dazzle for a while, and almost fainted.

"Miss!" Yu Jie was startled and hurried to reach out and support her.

For a long time, Qin Wanru looked pale and raised her head. Her complexion has always been rosy, but this will only leave a dull white, a small face as pale as snow, without any trace of blood, leaving only the corners of her lips The next pale.

"I'm okay!" Qin Wanru's eyes fell into the two ink barrels on the side. The ink in the large barrel was very thick, giving off the special taste of the book and ink.

In the past, Qin Wan liked this taste, but at this time, he felt a strong disgust.

She took a deep breath and walked in slowly. There was still a doubt in her heart, an unsolvable doubt. If this doubt was solved, many things would be understood.

Lifting to the yard, when the door's shadow wall took a glance, she went to the main house directly opposite.

The door of the main house was tightly locked. Along the main house, Qin Wan turned around and stopped in a compartment on the side. Although the window was tightly closed, I saw a few words on the door. It is more like a study, standing still and looking around, it seems to me that this is a study.

This small study is often used by the heroine in the yard. On weekdays, you can read a leisure book, write a word or something, and it is much more spacious than a book case in your own room.

"Yu Jie, can you unscrew the lock?" Qin Wanru said as he looked at the closed door.

"Try it, slave!" Yu Jie said, her strength has always been very strong, but she really hasn't screwed the lock. Two steps forward, she reached out and touched the lock, and she was surprised. It's on! It's the same as Master Ming Qiu. "

When Ming Qiu was too afraid of being disturbed, or when he didn't want to see people, he would put a lock with a chain on the doorknob, which seemed to lock the door.

I didn't think it was the same, I do n’t know who made it, but no matter who made it, it would be cheaper Qin Wanru.

Taking off the chain and pushing open the door, a stale smell rushed out of the door.

Yu Jie wanted to hold Qin Wanru, and asked her to wait a while before entering, but found herself pulling an empty space, Qin Wanru walked in.

Everything in the house seemed to be arranged, neatly arranged, like a study that has never been used, but it can be seen that it has not been cleaned for a long time.

There were rows of books on the bookshelf, and the books were dusty.

Lift up your feet and go in, a musty smell.

Everything inside the house was supposed to be extremely elegant, but now I only see gray ruins. Once the gorgeous curtains, only some dark gray colors have been left, and I can no longer see the glorious past.

Qin Wan bit his lip, pressed his heart throbbing, looked left and right, and walked straight towards one of the books. The reason why that book is not so conspicuous is that there are more books on it, but because Immediately before a large book case, if you used to write or paint, it would be placed directly on this shelf.

The book case was also cleaned up, and the pens, inks, and papers were well placed, as if they were all new, but the new ones were stained with dust, and they looked more like an illusion, something that others saw Imagine nothing more.

Going to the bookshelf, Qin Wanru looked up and took a volume of paintings. The picture was a handsome young man with a gentle smile. At first glance, Qin Wanru's heart seemed to flash a flash of lightning, and some of the memories as if lost. Flashed out.

Her eyes were familiar, and she had a sense of familiarity coming out of her heart. At this moment, her eyes were red, her nose was astringent, but her heart was as if she had missed a big hole.

My childhood memories are too vague, and I can't remember everything, but when I saw this painting, I felt that I gradually got some impressions, very shallow, like a faint watermark falling on the white On paper, although shallow, it is clearly eye-catching.

Is that ... father?

Is your father in your memory? With tears falling down one by one, Qin Wan took the painting in his hand as far away from himself as possible, for fear that the tears would fall on the paper and hurt the painting on it.

Two lives and two lives, have you finally found your father?

The eyes fell almost greedily on the man's faintly familiar face, even if he bit his lip tightly and couldn't help whimpering.

Everyone else loves his biological parents, but he has n’t. His fate floats, and he is finally framed by Chu Liuyu and Shao Yanru.

She thought that she and Shao Yanru did not have much resentment. Even if she did not like that she was a widow, she would not care about such a small person as herself, would her high concubine conceal her existence like an ant?

But it turned out that all this was already in the calculations of others!

In the last life, she has always lived in lowliness. When she saw someone, she did n’t dare to look up, and she did n’t dare to speak loudly. But even at this point, those people did n’t intend to let go of themselves, but they were in the others In his calculations, there is only one way to die. Even if he doesn't cut that day, there are many ways to die for himself.

They didn't plan to give themselves a way of life.

He trembled and thought that as long as he was less present in front of people, nothing would happen, and Shao Yanru, the pet concubine, would not remember herself.

"Miss, ma'am, what's wrong with you?" At the first sight of Qin Wan crying, Yu Jie panicked, anxiously.

Qin Wanru shook her head and wiped the tears in the corners of her eyes. In this life, she must be strong, and children without parents' love must be stronger before she can avenge herself and her parents.

Cry, she ’s the last one, crying less!

After shaking his head, his eyes moved downwards. A seal, a blue-sketched seal appeared at the bottom of the scroll.

The hand touched the imprint with a slight trembling and was familiar.

"Miss, isn't this yours?" Yujie's gaze slid down her trembling little hand, and she couldn't help screaming.

"Yes, that's my one!" Qin Wan said slowly, his voice was almost erratic.

The seal obtained from Di ’s hand, the seal she asked Chu Liuyu to take, in the last life, she saw it only when Qin Yuru humiliated herself, and in this life she took it in her hands. This makes Mother Di and his daughter unable to **** their own things according to the methods of the previous life.

This seal is indeed related to his own life.

Shuimu glanced down and saw the following line of small characters, indicating the year, day, and time, about fourteen to five years ago.

Painted by Qing Huafu!

These words are just after the year and day. Although they are just a few words, they make Qin feel as if they have been hit hard. Qing Hua? The mother of Qinghua County, the only daughter of the eldest princess Ruian, the woman who had given birth to Haoer and died early, had a faint shadow in her memory.

Is that his mother?

Grief surged out of control again, but this time she was bitten **** the bottom of her teeth. If all this is true, there must be someone in the Xingguo government who secretly started, and this one is most likely to start It is now the Xingguo Gong and the Xingguo Lady.

They are the two most profitable people. The Xingguo Gong who could not inherit the position of the son was originally because of the death of the Xingguo son.

With the memory of the last life, Qin Wanru did not believe that Xingguo Gong and his wife were innocent.

In the last life, Hao Er did n’t know when the accident happened, his whereabouts are unknown, Princess Ryan was sad and over-caught, and she lost her hair. All these things show that this is not easy, nor is it Purely, she didn't believe there was no conspiracy.

The freezing cold at the water eye was almost yin-yin, and the blood-thirsty chill made Yu Jie cautiously, looking at some abnormal Qin as if she was afraid to say a word, just waited carefully.

Taking a deep breath, pressing down the **** suffocation of the heart, the water under the long eyelashes was closed slightly, and the eyes were opened for a long while, and the eyes fell cold on the scroll in the hand.

Everything is perfect to make people understand what is the truth, but she only knows the truth, and no one will believe it when she speaks it out.

Everyone knows that the son of Qian Xingguo left only a posthumous son without a daughter. Where did she come from?

No wonder Qin Yuru was treated well in the Xingguo government in the last life, but there has been no change. She who has reduced her age should be more like the daughter of the son of the former Xingguo government. She married late because of her reduction. It's not too late, but it's actually two years late.

In this life, Di's mother and daughter began to calculate the identity of this "daughter" again.

This also illustrates the two most important issues.

Di should know her own life, or she should have guessed a part of her own life. Of course, this may also be the hint of the Lady Xingguo, plus the results of some things she knows, combining these things. It is only this bold approach.

Qin Yuru reduced her age, not to put an end to the yoyo mouth, but to be more like, the scars on her body today are also to make people suspect that she was not born of Di.

All this is perfect, perfect is almost true!

What's more important is that Qin Wanru also got a more important fact from the series of plots of Mother and Daughter of Di Family and the actions of the Grand Lady Xingguo.

This most important fact is very important to her. Looking at the picture in front of her, the lips of the red lips slowly restored a smile, as if flowers were blooming, but it seemed as cool as the birth of the evil spirit ... ...