In Meng Jiao's opinion, the stories Liu Qingqing told may not be all made up.

For example, the Xue family originally had bells and food, and the first meeting at the Yutang meeting, and even the subsequent sincere requests for marriage. These should be what really happened back then.

However, Meng Jiao is more willing to believe what Concubine An said after all the things that Liu Qingqing said were very different from what Concubine An said.

When Liu Qingqing finished telling this story, it was getting late.

Meng Jiao sat down briefly, then took Meng Yuan and went back to her yard.

As the evening was getting dark, Meng Jiao took the girl's hand and walked into her yard, but found that Meng Yuan seemed reluctant to go back today.

"Yuanyuan, what's wrong? Do you don't want to go back to the yard?"

"Sister, I'm back from school today. I heard from the people below that the golden chrysanthemums in Tonghua Pavilion were blooming very lushly, but my mother didn't let me go over and see them. She said that she would level the chrysanthemums in a few days. Sister, let's go over and take a look."

Meng Yuan rarely asks for anything, and this is not a big deal.

Meng Jiao thought that it was still some time before dinner, so she agreed.

Meng Yuan hurriedly said not to let the maid and mother follow her, so as not to be discovered by her mother. Meng Jiao agreed with a smile.

After all, it was in the backyard of the Meng family, so there would be no trouble.

Meng Yuan held Meng Jiao's hand and turned to a remote and hidden corner.

Seeing that there was almost no way ahead, Meng Yuan walked a few more steps forward and suddenly saw a winding path hidden among the flowers.

Meng Yuan was extremely happy and knew that it was about to arrive, so she hurriedly pulled Meng Jiao in and walked a few steps. After the mountains and rivers were full of mountains and rivers, it was true that the willows were dark and bright.

"I heard from my mother that this was a courtyard that was abandoned a few years ago. However, because of the good feng shui, it has not been demolished for so many years and has been left until... Hey sister, please help me, I can't open this door."

Meng Yuan said, and ran to the door of Tonghua Pavilion to push the door.

Who would have thought that the door of this place was rusted because of disrepair all year round. She tried so hard that she could not push it open, so she could only ask Meng Jiao for help while trying hard.

The latter walked over, and the two girls sacked their power together, and finally pushed open the carved door.

The golden chrysanthemums in the yard are particularly shocking in the twilight.

Meng Yuan ran quickly into the flowers, one on the left and the other on the right, and the other on the right was Zheng Huan.

Meng Jiao stood in front of the yard of golden chrysanthemums and couldn't move. She remembered what Guifei An said, golden chrysanthemums grew, which was her mother Xue Wan's favorite scene.

"Wanwan likes chrysanthemums the most. She said that chrysanthemums are independent of the autumn wind and do not compete with the flowers, but she does not regard herself as noble. When they bloom, they are more beautiful than peaches and plums. She planted golden chrysanthemums in the boudoir courtyard. Even if she married into the Meng family, she also planted chrysanthemums in the Tonghua Pavilion. The golden chrysanthemums bloomed in autumn, which is really a beautiful scenery on earth."

"Tonghua Pavilion..." Meng Jiao recalled what Concubine An said and murmured to herself, "Tonghua Pavilion... It turns out that this is the Tonghua Pavilion in the past..."

All the love and friendship are deep and the love are natural and fake.

If you really have deep love and friendship, how could you let Tonghua Pavilion be abandoned for more than ten years?

If the real lover is born, how could he not even care about the golden chrysanthemum in the yard?

Even... she didn't even tell her about the existence of this place when she returned to the Meng family.

Meng Jiao didn't know when she squatted on the ground.

I don’t know when my eyes began to be sore and tears came out uncontrollably.

She was just a little aggrieved, as if the suffering and humiliation she suffered over the past thirteen years had reached a critical point when Tonghua Pavilion appeared in front of her.

The chrysanthemums in the yard seemed to be something she had never possessed before. Xue Wan's arms could wrap her up and cry indulge indulgence.

When Meng Yuan had enough fun among the flowers, she heard it, Meng Jiao had already lying in the chrysanthemums because she was so emotionally exposed.

Meng Yuan pushed her a few times, but when she saw that she had no reaction, the little girl thought about it and quietly left the Tonghua Pavilion.

She did not alarm anyone and returned to Meng Jiao's courtyard in the dark.

"Madam Lin! Sister Cuixiu!"

"Miss? Why are you back now? Why are you the only one? What about the little lady? Shouldn't you come back with you?"

Meng Yuan entered the yard and began to call for someone. When Madam Lin was not here, Cui Xiu hurried out from inside, and was pretended to be full of Meng Yuan who was running over.

Looking behind her, she didn't see Meng Jiao who should be following her.

"Shh~ My sister and I went to a place secretly. My sister didn't know why she fell asleep. I couldn't wake her up. And I felt that my sister was in a bad state. I didn't want to disturb others, so I ran back."

Cui Xiu was a little panicked when he heard this, so he went in and called Cuilu and Cuijin, leaving Cuique to wait to tell Madam Lin about this. The three of them hurriedly followed Meng Yuan and quietly went to Tonghua Pavilion.

Fortunately, the road was relatively deserted, and few people walked here, and the four of them arrived at Tonghua Pavilion safely.

Meng Jiao was no longer lying on the ground. She sat in Jinju, holding a box covered in dirt in her hand.

Cui Xiu ran over quickly and put the cloak he brought to Meng Jiao, fearing that the autumn wind would be cold and cold at this time, and it would be ill again after a while, but it would be bad.

"Little Madam, what's wrong with you? Why did you come to such a place with the lady? It's so cold, if you get sick due to freezing, how can you get better? Go back with me quickly."

Meng Jiao ignored it and held the box tightly in her hand.

Cui Xiu took a look and found that the box was covered in rust, probably just dug out from under the ground.

Moreover, although it was dark, you could still see a black ball of things on the box, like... like blood?

"Little Madam, where did you find this box? If it is something bad, you can take care of the injury yourself."

"This is...my mother's thing. This yard is where my mother lived when she was still alive. The golden chrysanthemums in the yard were planted by my mother."

Meng Jiao came to her senses and put the box in her hand in front of her. This was what she found from the deepest part of Jin Ju after she was just woken up by the cold wind.

For some reason, nothing could grow out of that piece of land. In a daze, Meng Jiao digs a little deeper and then digs the box.

After hearing this, Cui Xiu knew that she could not reply and did not need to reply, so she stood beside Meng Jiao and waited silently.

After waiting for about half an hour, Meng Jiao suddenly stood up, Cui Xiu hurriedly supported her, and after staggering for a few steps, Meng Jiao walked away from the yard without saying a word.

Cui Xiu hurriedly followed, and Cui Lu and Meng Yuan hurriedly followed him. Fortunately, Meng Jiao didn't go anywhere else, but just quickly walked back to her yard.

Madam Lin had been waiting in the yard for a long time.

Now I saw Meng Jiao walking in with a deep expression, and didn't say anything, but just silently welcomed the person in.

Then he took the ginseng soup handed over by Delphin and handed it to Meng Jiao.

"No matter what happens, the little lady, her body is always the most important thing. If she is sick, she will not be able to do anything."

After hearing what Madam Lin said, Meng Jiao drank all the ginseng soup in her hand, and then she did not say a word, but silently looked at the box that had been holding tightly in her hand.

Cui Xiu and others who followed in the back were quite anxious, fearing that Meng Jiao would make any mistakes, so they kept winking at Madam Lin. The latter just shook his head gently and signaled them to go out to serve.

Cui Xiu and others obeyed the order and took Meng Yuan down to rest. In the inner room, there were only Meng Jiao and Madam Lin left.

"The box in my little lady's hand is not just where it comes from, it looks so beautiful. I believe the person who made this box must be a skillful girl."

Madam Lin's words successfully brought Meng Jiao back to her soul.

Meng Jiao thought about it and handed out the box in her hand.

Madam Lin was stunned for a moment and hurriedly raised her hand to take the box. She glanced at it and found the blood-stained thing. She frowned slightly, but didn't say anything else, but waited quietly for Meng Jiao to speak.
Chapter completed!