Qiao Zhongguo and Qiao Tianjing had long known Jiaojiao's fate of dying at the age of three from Jiaojiao's inner voice. Before setting off to Nanli Country, the father and son had discussed the matter carefully.
Jiaojiao is also a reliable person. She doesn't know that her family already knows that she is in trouble. She just thinks that this matter is a hidden danger. The best way is to discuss it openly and honestly as a family.
So before setting off, she confessed to her father and brother.
At that time, Qiao Zhongguo hesitated again and again. He didn't want Jiaojiao to come with him, but later he thought about it. If Jiaojiao was destined to have this fate, then it might not be without danger for him and his boss to leave and leave Jiaojiao in the capital.
In the end, the family thought about it and decided to let the most reliable Qiao Zhongguo and Qiao Tianjing take Jiaojiao with them.
If Jiaojiao's three-year-old death disaster really happened here, they would definitely do their best to break this disaster and bring Jiaojiao home safely!
Jiaojiao knew this in her heart. Seeing Meng Guxue's anxiety, she immediately smiled and comforted:
"Sister Meng, if we are careful and proactive, and we have Golden Finger to protect us, nothing will happen to us!"
Jiaojiao actually felt a little scared herself, but if she was also panicking, others would be even more worried about her.
Thinking of this, Jiaojiao smiled relaxedly.
"Let's get back to the subject. Grand Master Che from the North is really a fox. I have been following him for so long, but I didn't see him meeting Shen Yuanbai. However, they actually exchanged news!"
"Sister Meng, my brother and I have discussed a plan and want to put on a play in front of Grand Master Che, but we may have to trouble you to help us."
When Meng Guxue heard what had happened, she felt reassured for a moment, and immediately patted her chest and said:
"Jiaojiao, just tell me, I will do it beautifully for you!"
Hearing this, Jiaojiao came close to Meng Guxue's ear and started to murmur. Meng Guxue's eyes slowly widened as she listened, and then she gave Jiaojiao a thumbs up.
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Seven days after the funeral of the Shen family, the funeral was held. Baili Chengyou led the civil and military officials to see him off in person. The people of Kyoto stood in the long street, tears streaming down their clothes, and shouted "Good luck, Prime Minister Shen!"
Seeing this scene, Qiao Jiaojiao had mixed feelings in her heart and burst into tears.
After Shen Gaolang was buried, peace returned to Nanli Kyoto, but for Shen's family, the grief never faded.
Shen Ningyun never returned to the palace after being brought back to Shen Mansion by Shen Yongning that night. She became taciturn and often sat in Shen Gaolang's study for the whole day.
Meng Guxue has always been grateful to Shen Ningyun. Shen Ningyun is the elder who has given her the most kindness since she came to Nanli Country.
Therefore, Meng Guxue often sat with Shen Ningyun. She never talked much, but just quietly turned over the book.
On this day, several footsteps were heard outside the study. Shen Ningyun remained motionless, while Meng Guxue raised her head and looked outside.
In the sun-dappled courtyard, four men stood silently, looking quietly this way.
Meng Guxue recognized them at a glance. They were Baili Chengyou, the two uncles of the Shen family, and the second prince Baili Chengzhi.
Meng Guxue's heart skipped a beat when Shen Yongning walked in.
He walked step by step to Shen Ningyun's side, covering the sunlight pouring on her body.
Shen Ningyun noticed something strange, and raised her head blankly, with confusion in her eyes, as if she had just noticed the person coming.
When Shen Yongning saw this scene, his eyes suddenly sore, and his face was full of heartache and guilt.
"younger sister."
He called softly, raised his hand and touched Shen Ningyun's head lovingly, just like before.
Shen Ningyun's whole body trembled slightly, and tears rolled down for no apparent reason.
Shen Yongning leaned over and said warmly: "Sister, dad left you a letter."
As soon as these words were spoken, Shen Ningyun stood up suddenly. She swayed and immediately stood still holding on to the corner of the table.
"Letter? Where is it?"
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse.
Shen Yongning took out the letter from his arms and said with red eyes: "Sister, this is what Dad told me to do. Dad said that you are thoughtful and easy to get into trouble. I must wait until you have thought everything through before handing this letter to me. In your hands."
"Dad said that only in this way can you take the letter into your heart."
When Shen Ningyun heard this, her father's ardent instructions to her eldest brother immediately flashed through her mind. She could even imagine that when her father talked about her love of getting into trouble, he must have shook his head fondly and helplessly.
At this point in his thoughts, tears instantly fell like beads. Shen Ningyun took the letter with trembling hands and sat back slowly.
Seeing this, Shen Yongning slowly withdrew. Meng Guxue was also a wise man and quietly followed him out.
The door of the study room was closed, and the room was quiet. Shen Ningyun held back her tears again and again, and gently turned over the cover of the book, and the familiar handwriting came into view——
I love my father so much.
As soon as these few words entered her eyes, Shen Ningyun almost collapsed. She suddenly pressed the letter into her arms. After suppressing it for so many days, she couldn't help crying loudly at this moment.
The cries of grief and despair spread outside the study, making the people waiting outside feel sad and their eyes red.
The envelope was slowly opened by Shen Ningyun with trembling hands. When he pulled it out, he found five pages of thick, fully written letter paper.
After deciding to hang himself that night, Shen Gaolang sat in the study room, sitting in the position where Shen Ningyun was sitting at the moment, and wrote this letter with trembling hands.
With a loving heart for women and a loving father's heart, he wrote one after another, fearing that he had not given enough instructions, but also feared that he had given too many instructions.
This well-behaved and sensible daughter, he really owed her so much...
Shen Ningyun wiped her tears and read every word on it carefully.
During this period, she choked several times until she couldn't control herself.
"So, the Shen family owes you, and father owes you."
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"When I sent you to the palace, my father's heart was broken. He held the candle every night and thought regretfully: Did he have enough food? Did he go to bed so well? Did he feel angry? Do he blame his father so much?"
"Everything happens in the past, but if it disappears according to fate, the cause and effect is all due to dad."
"My only wish is that if you love your daughter, please don't stick to the world, don't look down on yourself, and don't miss your father all the time."
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"Those who are interested have been waiting for me for eighteen years, so don't hesitate. From now on, I will say goodbye to you, and the fireworks will come every year. This is what I deserve, and it is what my father will miss."
"The book cannot be full of words, and the words cannot be full of thoughts. In this way, the rest of my life will be full of joy. Dad will have no regrets and can go away with peace of mind."
When her eyes fell on the last word, Shen Ningyun couldn't bear it anymore and cried bitterly at her desk.
Her father was still worried about her and missed her until the end.
How could she blame her father?
She loves and respects her father very much, but she blames herself for not being able to stay with her father until the end, complaining about the unfairness of the world, and complaining about the old people's hearts...
As for that person......
Time has changed, Daddy, everything can't go back long ago.
Shen Ningyun clutched the letter, and her thoughts had just reached this point when the study door was gently pushed open.
The next moment, a shadow was stretched by the sunlight and cast at her feet.
Shen Ningyun slowly raised her head upon hearing the sound, and saw a man standing by the door with tears in her eyes.
She blinked her eyes gently, and the moment her tears rolled down, she met the man's eyes clearly.
In his eyes, just like that glance at the corner of the Royal Garden more than ten years ago, affection surged, almost overflowing...
