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The two chatted for a while longer, both asking the other to take care of them.

After she finished, Xue Niang went to help Su Jia'er pack up her clothes. Su Jia'er went to the side hall to get some incense and paper money, then went to the kitchen to cook two side dishes. She heated up a pot of wine and put the dishes and wine in the basket.

After passing through the house, they arrived at a forest filled with the fragrance of flowers and birds.

The wind blew the cherry petals down, like a pink flower rain swaying.

In the forest, in a grave.

Su Jia'er went to the grave, arranged the two dishes and poured the wine. He lit the incense and burned the paper money as he looked at the tombstone. Her clear and serene eyes flowed with a dense and gentle emotion. Her calm expression was also covered with a faint smile.

"Ah Xiu, it will take me ten days to half a month to lie down. I won't be able to accompany you every day."

After burning the paper money, she placed one hand on the tombstone as if she was stroking her beloved's face. She leaned against the tombstone and leaned her head against the word 'Qi Lan Xiu'.

At this moment, she was no longer cold and indifferent, but instead had the delicate appearance of a little girl. It was as if she wasn't leaning on a tombstone, but on the bosom of a man she loved.

"Ah Xiu, maybe I should go back and see him." Her eyes became hazy, and her memory returned to that year in a trance. Her voice was suddenly filled with a kind of endless sorrow, "His descendant came to find me, perhaps this is the fate of me going back to face everything."

That year, blood flowed like a river within the Lan Ling Palace. That year, the ruler of the city gate could be said to be nine or five years old.

Spring left and autumn came. Summer rain fell, winter snow fell. He still owed her an explanation.

If there had been any knot in her heart for the past few hundred years, perhaps that was it.

The rustling of falling flowers, the rustling of branches, the whispering of love.

After a long while, Su Jia'er slowly got up, lightly patted the tombstone a few times, put away the basket and returned to the front yard.

In the room, Xue Niang was helping Su Jia'er clean up her clothes. Su Jia'er walked to the dresser and sat down. She opened the bottom drawer and took out a purple wooden box. She then took out a jade key from her waist and used it to open the lock.

Hearing the sound, Xue Niang looked over to Su Jia Er. When her eyes fell on the things inside the box, she felt uneasy. "Mother, are you going to bring these two items out?" She knew the significance of these two items. Unless in dire straits, her mother would not take them out.

"They have been idle for too long. Perhaps we can use them on this trip." Su Jia'er said as she took the two items. She had an intuition that this trip would not be so easy. What's more, she would have to face the Nine-Five Supremes Ancestor in the palace when the time came.

"Mother, will it be dangerous?" Xue Niang couldn't help but frown.

"It's fine. I can resolve any danger, can't I?" Su Jia'er smiled at Xue Niang, "Don't you believe me?"

Xue Niang shook her head, "No, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that I'm worried about you, after all, the people in the palace are sinister."

Su Jia'er put the box back in the drawer, stood up and walked over to help him tidy up his clothes, "Even if it's dangerous, I've already experienced it, what's there to be afraid of? He didn't tell me the answer himself, and the knot in my heart wouldn't unravel for a day. I originally wanted to bury this knot in my heart forever until my death, but his descendant came to find me. Isn't this something that I'm destined to know? "

Xue Niang put down the clothes in her hands and looked at Su Jia'er in pain, "Did he know? Did he admit it? Mother, what are you going to do? "

Su Jia'er's smile disappeared and her expression became serious, "I know, at least the problem in my heart has been solved. As for other things, I haven't thought about them. "

Xue Niang sighed helplessly in her heart, hoping that she really put it down.

After packing her clothes, Su Xiao Qi packed everything she needed to carry, making a total of three big boxes.

Su Xiaoyi happily walked into Su Jia'er's room. "Young master, I've packed everything up."

"Yes, go ask the Seventh Elder's men to help us carry them out." Su Jia'er said.

"Eh? Do you need me to carry it myself? " Su Xiaoyi scratched his ears.

Su Jia'er said, "No need, since they are looking for us, we will do our best to help."

"Jia'er, be careful." Xue Niang instructed. In front of Su Xiaoyi and outsiders, she could not call Su Jia'er a mother, otherwise it would be strange.

"Take good care of yourself and wait for me to come back." Su Jia'er smiled and hugged Xue Niang, "Relax."

Only then did Xue Niang reveal a faint smile. She said to Su Xiaoyi, "Little Yi'er, protect your young master well."

"Understood." Su Xiaoyi blinked mischievously. "Auntie, I will definitely protect the young master unharmed. No one can hurt you. If you want to bully the young master, you have to step over my, Su Xiaoyi's, corpse." Although he spoke in a joking tone, it contained an unshakable firmness. When he was ten years old, his entire family had been killed by bandits, and he was also seriously injured. Xue Niang and Su Jia'er were the ones who came to his rescue and brought him back to the village. This residence lasted for ten years.

Xue Niang was amused by Su Xiaoyi. "You're the one who's blabbermouth."

Su Jia'er looked at Su Xiaoyi with a smile on her face, "What are you waiting for? Go get someone to carry the stuff for you."

"Alright." Su Xiaoyi bowed to Su Jia'er and walked outside.

"With little Yi'er by your side, I'm much more at ease." Xue Niang laughed.

Su Jia'er teased Xue Niang, "Exactly who is mother, I feel like you are mother more than me."

"Isn't that old, nagging." As Xue Niang spoke, she suddenly thought of something and stopped talking. She knew that she could not mention 'old' in front of her mother. Her mother would be unhappy.

Su Jia'er did not seem to care, "I know you care about me."

After bidding farewell to Xue Niang, Su Jia'er made a detour and chatted with his third uncle for a while.

As she was leaving the village, she saw Aunt Hua again. Seeing Su Jia'er carrying her backpack, she smiled and asked, "Young noble is going out to solve a crime again?"

Su Jia'er nodded her head. Everyone in the village knew that she often went out to solve cases.

At the entrance of the village, the Steel Cavalry had already moved her luggage there. Su Xiaoyi was sitting on top of the trunk, bickering with Qi Jingluo's errand boy.

He wore coarse linen under his armor, but it did not detract from his dignity.

As Su Jia'er approached, Qi Jingluo asked Qi Sumu, "Seventh Brother, what did Imperial Father ask you to find this little girl for?"

Hearing the words' little girl ', Su Jia'er felt close, but at the same time, she felt that it was funny. Did he know that she had lived for more than three hundred years? It was rare to see a three-hundred-year-old girl.

"For 19th brother's matter." He was about to ask her something, but he kept his words away when he caught sight of her coming toward him. She nodded at Su Jia'er, "Miss Su, I'll have to trouble you to make this trip."

Su Jia'er remained indifferent, "No trouble."

Qi Jingluo turned and greeted Su Jia'er warmly. "Miss Su."

It was very cordial, very cordial. Su Jia'er understood Qi Jingluo's attitude. He had recognized her as his friend. Otherwise, he would not have treated her in such a manner.