Chapter 486
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When Murong Yun heard that she was willing to give Qin 'er's belongings to her, she couldn't describe how she felt at that moment. It was as if a huge stone had fallen.
Lou Qingrou glanced at Murong Yun indifferently. "It suddenly occurred to me that Qin 'er had indeed made something for Madam Murong when she was alive. However, before Madam Murong could see it, Qin' er was already killed by the two of you."
Murong Yun felt a pang in her heart when she heard his calm and tranquil words.
Even the smile on his face had completely frozen at this moment.
Lou Hui wiped her tears and walked into the inner hall to get something. Not long after, she came out with an exquisite small box.
She handed the small box to Murong Yun bluntly. "This is the belongings of the late Empress. Her Highness only gave you this one."
Murong Yun's hands trembled as she took the small wooden box from Lou Hui's hands.
When she opened it, she saw the embroidery of a mandarin ducks playing in the water.
The scenery was the Phoenix Pavilion that she used to stay in. She remembered that for a long time, she spent a lot of money to find famous embroidery workers in the capital, just so that they could use the Phoenix Pavilion to embroider a pair of mandarin duck embroidered pouches. In the end, every embroidered pouch was unsatisfactory, which made her very dissatisfied.
Many years had passed and because of her dissatisfaction, the matter slowly faded away. However, she didn't expect that when she saw the embroidery of the purse that she had hoped for, it would appear before her eyes.
Mandarin ducks playing in the water. What she wanted was not only the mandarin ducks, but also the mood. She wanted the two mandarin ducks to lean on each other and look at each other with love in their eyes.
Although their embroidery skills were good and flawless, they were still two mandarin ducks and lacked the mood.
However, the purse in front of her, whether it was the mood or the scene of the two mandarin ducks leaning on each other, was so loving that it was obvious that they couldn't bear to part with each other.
Immediately, her tears began to fall.
It turned out that in a place that she didn't know, her Qin 'er had no regrets. She had quietly sacrificed so much for her. She knew that she wanted this kind of pouch, so she went to embroider it. She didn't even know when she had learned embroidery.
"Qin 'er …"
The more Murong Yun learned that Qin 'er had secretly done these things for her, the more she couldn't calm down for a long time.
She had already treated her like this. Even she herself knew how much she had gone overboard in the past, but she still sacrificed for her without any complaints or regrets.
The embroidery was exquisite and the pouch was full of artistic conception. Who knew how many wounds her delicate hands had been pierced by the needles while she was embroidering? How did she manage to embroider such a pouch when she was burdened with so many errands every day?
He did not know where she got these needles and thread, or how much she had suffered and how many beatings she had suffered in order to embroider these things.
I don't know …
There were too many things he didn't know …
Murong Yun slowly placed the pouch on her chest and grasped it tightly, feeling the warmth of the pouch.
It was ice-cold, no longer as warm as it was when it was held in the palm of its master's hand for embroidery.
"Qin 'er …"
Mother was wrong. Mother was really wrong.
Mother shouldn't have treated you like that …
It was too late for her to realize her mistake now. She didn't have the responsibility of a mother. She treated Qin 'er in such a way, but Qin' er didn't have any regrets.
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