Upon returning to the Su family's old residence, Jiang Sushuang was not there.
Su Tang knew without a second thought that the empty bank vault was enough to give her a run for her money.
Su Tang ignored her and went straight back to her room.
Jiang Xinyue, that girl, was still in a daze of dressing up. She said she was going back to her room to put together an outfit and then ran off in a flash.
Perfect, it makes things easier for her.
Su Tang went straight to her mother Lin Wanyi's former bedroom.
Since her mother's death, Jiang Sushuang had locked this room, citing "seeing things that remind me of her and make me too sad." Naturally, she didn't have the key.
But that didn't stump Su Tang.
She took out the lock-picking tools she had used before from her storage space and opened the door with a "click" in a few seconds.
Su Tang locked the door and, following the marks on the silk scroll left by her mother, walked to a mahogany dressing table that her mother had brought with her as part of her dowry.
This dressing table has a simple and elegant style, and is made of the finest materials. The edges are carved with delicate lotus patterns.
My mother's dowry was hidden in a hidden compartment of this dressing table.
Su Tang reached out and gently tapped the bottom of the third drawer of the dressing table.
"Knock knock knock," the sound was somewhat hollow.
She pulled open the drawer, reached her hand to the very back, and groped her way up.
With a soft "click," the secret passage appeared.
Inside the secret passage, a sandalwood box about half a person's height lay quietly, and the box was locked.
She opened the box with the phoenix hairpin left by her mother.
The first thing you see are several pieces of lustrous brocade, including Yun brocade and Shu brocade, as well as several cheongsams that have been made but never worn. The craftsmanship is exquisite, and they are Suzhou embroidery, which my mother loved the most back then.
Su Tang's eyes welled up with tears when she saw a dragon and phoenix gown embroidered with gold and silver threads and a phoenix crown decorated with jadeite.
She was an orphan from birth and never experienced her mother's love.
Her childhood was filled only with the indifference the organization instilled in her as an assassin and the endless killing on the battlefield.
Su Tang carefully put the clothes and fabrics into her spatial storage. These were her mother's beloved items, and she wanted to preserve them well.
Beneath the clothing were several brocade boxes of varying sizes.
The first brocade box was opened, revealing a complete set of mutton-fat white jade headdress, including hairpins, hair ornaments, and earrings. The jade was warm and lustrous, and the carving was exquisite, clearly a family heirloom.
The second brocade box contained several pairs of gold bracelets with dragon and phoenix motifs, as well as several heavy gold lockets engraved with the words "long life and wealth".
Open the smallest brocade box placed at the bottom.
Inside were a thick stack of house and land deeds, two letters sealed with sealing wax, and half a jade pendant that felt warm to the touch.
The jade pendant was of fine texture and exquisitely carved; it depicted a phoenix spreading its wings as if about to take flight, holding a peony in its beak.
However, this jade pendant is only half complete.
Su Tang picked up the top letter, and surprisingly, the envelope bore her father Su Henian's strong and powerful handwriting:
"To my daughter Tangtang."
Her heart sank suddenly, and she had a bad feeling.
Among the dowry that the mother had hidden was a letter written by the father.
But I remembered my grandmother saying that this old house had been renovated by my parents as their wedding room.
It's the fruit of their love, so it's not surprising that the father knew about this secret passage.
Su Tang opened the letter and read it word by word.
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