Qiao Zhongguo and Qiao Tianjing had long known from Jiaojiao's inner voice that she would die at the age of three. Before setting out for Nanli Country, the father and son had discussed the matter in detail.

Jiaojiao is also a reliable person. She didn't know that her family had already known about her misfortune. She just thought that this was a hidden danger and the best way was to be open and honest and discuss it together as a family.

So before leaving, 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 then he thought, if Jiaojiao was destined to have this experience, then it might not be safe if he and the boss left and left Jiaojiao in the capital.

After much deliberation, the family finally decided to let the most reliable Qiao Zhongguo and Qiao Tianjing keep Jiaojiao with them.

If Jiaojiao's three-year-old death really happened here, they would do their best to break the disaster and bring Jiaojiao home safely!

Jiaojiao also knew what was going on. Seeing Meng Guxue was anxious, she immediately smiled and comforted him:

"Sister Meng, we are cautious and proactive, and with the golden finger protecting us, nothing will happen!"

Jiaojiao was actually a little scared herself, but if she was also panicking, others would be even more worried about her.

Thinking of this, Jiaojiao smiled with a relaxed look.

"Let's get back to the point. Northern Country's Grand Tutor Che is really a fox. I've been following him for so long, but I didn't see him and Shen Yuanbai meet. Yet, they actually communicated with each other!"

"Sister Meng, my brother and I have come up with a plan to put on a show in front of Master Che, but I may need your help."

When Meng Guxue heard that something was going to happen, he instantly felt more relieved and immediately patted his chest and promised:

"Jiaojiao, just tell me, I will make it beautiful for you!"

Hearing this, Jiaojiao leaned close to Meng Guxue's ear and started mumbling something. Meng Guxue's eyes gradually widened as she listened, and then she gave Jiaojiao a thumbs up.

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The Shen family's coffin was held seven days later. Baili Chengyou led the civil and military officials to see him off in person. The people of Kyoto lined the long streets, tears streaming down their lapels, and shouted "Rest in peace, Prime Minister Shen!"

When Qiao Jiaojiao saw this scene, she was overwhelmed with emotions and started to cry.

After Shen Gaolang was buried, peace returned to Nanli Kyoto, but for the Shen family, the grief never faded.

Since Shen Ningyun was taken back to Shen Mansion by Shen Yongning that night, she has never returned to the palace. She became taciturn and often sat in Shen Gaolang's study for a whole day.

Meng Guxue has always been grateful to Shen Ningyun. Since she came to Nanli Country, Shen Ningyun has been the elder who has shown her the most kindness.

Therefore, Meng Guxue often sat with Shen Ningyun. She never said much, but just quietly flipped through the books.

One day, several footsteps were heard outside the study. Shen Ningyun remained motionless, while Meng Guxue looked up and looked outside.

In the sunlight-dappled courtyard, four men were standing silently in one place, looking over here quietly.

Meng Guxue recognized them at a glance. They were Baili Chengyou, the two uncles from the Shen family, and the second prince Baili Chengzhi.

Meng Guxue's heart skipped a beat, and at this moment Shen Yongning had already walked in.

He walked step by step to Shen Ningyun's side, blocking the sunlight that was shining on her.

Shen Ningyun noticed something strange and looked up in a daze, with confusion in his eyes, as if he had just noticed who was coming.

When Shen Yongning saw this scene, his eyes suddenly felt sore and his face was filled with 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 her cheeks for some reason.

Shen Yongning leaned over and said softly, "Sister, Dad left a letter for you."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Ningyun stood up suddenly. Her whole body swayed, and she immediately stood still again, supporting herself on the corner of the table.

"Letter? Where is it?"

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse.

Shen Yongning took out the letter from his bosom and said with red eyes, "Sister, this is what Dad told me. Dad said that you are too thoughtful and tend to get stuck in a rut. I will wait until you think about everything before handing this letter to you."

"Dad said that only in this way can you take the letter to heart."

When Shen Ningyun heard this, her mind immediately flashed back to her father's earnest instructions to her eldest brother. She could even imagine that when her father talked about her tendency to nitpick, he must have shaken his head with a look of doting and helplessness.

As she thought of this, tears instantly rolled down her cheeks. Shen Ningyun took the letter with trembling hands and slowly sat back down.

Shen Yongning slowly retreated when he saw this. Meng Guxue was also tactful and followed him out quietly.

The door of the study was closed, and the room was quiet. Shen Ningyun held back her tears and gently turned the cover of the book. The familiar handwriting came into her eyes.

This is written by my beloved daughter.

Shen Ningyun almost collapsed when she saw just these few words. She suddenly pressed the letter into her arms. After suppressing her feelings for so many days, she couldn't help but burst into tears at this moment.

The mournful and desperate cries were heard outside the study, making the people waiting outside feel sad and their eyes red.

Shen Ningyun opened the envelope slowly with trembling hands, and when he pulled it out, there were five thick pages of letter paper filled with writing.

After deciding to hang himself that night, Shen Gaolang sat in the study, in the same position where Shen Ningyun was sitting now, and wrote this letter with trembling hands.

With deep love for his daughter and a loving father's heart, he wrote one letter after another, fearing that he had not given enough instructions, but also fearing that he had given too many instructions.

This well-behaved and sensible daughter, he really owes her so much...

Shen Ningyun wiped away her tears and read every word carefully.

During this period, she choked up several times.

"Yunyun, the Shen family owes you, and daddy owes you."

......

"When I sent you to the palace, Daddy was heartbroken. He would sit by candlelight every night and think about whether you had eaten or not? Did you sleep like this? Did you get mad or not? Did you blame Daddy or not?"

"Everything that happened in the past will be gone tomorrow. The cause and effect are all on Daddy alone. That's enough."

"Daddy only wishes that your beloved daughter would not be bound by worldly matters, would not belittle herself, and would not think of you too often."

......

"The person who cares has been waiting for eighteen years. Don't hesitate. From now on, we will celebrate together. Fireworks will be celebrated every year. This is what you deserve. This is also what Daddy wants."

"Books cannot express everything, words cannot express all thoughts, so I hope you will enjoy the rest of your life, and dad will have no regrets and will leave in peace."

When his eyes fell on the last word, Shen Ningyun could no longer hold back and burst into tears at his desk.

Her father was still worried about her and missed her until the very end.

How could she blame her father?

She loved and respected her father very much. She blamed herself for not being able to be with her father until the end, and blamed the injustice of the world and the change of human nature...

As for that person...

Times have changed, Daddy. Everything can't go back to the way it was.

Shen Ningyun was holding the letter, and just as his thoughts reached this point, the door of the study 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 when she heard the voice, and through her tearful eyes she saw a man standing by the door.

She blinked her eyes gently, and at the moment when tears rolled down, she met the man's gaze clearly.

His eyes were filled with emotions, just like the glimpse he had at the corner of the Imperial Garden more than ten years ago, almost overflowing with love...