The first top lady

Sun Jingqiu looked at Guan Qian and Song Yixuan's departing backs from inside the door and said silently, "Okay."

This was her response to Yun Fujia's "Is it okay?" after 23 years.

An answer that comes twenty-three years late.

Qingzhu Cemetery.

Guan Qian learned the location of Yun Fujia's tomb from the cemetery manager. The tombstone was engraved with "Tomb of my beloved wife Yun Fujia".

In other words, Feng Zhaomin may not know Yun Fujia’s real name and true identity.

Song Yixuan turned around and saw Guan Qian's absent-minded look, and couldn't help asking, "Is there any problem?"

However, she suddenly discovered a very important problem: would it be bad to come empty-handed when visiting her future mother-in-law for the first time?

It’s all Guan Qian’s fault. He didn’t even tell her when he came.

Guan Qian came back to his senses, thought for a moment and said, "Let's smash it."

"Ah?" Song Yixuan was startled, "What are you smashing?"

This is outrageous!

Guan Qian's Adam's apple rose and fell, and he slowly said, "Dig the grave."

Song Yixuan: “…”

Future good mother-in-law, this is not my instigation! We don’t have any conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, right?

"I'll go find a pickaxe." Guan Qian said as he was about to leave.

"Hey, hey..." Song Yixuan hurriedly grabbed him, his face full of confusion, "You want to take...her... away?"

She couldn't think of any other suitable reason.

Guan Qian raised his hand and gently tapped the dazed Song Yixuan on the forehead, and chuckled, "This might be an empty tomb, let's dig it open and have a look."

"Oh." Song Yixuan relaxed immediately, turned sideways and looked in the direction they came from, and said, "Don't we have them? We don't have to do it ourselves."

Guan Qian followed Song Yixuan's gaze and saw a few black pieces of clothing or trouser legs sticking out from behind the scattered tombstones and pine trees.

He walked over there, looked at the eight bodyguards lined up in front of him with a half-smile, and said, "Since you're here, give me a hand."

The eight bodyguards who followed them thought they were hiding well, but unexpectedly, when they looked up, they saw Guan Qian.

This smiling expression coupled with the unique scenery of the cemetery really has a bit of the sinister smile of a ghost, which is frightening.

five minutes later……

The leading bodyguard, Chen Yanfa, walked up to Guan Qian and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, "It has been chiseled open."

Guan Qian said generously, "Thank you," and walked towards the opened tomb.

Chen Yanfa continued to stand there, his eyes fell calmly on Song Yixuan, and said: "Miss Song, I have informed General Yu of your request, and General Yu will convey it to Commander Mu. But you have to think clearly, given the current relationship between Raochuan and Dijing, if Commander Mu appeared in Dijing for no reason and the people above knew about it, would the situation on both sides change? You probably don't want this matter to rise to the political level."

Song Yizhen said: "People who can accomplish great things must be able to distinguish between personal and public affairs. They are all in a high position, so they don't need me to teach them whether to choose personal interests or national interests. We don't need to worry."

Chen Yanfa secretly admired Song Yixuan's ability to remain calm in the face of adversity. Her mentality was much stronger than he thought. "Okay."

He simply waved and led his men away.

"Brother Fa, are we not following you anymore?" asked Xu Zheng, the bodyguard who was previously in charge of driving.

Chen Yanfa quickened his pace, "Let's go directly to Imperial Capital."

Guan Qian, who was originally squatting on the ground, saw Song Yixuan coming and stood up holding the urn.

Song Yixuan asked, "Is it empty?"

Guan Qian opened the urn and saw a photo lying quietly inside.

In the photo, a young woman in a brown vest and jeans is standing on the top of a mountain, opening her arms and warmly embracing the breath of freedom. She tilts her head back and closes her eyes to enjoy it. Through the photo, one can feel the relaxation and comfort emanating from her.

Song Yixuan moved his gaze from the photo to Guan Qian's face and asked, "Is she your mother?"

Guan Qian nodded, "Yeah."

There was some sadness between his brows.

Although Yun Fujia loved freedom so much, he was unable to regain his freedom in the end.

Did Feng Zhaomin do it on purpose?

Why do we have to seal such a passionate and free-spirited photo in a small urn?

Song Yixuan stood on tiptoe, put his elbow on Guan Qian's shoulder, and said in a bright and comforting voice: "Don't be sad, wait until I find my mother, I will give her to you!"

Guan Qian couldn't help but laugh out loud, "So generous, Sister Xuan?"

Song Yixuan said: "That's right! Who are we following?"

Guan Qian put the photos away, threw the urn aside, pulled Song Yixuan up and said, "Let's go." He took a breath and said, "Should I help you look for it?"

Help Song Yixuan find his long-lost family.

Song Yixuan slapped him immediately, "Don't make trouble!"

She has her own rhythm.

Guan Qian said, "Okay, okay!" but sighed in his heart.

Song Yixuan's rhythm is often escapist.

How could he not see?

Marriott.

Guan Qian stared at the letter in his hand in a daze. It was a letter Yun Fujia left for him before he died. He felt that Yun Fujia was lonely in his last days.

[Dear child, the time we spent together as mother and son was too short. Short time means less bondage, so it's not a bad thing. Don't think your mother is cold-blooded and heartless. In my life, affection and love are shackles and cages. I don't want you to be trapped by love. Life is short and it will pass in a flash. Go do what you want to do. If you encounter difficulties, you can take the token to find your aunt Wen, she may be able to help you. ]

Just as Yun Fujia said in the letter, she didn't like the love her family and Feng Zhaomin gave her, but the "Auntie Wen" she wrote about should be the person she liked the most in her life. It's a pity that she didn't get to see this good friend again in the end.

"A token of trust?" Guan Qian poured out a Hetian white jade Tai Chi pendant from the envelope. The shape of the pendant was only half of the Tai Chi Bagua diagram. Presumably, the other half should be in the hands of this "Auntie Wen".

But who is “Auntie Wen”?

Based solely on the information provided by Yun Fujia, he had no way of investigating.

Guan Qian took a closer look at the Hetian jade pendant. When he turned it over, he found the word "绮" (Qi) engraved on the jade.

"Qi?" He muttered silently, thinking: Could it be that there is a word "Qi" in Aunt Wen's name?

绮？

He suddenly felt that the word sounded familiar, as if he had just heard it not long ago.

"Sister Xian?" Guan Qian called out to Song Yixian who was eating heartily at the dining table.

Song Yixuan looked up, biting half a steamed bun in his mouth.

Guan Qian was amused by her cute appearance and stood up and walked over.

Song Yixuan said vaguely: "Eat your meal quickly, I'll finish it all for you in a while." Then he picked up a pair of chopsticks and stuffed them into Guan Qian's hand.

Guan Qian suddenly discovered that no matter how sad he was, his mood would instantly improve as long as he saw Song Yixuan.

I don’t know whether he didn’t want to bring bad mood to Song Yixuan, or Song Yixuan always made him laugh.

Perhaps, both.

"Sister Xian, please help me look at something." Guan Qian brought the Hetian jade pendant to Song Yixian.

Song Yixuan burped and said, "I don't know how to appraise treasures." But his hand had already been extended.

Although Fen Sa had bought many fakes, they were all fakes that could be seen at a glance. So, she suspected that Fen Sa did it on purpose.

She still hasn't figured out why Fen Sa did this? Was he wasting money on purpose? Or was he just looking for trouble?

"Qi?" Song Yixuan also noticed the word "Qi" on the back of the white jade pendant. "Qi Huai? Oh, could it be related to Murian Yurong?"

Guan Qian then remembered where he had heard this word before. It was when Mu Lian Yurong introduced herself yesterday and mentioned her nickname "Qi Huai".

but……

"She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old." Guan Qian thought it was unlikely, "This pendant is at least twenty-three years old."

"Really?" Song Yixuan said, "Then I really don't know. Twenty-three years, older than me. But, still pretty good-looking."

"Like it?" Guan Qian said with a smile, "I'll give it to you."

Song Yixuan looked at it twice more and gave it back to Guan Qian, "Forget it, your mother left it for you."

"Who are we to each other?" Guan Qian said.

Anyway, since I can’t find Aunt Wen, the pendant is just a pendant.

"I think," Song Yixuan thought for a moment and said, "it's still necessary to ask Murian Yurong."

Guan Qian stared at Song Yixuan with a smile and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You say, Qi Huai, could it be that the person who gave this name is missing someone whose name contains the character 'Qi'?" Song Yixuan said, "Just let me expand my thoughts."

"Oh." Guan Qian agreed, "It's possible. Very likely."