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After passing through a few familiar corners, Yun Mohan brought Yun Jinxiu to a pavilion.

The pavilion was rather elegant, and there were ancient apricot trees planted all around. The apricot flowers bloomed luxuriously, and scattered all over the ground.

Intense coughing sounds came from within the pavilion, and servant girl's voice could faintly be heard: "Madam, you can't go out right now. Although the flowers are blooming well, the floating pollen will only make your coughing worse."

"There's a magpie calling out to you this morning. Something good is definitely going to happen." Jian Qiao's weak voice came out.

"Yeah, in the past few days, there have been rumors that Miss Jin Hua is going to make peace with the Yun Clan. After all, mother and daughter pair, even great conflicts will turn into friendship." servant girl laughed as he spoke.

"When Embroidery was two months old, she would laugh. When I had less milk, she would bite my hand when she was hungry, and when she was five months old, she would utter the word 'Ma'. But afterwards, she never called me again." Jian Qiao's voice was filled with nostalgia and guilt, "People are selfish. Even when they were birth, they would force their children to fulfill their own selfish desires. However, children are so innocent …"

"Madam, why are you crying?" The servant girl said softly.

What answered her was Jian Qiao's soft sobs.

Yun Mohan raised his head, looked at the pavilion and spoke: "Your mother's illness has never improved. She has been treated a few times, but has never recovered.

Yun Jinxiu said indifferently: "There has never been any medicine for regret in this world."

Yun Mohan replied: "Embroidery, parents are still parents after all. They are blood related, and no amount of external power can cut it."

Yun Jinxiu looked at the apricot flower inside the peaceful pavilion, and under her eyelashes, her eyes remained as calm as ever.

Bloodline...

What a binding word.

Because of blood ties, even if parents did something wrong, they should still be forgiven?

They brought her into this world, gave her life, and at the same time, hurt her and made her suffer so much that she hated herself for not coming into this world. So because of blood ties, she had to be grateful?

Yun Jinxiu closed her eyes lightly. She no longer thought about those things that happened in the past anymore. She now had a new life and a new life. Everything that happened in the past no longer had anything to do with her.

Yun Jinxiu opened his eyes and said lightly: "Go in."

The windows of the pavilion were pushed open, and the strong smell of herbal medicine wafted out.

servant girl stuck his body out. When he saw Yun Jinxiu and Yun Mohan downstairs, he suddenly said excitedly, "Madam! It's the pretty lady! "

A violent cough sounded, followed by flustered footsteps: "Embroidery? Is it really brocade? "

"It is absolutely true that she is a young miss of the brocade." servant girl said happily.

When Yun Jinxiu stepped across the doorstep, two figures staggered down from the stairs. Jian Qiao did not even have time to put on his outer robes, he merely put them on.

She was still young, but her hair was already graying. Her face was deeply sunken from being seriously ill.

Her eyes were red, a little panicked, a little lost, and the rest happy.

Her voice trembled as she urged, "Embroidery …"

Yun Jinxiu looked at her with an indifferent gaze, and said after a long while: "All of you go down."

Yun Mohan was startled. He had originally wanted to make use of the mother and daughter's chance to meet to deepen their relationship, but he didn't expect her to actually say such a thing.

Although Yun Ling was confused, he immediately turned and walked out.

Yun Mohan looked at Jian Qiao, wanting to give her a meaningful glance, but she refused to do so.

After hesitating for a moment, he still turned around and walked out.

Yun Jinxiu glanced at the servant girl indifferently, causing the servant girl to quiver. Then, he turned and said softly: "Madam, this servant will go out first."

For some reason, Jian Qiao was panicking, she was holding onto servant girl's sleeves, but servant girl shook her head and went down the stairs. She did not dare look at Yun Jinxiu, and quickly walked out.

The door was slammed shut by an invisible force.

The sound caused Jian Qiao's body to tremble.

There was no other sound in the room except for her and Yun Jinxiu.

Jian Qiao held onto the banister with both hands and started coughing. The coughing sounds continued to echo in the room, but Yun Jinxiu did not say anything.

"Embroidery..." You... Do you want some water? " Jian Qiao carefully walked down the stairs. She tugged at the outer garment that she was wearing, and her hands were at a loss as to where to place them.

Yun Jinxiu still did not speak.

Jian Qiao resisted the urge to cough once again and slowly walked over, but due to his long illness, his legs had become extremely weak. With that, he staggered and fell to the ground.

Yun Jinxiu continued to watch with cold eyes, and did not intend to extend his hand out.

Jian Qiao struggled to get up, with small steps, she moved to the side of the table and shakily picked up the teapot, pouring herself a cup of tea. However, her hands were trembling so badly that water continuously flowed out.

At last, she had filled the cup to the brim, and carefully brought the tea over, bringing it to Yun Jinxiu: "Embroidery, why did you suddenly come here … Mother's illness is nothing, after a few more days, it will be all right. "

As she spoke, she couldn't help but cough a few times. Suddenly, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and spots of blood appeared on the handkerchief, which she quickly stuffed into her sleeve.

Yun Jinxiu said indifferently: "After I finish speaking, I'll leave."

Chu Qiao's body trembled. She held onto the chair and nervously sat down.

"In the car accident that year, she had already died, and the lonely soul that appeared in the body of the girl that Yun Family also called Yun Jinxiu. Between us, there was no longer any blood relation, and the matter with Yun Clan no longer had anything to do with me." Her expression was calm, her tone was calm, her voice was light as if she was talking about an extremely ordinary thing, "You don't have to feel any guilt towards me, I won't accept it, and I have no right to accept it, that's all."

Jian Qiao opened her eyes wide in disbelief. Her pale white face didn't have a single trace of blood.

Yun Jinxiu's footsteps stopped in front of the door. She slightly turned around and looked at Jian Qiao with an indifferent gaze: "Also, I have come to see you today, because doing so will bring Yun Clan to the end of his road."

She withdrew her gaze from her body, then raised her hand and opened the door, walking out.

Jian Qiao stood up shakily, she staggered two steps and said in pain: "Embroidery …"

However, the figure did not turn around and continued walking forward.

The support of her life, seemed to have completely collapsed in Jian Qiao's heart. She suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then her body became weak and she fell down.

"Madam!"

servant girl's surprised voice came out.

"Qiao Qiao!" Yun Mohan's face also changed, he should be happy after getting back from the embroidery, but why did it worsen?

He carried Jian Qiao and turned pale white, the blood on her lips were shocking.

Her eyes were filled with tears and she cried like she was about to collapse, "My daughter... My Daughter... Even if I die, I won't be able to rest in peace! "