Xia Zhaoyi glanced at the envelope and the shape of the package, but did not pick it up immediately. She asked Zhan Jiuye to put it aside while she continued to deal with Wei Dongyou's injury.
It was not until midnight that Wei Dongyou fell into a deep sleep again. Zhan Jiuye and Zeng Jishi fell asleep on the table. Xia Zhaoyi finally got up. After washing her hands, she walked to the long desk under the window and picked up the letter next to the package.
She knew who the words on the letter belonged to at a glance. After opening the envelope and taking out the letter paper, she first looked at the signature on the last page of the letter paper. It was really refreshing.
The window sash is slightly open, the morning breeze is blowing lazily, and the broken hair on Xia Zhaoyi's forehead is blowing gently in the wind. Outside the house, there is a bright light, a layer of pale light in the sky in the east, a light pink glow is looming on it, and the heaven and earth are warm and soft.
There are eleven pages of letter paper, and the title at the beginning is not the word "Ali" on the envelope, but the daughter of Liling.
Letter to the daughter of Liling:
Ten years ago, I heard that there was a girl in Liling. She was as beautiful as an immortal, as smart as a mountain, as smart as the wind, noble and beautiful, not familiar with the world, independent of the world, and unique in the world.
It would be a great pity to me that such a beautiful person should not suddenly be scattered in the sky and earth and die outside the Central Plains. If he were to be found, how beautiful it would be!
Together with these thoughts, greed, anger, desire and hatred arise, competing for the top.
I am getting more and more impatient, unable to calm down, unable to calm down. I feel like there are feathers tickling me, and I cannot sleep peacefully. I toss and turn day and night. Thousands of voices ring in my ears day and night, and they all converge into one sentence: I need to go north as soon as possible.
territory!
However, I am heartbroken!
Fortunately, after countless twists and turns, I suddenly learned that Li Ling Shang still had a daughter.
Your surname is Qiao, why is it called Xia? However, this is not important. As long as it comes from Liling, it is top grade.
The next few pages are full of sadistic methods, and the words are extremely intoxicating and narcissistic, deep in fanaticism.
Finally, he said that she and Shen Lie must be punished for breaking into Ruan's Nanshan cave.
The letter was a thousand words long. Xia Zhaoyi read it calmly, put the letter back into the envelope and opened the small package on the side.
There was a hosta inside, which she threw to Chu Zheng and killed herself.
Chu Zheng chose to kill herself with a long sword. No one picked up the hosta, so it was left next to her body.
In addition to the hosta, there are also paintings that are exactly the same as those seen in the cave before.
Xia Zhaoyi hadn't finished reading it at the time. She couldn't stand it when she saw people stripping off their clothes. Now she flipped through the execution pictures one by one, followed by the encoffining and funeral pictures.
Several of the enshrinement pictures were painted extremely "vividly" with details everywhere. Even the brocade clothes covering the dilapidated and blurred flesh and internal organs were carefully traced with patterns.
Enduring the chill all over his body, Xia Zhaoyi read all the paintings and placed them next to the hosta.
There was one last item in the package, which was a small wooden box with some weight.
Xia Zhaoyi turned it around, pried it open with a dagger, and opened it towards the window. No poisonous gas or hidden arrows were shot out.
Turn the small box back to the front, under the morning light, fill the wooden box with cut fingers.
Most of them are on the index finger, and the least on the little finger.
The finger was not freshly severed, but the skin was withered and yellow, and it had been obviously treated with antiseptic treatment. Xia Zhaoyi pressed it lightly with a dagger, and the muscles maintained very good elasticity.
There was a piece of paper underneath the severed finger. She took it out with a dagger and wrote on it, "The Qiao family has severed their finger, and there will be something else to offer later."
Xia Zhaoyi closed the wooden box, put the paper aside, put the hosta, the letter, and the paintings into the package, and tied them again.
The paintings he had seen before were all taken away by Shen Lie, but he never thought that there would be the same ones.
Or maybe, there is a second or third copy of the same thing.
The other party's purpose was simple and clear, intimidating, threatening, issuing a challenge, and taking pleasure in sarcasm and stimulating her. Every word was filled with enjoyment.
If she were really a member of the Qiao family, she would be even more devastated when she saw these severed fingers.
But what a pity, she is not. Even though she is still frightened when seeing these paintings, she will not be aroused to more panic and fear.
After tidying up the gauze and broken threads on the ground beside the bed, Xia Zhaoyi quietly left with the small bundle.
There were still people guarding the courtyard. Under the hazy morning light, a figure was sitting. He obviously did not expect that the door would be opened suddenly, and he was slightly startled.
After seeing his appearance clearly, Xia Zhaoyi frowned slightly, walked over and said, "Brother Du."
"Ah Li, you haven't slept all night?" Du Xuan spoke, his voice was hoarse and it was difficult to distinguish the timbre.
Xia Zhaoyi nodded and looked at his features: "Brother Du didn't sleep all night, either."
Du Xuan's eyes were red and swollen, his eye sockets were dark, his hair was messy, and his whole body had lost all his elegance and elegance, including his usual upright and upright look.
"It doesn't matter," Du Xuan looked toward the room and asked nervously, "Wei Dongyou...is he okay?"
"He is in good health and has no serious problems. He may be slightly lame in the future, but he can walk and run, and his hands are not disabled."
Du Xuan's lips trembled and he closed his eyes deeply, feeling relieved.
"That's good, that's good," he looked at the girl, "Ah Li, thank you very much! By the way, go to bed quickly. You must be very tired after not resting all night."
"I'm not in a hurry," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Shen Lie...hasn't he replied yet?"
"Well, the young master hasn't returned yet."
"Have you received any news from outside the city?"
"Yes, just say it's okay and everyone will be fine."
Xia Zhaoyi nodded: "That's good, Brother Du, you can go to sleep too, you must not collapse."
"I know," Du Xuan smiled, "Don't worry, Ah Li, I'll be fine. You go to bed first, and I'll sit down for a while."
Xia Zhaoyi was really tired and sleepy, so she didn't stay any longer.
However, before returning to the small garden of Qingyue Pavilion where she fell asleep, she first found a servant who was on duty at night and asked the servant to wake up Dai Yu and order Dai Yu to take Du Xuan back.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, Hengxiang slowly wakes up in the morning light, and the aroma of breakfast rice and porridge floats in the streets and alleys. On the country road in and out of the city, vegetable farmers carry vegetable baskets and squeeze together.
Outside the southwest city gate, Li Guohao led several groups of soldiers from the Duwei Mansion in the south of the city to control order in and out of the city.
Although there are people everywhere, the current situation is serious, and the people entering and leaving the city are very orderly, and there is no need for them to shout.
Li Guohao was sitting on a bench by the roadside, eating a piece of white bread.
He was so busy these days that he yawned after taking a bite and his eyes filled with tears.
Halfway through the meal, a boiling noise came from half a mile to the west, and people close to that location gathered around.
Li Guohao became furious and called a soldier to come over and take a look.
Before the soldiers passed by, several vegetable farmers came running over there: "Master Jun! There are soldiers buried in the soil over there! There are quite a few of them!"
