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260. I have lost

How could this happen? Didn’t the imperial doctor say he was fine?

She was so anxious that she held his hand and kept breathing, hoping that his body would warm up quickly, but she was worried that the temperature on his forehead was too high, so she kept stopping to test it.

During repeated movements, the cuffs unintentionally hooked onto the front of his clothes, and a familiar thread was brought out from his close-fitting clothes.

Qiucao was stunned.

Looking at the thread, there was no movement for a long time.[

After a while, he reached out his hand, pinched the silk thread, and slowly pulled it out.

What caught my eye was a sachet.

A very ugly looking sachet.

Qiucao looked at the sachet in her hand in astonishment and recognized it at a glance.

Qiucao thought that except for her, no one would be able to recognize that the pattern on the sachet was a wolf, because the shape was crooked, with arms and legs missing. When taken apart, it was a geometric figure, but it was completely invisible when viewed as a whole.

What animal is it?

What's more, there are unmistakable dark red blood stains on the colored silk.

This extremely ugly sachet was embroidered by her.

What was placed inside were dried plum blossom petals and a poem that she randomly copied from the Book of Songs. If she remembered correctly, it should be "Guan Ju".

Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of hunting. There are scattered water plants, flowing left and right. A graceful lady, I have been longing for it. I can't get it, but I am still thinking about it.

.Leisurely, leisurely, tossing and turning. The water-lilies are mixed and picked from left and right. The fair ladies play the piano and the harp.

But...this sachet was thrown into the crowd by her own hands on the day she married into the palace.

As if to confirm something, she held the sachet and inspected it. The silk fabric of the sachet was stained with light soil, as if it had been stepped on by countless people. This confirmed that the sachet was indeed the one she threw away that day.

She had obviously thrown it away, would this sachet be in Mu Zhaozhen's hands?

Could it be that...he ran to pick it up?

But why...

She embroidered this for Mu Zi. Why did Mu Zhaozhang do this? After threatening her, didn't the sachet no longer have any value to him?

Why did he pick it up and put it in his personal clothes?


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