Gu Qiqi tightened her heart and carefully unfolded the rice paper to look.

However, the whole paper was blank, with no last words at all, only a drop of irregular ink that was in a hurry and a shallow trace of water.

It may also be tears...

Gu Qiqi lowered her eyes, and her heart began to feel a little pain again.

It is almost unimaginable that Chu Junmo would feel when he sat alone at home on the last night of his life and spread out the rice paper.

Gong Jue stood behind her and glanced at the rice paper.

I said silently in my heart, did Chu Junmo's old fox, no longer obey his hands before his death, and he couldn't hold the pen anymore. He was trembling? He couldn't even write a word, but he even rubbed a snot on the paper... He pretended to be so arrogant all his life, but he still couldn't hold it anymore? He has returned to his ordinary person, hum!

Gu Qiqi took photos and registered the precious antiques and various furniture in Chu Junmo's room one by one, and when he was preparing to return them to descendants of the Chu family in the future, the handover would be clearer.

Especially in Chu Junmo's room, she almost didn't move, and kept it completely as he was when he was alive, as if he would come back one day.

The two walked to the medicine field behind the room.

Sure enough, the medicine field is remote and bald, and many herbs have been pulled out.

It should be the place where the heart-building grass was once planted.

Gong Jue curled his lips and saw that the Heart Grass was cleared, he couldn't help but mutter: "Old Chu is cruel enough to him and cut off his own way of retreat..."

Gu Qiqi gave him a blank look: "I can use the Pharmacopoeia to think of ways, but I have no idea about the most critical gate of time..."

Gong Jue shut up.

He could have a clue, but when he went home, he had a fight with the old man and messed up the matter again.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the tip of his shoes.

Turning around and sending a message out.

Palace house.

Gong Qing received the message and opened it and saw: "The little brat actually sent me a message when he had time. Humph! Oh, wife, come and see, your son apologized to me hahahaha..."

When Song Song heard this, he saw two very concise words on the text message: "Wrong."

Her lips twitched: "..."

Where did you know that this is the son apologizing?

Isn’t my son admitting that he is wrong at all?

Gong Qing held his phone and was overjoyed: "Thirty years, thirty years, it's the first time I heard my son admit that he was wrong! Hahahaha!"

Song Song thought about it and swallowed it again. It would be better not to hit his husband, so that he would think that his son was apologizing, as this would be more conducive to restoring the father-son relationship.

Well, she happened to strike while the iron was hot!

"Honey, I told you yesterday that you are going to ask Mr. Gu to propose marriage. What are you thinking about! Get packed up and go with me! By the way, bring the talisman paper and give it to Miss Qiqi!"

"It's easy to say! It's easy to say!"

Sure enough, Gong Qing was beaten and he agreed to whatever he said.

I took the talisman paper and went out happily. I didn't notice that I received another text message from Gong Jue on my phone:

"Sorry, the message was not sent out completely just now. I want to tell you that you were wrong, Gong Qing, even if you don't open the door of time, you can't stop me from finding a way for Qiqi. At worst, I will take more trouble and endure more hardships. But it is impossible for you to not let me go!"

After Gong Jue sent this message, he felt relieved.
Chapter completed!