She took a closer look, and her face changed immediately: "How could it be in your hands?"

Ning Yun was not very sure at first, but when she heard this, she knew that this was really her thing.

"This is the day Zixuan and I got married, and found it in the backyard of the Fuzhong. There were many guests in the house that day. Later, when cleaning, someone suddenly found this exquisite purse in the backyard. I guess it must be some guest who accidentally stayed. I also looked at this purse carefully at the time. The materials and textures are all high-quality, and the handicraft is unique. Only the dignitaries in the capital can use it. But after waiting for a few days, no one came to look for it, so I kept it there. , until today... I suddenly thought of this before I set off, so I brought it over and asked my wife."

Feng Yinshuang fixed her eyes on the purse, her lips moved, and she hesitated several times.

She neither admits nor vetoes, which makes Ning Yun a little baffled. Could it be that she is wrong, this thing has nothing to do with her? But her reaction doesn't seem like that!

Under Ning Yun's astonished gaze, Feng Yinshuang finally said, "This... is indeed my thing, but I already passed it on to someone many years ago."

She saw a small "Jun" character embroidered with gold thread in the lower right corner, and she suddenly burst into tears for some unknown reason.

Seeing her burst into tears, Ning Yun was taken aback and felt at a loss for a while. Although she had not been in contact with Feng Yinshuang for a long time, every time she saw her, she was extremely gentle and dignified. How could it be like now? So out of control?

This person must be someone very important to her, right?

As a woman, she is more sensitive to this kind of thing, and she seems to be able to find some clues from the blinking eyes of the other party.

"Madam, although I don't know the real reason for you to go out, there must be someone you care about deeply in your heart, even if you don't see each other for a while, you will miss each other deeply in your heart. Some things that are lost may be easily recovered, but some people..."

Ning Yun's tone paused slightly, and seemed to think of something emotional, her eyes became dark, she was not only reminding Feng Yinshuang, but also alerting herself, it is precisely because of her experience that she will know how to cherish everything she has now. .

She handed the purse back to Feng Yinshuang with great respect, and returned it to the original owner, but she also had a concern for herself.

Juechen and Hongluan didn't know what they were whispering when they went in, because Madam had explained that they wanted to talk alone, so of course they didn't dare to disturb them.

Only after a quarter of an hour, Ning Yun walked out from the inside and left here with Lin Zixuan, but Feng Yinshuang did not come out.

Out of consideration for her safety, they immediately walked in and saw her standing there alone, quite lost.

"Madam..." Hong Luan couldn't help shouting. When she raised her head to look at them, the corners of her brows and eyes suddenly became a little irritable.

What's the matter? Wasn't Madam alright just now? Why did she suddenly...

Could it be that Ning Yun did something to her? It shouldn't be!

She even wanted to catch up with them to find out what happened. At this time, Feng Yinshuang's eyes lingered on them for a few times, and she said lightly: "It's getting late, let's get on the road quickly!"

Hongluan and Juechen looked at each other and were relatively speechless. Could it be that they thought too much?

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