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Chapter 53 How can the dead be more important than the living?

Jing Jian did not answer Su Chengxi's question immediately.

Instead, he looked up at the portrait not far away, and after pondering for a moment, said in a low voice: "This palace, everything about this woman is left in this palace, it is easy to destroy. She has been dead for many years , It is meaningless to keep these things. If you want not to be caught by others, you should clear all traces of this person's existence! Even if someone questions it in the future, the imperial jade butterfly of the first emperor was under the name of Empress Li from the beginning. As long as there is no solid evidence, no one can make waves."

"Clean up?"

A surprised light flashed in Su Chengxi's eyes, he turned his head to look at the words on the tablet, and said with a complicated expression: "If this tablet was set up by the father, then it can be seen that the father has taken this daughter..."

Su Chengxi suddenly realized that if this woman was really Xiao Jianjin's biological mother.

That is her mother-in-law with a legitimate body.

After she paused for a moment, she said in a low voice: "Father has a deep affection for my mother. Even though he failed to give her the position in the middle palace, he regarded her as his wife in his heart. Besides, she is the biological mother of the late emperor, and she is also the mother-in-law of the Ai family. How can the family erase her existence?"

Hearing this, Jing Jian's heart was burning hot, he hurriedly lowered his head, and said softly, "The dead are not as important as the living? If this senior knows the situation of the empress dowager, he will also understand what you are doing."

Su Chengxi shook her head, raised her hand to caress the altar, turned her head to look at Jingjian, and said seriously: "You should have seen it too. The outside of this palace looks like ruins and overgrown with weeds, but the inside has been cleaned spotlessly. The fruit offerings and pastries are very fresh, which shows that someone has been taking care of the place. The Ai family knew nothing about the existence of the mother, and the father had passed away for many years. The person who ordered people to take care of this place can only be the late emperor. "

Speaking of the late emperor, Su Chengxi had a bitter smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes glistened with tenderness and pity, and she said in a low voice: "Ah Jin cares about her mother, that's why people give her a hand. Confession, Aijia is his wife, how can he arbitrarily destroy his care?"

Ah Jin...

Familiar with the title in his bones, Jing Jian's whole body froze, and the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist instantly. Looking at his lover with sad eyes and miserable expression, his heart felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer. With dense pain.

It made him want to hug him into his arms immediately.

Feel free to pour out your thoughts and difficulties to her.

Su Chengxi took a deep breath, and then said in a low voice: "However, you are right. Mother is important, but the Ai family cannot endanger the emperor because of her. When the late emperor was around, she never revealed the slightest bit of her existence to the Ai family. , I probably have such thoughts in mind!"

She turned her head to look at Jing Jian, and said with serious eyes: "Jing Jian, you should find a safe place to keep this portrait and the spirit tablet, and keep them from being damaged. There are so many people around Ai's family, it's really inconvenient. When the situation becomes clear, the Ai family will definitely invite the portrait and the spirit tablet back to make offerings."

Jing Jian's expression is gentle, but the depths of his eyes are filled with scalding light, like a raging fire burning, wishing to burn the woman in front of him who made him fall in love with him, and integrate her with his flesh and blood and soul.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he lowered his eyes to hide the obsession that was about to burst forth, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, this subordinate obeys."

　La la la, good night and sweet dreams, okay.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)