There is still an autumn rain outside the window, making my longing hang in the distance
"Then do you know how Mrs. Qin died?" Yun Pin'an said calmly, "I don't know. I only heard that my aunt was drugged and died of poison, but I don't know whether it is true or not." Pei Lin pursed his lips.
"Drug? You're still very elegant." Yun Pin'an's expression was subtle, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking. "What about her family background?" "My aunt used to have a good life until she was fifty years old. Her family conditions were as valuable as ever, and her people were very loving. No one in the family disrespected her." Pei Lin finished speaking with a hint of sobs.
Intention: Redemption, glory