Chapter 615 - 626: The Origin of the Tiger Sachet
From a distance, Gu Youyou and Lin Qianqing, who were watching the play, couldn’t help but draw closer, as the drama seemed to grow more interesting.
"What’s going on here?" Xie Qinyun’s second son asked, his voice trembling.
Concubine Du shook her head as she stepped back, tears slowly emerging from her eyes, "I... I was too young at the time, I can’t... I can’t remember clearly."
At that moment, everything seemed clear and yet, at the same time, obscure.
Xie Qinyun’s second son staggered so badly he almost fell to the ground.
In his memory, a chubby little hand passed him a handkerchief to wipe away tears, which he had rejected without hesitation.
Later, a small tiger she had made was given to him to cheer him up, he cried holding that little tiger through the night, and the next day, he finally left that room.
That year, six-year-old Du Xintong had just learned Peking embroidery and had embroidered a pair of little tigers for herself. Later, to appease her sister, who had lost her concubine mother, she gave her one of the newly finished little tigers, and sure enough, the little girl stopped crying.