"Alas, if the wife is still alive now, if she can see the lady you are married today, she will be in tears.

"My mother ..."

Originally, in her memory, there was rarely a mother.

Because when Jiang Yunge died, she was too small.

However, this does not hinder, Ye Qingli often hears her name.

In Daluo, Jiang Yunge is simply a legend.

She was so shocked that she was absolutely gorgeous and could not live forever.

Yan Qing's world has impressed countless kings and grandsons.

Even the royal family fought for her.

However, at the most glorious moment in her life, she washed up again.

Quietly married a humble emperor, a woman and a mother.

Like a pearl dust, lost all its brilliance.

In the end, it went away ...

Then, Ye Qingli remembered again, in the dowry that Jiang Yunge left her.

There are countless treasures.

There are also cultivation treasures.

Even compared to the four big families of Daluo, it is not inferior!

Of course, Ye Qingli is now in charge of the auction house.

Of course, the value of those treasures will not be in her eyes.

However, if it is replaced by ordinary people.

That is simply a wealth of wealth for the enemy!

If anyone can own this wealth, even the emperor of Daluo can't help but look at her differently!

Thinking of this, Ye Qingli fell into a deep confusion.

Her mother, who had never met before, really had a lot of mysteries to be solved.

"By the way, miss, the wedding is coming soon, please check the dowry again, and then the slave girl will write the dowry list.

Xiaohe said eagerly.

It was particularly exciting for Xiao He to personally host such a grand wedding.

In the past, this was something that only old mothers were qualified to do.

As a leader in the maid world, Xiao He is full of sense of accomplishment.

"Ok."

Ye Qingli thought about it, and it was also time to check the dowry left by her mother.

Then the two came to the warehouse.

Xiao He took out the previous list and compared them one by one.

There are many things here, all sold by Jiang's.

Later, Jun Aohan again redeemed those things in the same way against the list.

Except for some of the worn-out cloth and satin, there are basically a lot of traces.

"The prince is so fond of you, Miss."

Xiao He moved her tears.

"Well, so-so."

Ye Qingli faced.

However, I felt sweet in my heart.

Things were placed in three rooms.

Ye Qingli was impatient when he saw half of it.

"Xiao He, let's count it."

She just turned her head back.

At this time, in a pile of things, she suddenly saw a makeup box.

"Huh, what is that?"

Xiaohe followed her gaze.

"Miss, that's an ordinary makeup box. The dowry list we found last time was put there."

"It seems a bit wrong ..."

Ye Qingli stepped up a few steps, picked up the makeup box, and looked carefully.

The last time she found this makeup box, she had not officially started practicing.

So, did not pay attention.

Now, with the eyesight of her ninth-order martial arts and seventh-order apothecary, you can see at a glance.

This is no ordinary makeup box!

Its material is ten thousand years of gloomy wood!