"Wait a moment…"
Feng Dingchu actually wanted to stop her.
But it was too late.
The wooden chest, obviously aged, was pried open by Chu Qianli.
A chest full of gems, a lock, and also, a small wooden box.
"Girl…"
Chu Qianli didn't heed his restraint, and immediately opened the wooden box.
"An Imperial Decree?" This was beyond unexpected, how could the Ninth Uncle have an Imperial Decree?
And it appeared to be quite old, made of fine materials, but already worn.
"You naughty girl, I didn't let you open that."
Feng Dingchu snatched it back, his usually composed demeanor now revealing some urgency.
It was clear, this Imperial Decree was extremely important.
Chu Qianli's curiosity was fully piqued.
"What exactly is written on this Imperial Decree?" Why did he seem so anxious?
"Could it be, related to something with… the Empress Dowager?"
Some things she preferred not to articulate too clearly, after all, it might stir his painful memories.