Chu Hengyuan could not believe his ears. It was only when Aran held up the letter that he realized she was not joking. He threw down his writing brush and rushed forward to take the letter from her hand.
"It's Mother's handwriting. It's a letter she left for me," Chu Hengyuan said, recognizing the delicate, elegant calligraphy. "This is her style, the flower-pinning small regular script." Looking at the graceful and refined characters of "To Be Opened by My Son," he was absolutely certain this was indeed a letter from Consort Meng.
"Why didn't she just have someone deliver this letter to you directly back then?" Aran asked, puzzled. "Why sew it inside this toy tiger? It's so strange. Did she have some unavoidable reason, or was this just some kind of prank?" It defied all logic for the letter to be hidden here. Aran could not fathom why Meng Wanqing—Consort Meng, Ayuan's mother—would resort to hiding a letter inside a cloth tiger.
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