As soon as he saw that it was his father in front of him, Yuan Xuexing jumped up suddenly, and at the same time reached out to Yuan Ying to hug him.

Yuan Ying squatted down and hugged Yuan Xuexing: "Do you miss me?"

Yuan Xuexing was as enthusiastic as fire, hugging Yuan Ying's neck tightly: "I thought about it, I thought about it!"

Yuan Ying accompanied Yuan Xuexing's father and daughter to have a lot of fun, Fan Zhijun's eyes were staring at the strap around Yuan Ying's waist, she kept wondering when Yuan Ying could untie the belt, and the key must be tucked into the strap at this time.

"Stay and have dinner with us!" Fan Zhijun said.

Yuan Ying nodded and continued to tease Yuan Xuexing.

Fan Zhijun immediately ordered the kitchen to make some things over, thinking that the longer he could keep Yuan Ying in the residence, the better, and the more chances he had to get the key.

After eating, after being full of wine and food, Yuan Ying naturally untied his belt and put it aside, Fan Zhijun pretended to pass by inadvertently, took the key in his hand, quickly found Yuan Chun, made a mark, and then put the key back.

Unexpectedly, everything went much smoother than she imagined, and Yuan Ying didn't notice Fan Zhijun's actions, because his mind was on accompanying the child.

After succeeding, Fan Zhijun thought that Yuan Ying would leave quickly, and Yuan Xuexing was tired after playing for a day, so Yuan Ying left after eating and resting for a while.

Fan Zhijun had something on his mind, so he hurried to find Yuan Chun and asked him to get the new key back as soon as possible.

Within two days, she had her keys in hand.

After the key was in hand, the first thing Fan Zhijun did was to go to Yuan Ying's study at noon.

The lock opened in response, and Fan Zhijun looked left and right and entered the room in a flash.

The furnishings in the study were ordinary, with a table facing the doorway, a potted plant in a corner, a window on the side, and a low table in the doorway.

Fan Zhijun patted every wall, and found that the sound from the wall behind the desk was a bit empty, and the darkroom should be there.

But there were no gaps in the whole wall, and Fan Zhijun followed the cracks in the wall to find the mechanism to open the dark room.

After looking for a long time and getting nothing, Fan Zhijun knew that he couldn't stay here for a long time, and when the time for serving food at noon had passed, there would be more people at the door of the study.

She had to leave the study and come back tomorrow to figure out a way.

The next day, she also came to the study, and searched again, but she couldn't find the switch to open the door of the dark room.

Fan Zhijun stood in front of the table, tilting her head and thinking about where the door to the dark room should be.

She was sure that she had touched the cracks in this wall many times, but there was no clue, she looked around and decided to try her luck at the other walls, and the dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

There was a voice at the door, Fan Zhijun realized that she could no longer stay in the study today, she opened the door and saw that there was no one outside, closed the door and locked it and quickly left the study.

At noon on the third day, Yuan Ying came over for dinner, but Fan Zhijun didn't go anywhere.

It was the fourth day when she went again, and she still found nothing.

Things finally took a turn for the better when she passed by one day, Yuan Ying happened to be in the study, and the door of the study was ajar.

Fan Zhijun bypassed the door and came to the window at the back of the room, she didn't dare to peek inside, for fear that Yuan Ying would find out, so she could only squat under the window and listen to the movement.

She heard Yuan Ying seem to be walking to the window, and then she heard a "click" sound, as if a door was open, and then he heard footsteps coming from not far from the window.

With a stomach full of suspicions, Fan Zhijun drew a gourd in the room the next day and walked to the window to look.

She looked at the window and looked at the side of the window, which was on the left side of the wall she usually checked, and there was a potted plant at the junction of the two walls.

Fan Zhijun walked to the side of the potted plant and tilted her head to observe, this is a half-human-tall potted plant, Fan Zhijun looked left and right at this potted plant, and finally she found an abnormality.

There was a leaf that was so green that it was different from the others, a little light in color, and she reached out to touch it, and found that it was not a real leaf, and she pulled it with her hand.

I heard a "click" sound in front of me, and the joint between the two walls suddenly began to move, and a door opened from this wall.

Fan Zhijun looked at it and finally understood the reason why she couldn't find the door. The door did not open on the wall behind the desk, but on the wall next to it.

That hollow position is the location of the entire dark room, and it is not wrong that the dark room is behind the desk, but the entrance door is on the other side.

"No wonder I couldn't find the door, it turned out that the door didn't open in the right place. Fan Zhijun muttered in her heart.

She walked quickly into the dark room, and at a glance saw the hilt of the Heavenly Sword on the shelf, and she smiled with satisfaction.

She quickly put the hilt of her sword in the pocket she had sewn in her skirt, walked out of the dark room, closed the door, and left the study and returned to her room.

At this time, Fan Zhijun's mood was very excited, she kept thinking about where she should put the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, there was no dark room in her room, where to put it so that no one would find out?

After thinking about it, she wrapped the hilt of the Heavenly Sword with a piece of cloth and placed it in the corner under her bed.

She really couldn't figure out where to put the hilt.

Yuan Ying didn't know that the hilt of the Heavenly Sword was stolen by Fan Zhijun, and no one knew, the only thing he might know was Yuan Chun, but Yuan Chun didn't know where the key Fan Zhijun was matched with.

Although he wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, forget it, more is better than less, if Fan Zhijun's key has some ulterior secrets and is known to him, it will only bring trouble to himself.

The hilt of the Heavenly Sword was lying under Fan Zhijun's bed and was not idle, the yellow part reappeared in the hilt, and the true qi in Yintian's body began to drill out again.

This time, his reaction was even stronger, because Fan Zhijun's room was a little closer to Yintian's room than the council hall.

The true qi on Yintian's body was all dispersed in a few days because of the hilt of the Heavenly Sword, and the true qi was dissipated, and Yintian didn't have to be unconscious, but he was weak every day, and he couldn't lift up a little spirit.

Shao Banshan gave him a pulse but couldn't see the reason for his fatigue, which made Shao Banshan very surprised.

After so many years of medical practice, it would be an exaggeration to say that there has never been a disease that he can't cure, but one thing is for sure is that even if he can't cure it, he can still know where the symptoms are, so that he can't find the reason for Yintian's general weakness like now.

"Is it because your true qi has been dispersed so your body is weak?" Shao Banshan muttered to himself.

Ying Ji picked up: "That's not right! The true qi is gone, isn't it just the same as someone who hasn't practiced? How can you be weak all over!"

Yintian said: "Fatigue is not a big deal, I just need to move less!"