Yan Qingrui picked up the little clothes, the little baby girl's little clothes are really beautiful. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The workmanship is fine, the material is soft, and the delicate skin of a baby is the same.

She looked at the little clothes, and her heart was unconsciously soft, she took out the small clothes one by one, turned over and saw that there was nothing.

She picked up the swaddling cloth again, and the little quilt and the small clothes were the same soft fabric, and she gently unfolded and spread them out, and finally, in the lower right corner of the swaddling clothes, she felt a slightly different place.

On the surface, it is the same, but when you touch it with your hands, you will feel that there is something abnormal there. There's something in there. However, it was so small and thin that it couldn't be found without paying attention.

In the corner, it is not visible to the naked eye, which is really ingenious.

Yan Qingrui took out the Silver Moon Dagger and carefully picked the stitches in the corner. However, there is nothing when it is taken apart.

Yan Qingrui was a little speechless, the feeling was indeed only slightly different, could it be that she was nervous?

She looked carefully, but still saw nothing, until she touched it with her hand, and then touched the difference again, and when she looked closely, she couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it was not something hidden, nor a letter or paper, but two words embroidered with hidden threads.

It's already in a hidden place, and the hidden line is still used, and it really can't be seen if you don't pay attention.

It's no wonder that the hand feels slightly different, because there are more stitches there, and the hidden lines are a little thicker than elsewhere, no matter how inconspicuous they are.

She carefully identified it, and there were only two words embroidered by the hidden thread: "Nangong".

What does that mean? Is it a surname, is it a name, is it a place name, is it the name of a building?

These two words are embroidered in such a dark place, so obscure, what does it mean?

Yan Qingrui thought about it for a while, put the things away, went back to get the needle and thread, and sewed the stitches apart.

She has studied Suzhou embroidery for a few days, and she has also learned surgical sutures, but there is no doubt that surgical sutures are easier to learn than Suzhou embroidery, and the handiwork of this swaddling cloth is simply fine to the extreme, and she spent a lot of effort to finally restore the original state.

After sewing the swaddling clothes, she let out a long breath, and it was not too early, she folded the swaddling clothes and the small clothes and put them back in the wooden box, put the wooden box back in its place, and then restored the mechanism to its original state.

When she got back to the ground, she looked back and still couldn't see anything.

This kind of ingenuity is really wonderful.

Yan Qingrui pondered, I don't know who this mechanism is, is it Su Ruolan? If she is just a weak woman, can she set up such a mechanism?

If she wasn't a weak woman, why would she be killed by the Yan family?

On that day, everyone in the Yan family knew and thought that the truth was: Su Ruolan committed suicide by hanging herself from a beam in frustration because Yan Hongyang impeached her father, causing her father to be beheaded.

The so-called truth announced by the Yan family to outsiders is that Su Ruolan died of illness.

But Yan Qingrui knows that this is not the truth.

The real truth is covered up layer by layer.

The original body was not at the scene, and she had not seen the situation at that time, so she did not have it in her memory, but she had such a strong feeling in her mind that Su Ruolan's death might not be so simple.

Coming down from the attic, Yan Qingrui was thinking all the way, she returned to her bedroom, her elbows on the table, her hands on her cheeks, and the word Nangong appeared in her mind.

She instinctively felt that these two words must mean something.