Nanyue hated herself for sleeping for so long.

Because before Nan Aotian's sudden "visit", she was doing something very important.

In order to find a decent dress to fool Nan Aotian and show that the general trend is confident, Nan Yue rummaged through more than a dozen rooms of Changxin Palace. Although these houses are locked, it is naturally not difficult for her to hunt for treasures and steal things all year round.

She always felt that the guards outside the door were too lax in their defense of her, but she didn't know that Wan Yanmin had deliberately instructed the Yulin Army who guarded her. As long as she doesn't leave the yard, let her fend for herself.

Nanyue is the prisoner who gives Wan Yanmin a headache. needs to keep her alive, but it is impossible for people to really bring food in, so they have to relax her living conditions and let her fool at will.

Seeing Nan Aotian, he must have a decent dress. No matter how depressed a man is, he cannot let his enemies see the signs of lack of food and clothing.

If you have to negotiate, how can you be ragged.

If you want to bluff people, you will be glamorous.

She rummaged through the cabinets and cabinets, all of which were empty, or they had been invaded by various small animals in the yard and turned into a rat's nest and a pigeon's nest. She even found strings of weasel droppings in a cabinet that looked tall and ornate. The excrement of this cunning little creature is left at the bottom of the cabinet, shiny and shiny.

Nanyue cherished her strength and opened the next cabinet at the same time. When she opened the eighty-ninth cabinet, she found a rack full of clothes. She had to admit that Xia Ji's taste was not bad, but the style of many clothes was a bit like that of Queen Xuan. There is a wide robe wearing flowers and butterflies, which is exactly the same color as the jacket that Xuan Hou wore a few days ago.

I don't know which of these two copied whom.

The heavenly machine appeared as she rummaged through the bottom of the cabinet. As she bent over and squatted, Nanyue suddenly felt that something was hard in her waist. She patted around inside and out and didn't find anything to block, thinking that she was suspicious. When he stood up, he was smacked on the waist again.

Her eyes were full, and she stared warily at her waist.

But at this time, there was the sound of cornices walking on the roof. Nanyue couldn't care so much, hurriedly fastened her belt, wiped her face, and quickly sat straight on the threshold, and sure enough, she saw Nan Aotian.

It's really tiring to talk to someone who doesn't know if it's their own father. He had to hold it before he came, and then two hours after he left. Nanyue's body, which only eats grass roots, has already flashed, and she fell headlong on the threshold and slept for another day.

Now, after sending off the plague god, I can finally study this strange dress on my body.

Nanyue closed the door of the hall tightly, and simply took off the outermost deep clothes and flattened them to see. The face and lining of this dress are smooth and clean soft materials, and there is nothing unusual. But near the waist, I still felt that layer of hard obstacles.

Nanyue carefully touched it with both hands, and found that the fabric on her waist was indeed much thicker than other parts.

She lifted her garment and flattened it to look at the sun, where a dark rectangular shadow appeared. No wonder, things are embedded in the sandwich of the inside and the face, and they can't be found on the surface anyway.

Nanyue pulled out the dark needle she carried in her bun and prepared to undress. While she was pulling the embroidery thread at the seam of her clothes, she was interested in the former owner of this room, the Xia Ji who had never met.

Nanyue walked like a needle, opened the gap on the waist of the clothes as quickly as possible, and carefully tore the two sides of the interlayer inch by inch, and when she tore about six or seven inches, her eyes sharpened, and she saw a corner of grass-yellow paper exposed in the center of the interlayer at a glance.

Her movements became more and more delicate and slow. It is not until the two sides of the sandwich are torn apart little by little that the contents are completely exposed. It was a piece of rice paper folded in two, folded into flat squares, held together with the inner surface of the two layers of cloth with the finest stitches.

Nanyue followed the needle hole and exited the delicate silk thread through the paper and cloth step by step along the initial path, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead.

When the last fine thread hole detaches from the embroidery thread, the yellowed rice paper loosens from the sandwich on both sides and falls off flutteringly. Nanyue didn't care about the clothes that were already scattered, and hurriedly picked up the piece of paper from the ground and shook it off gently.

There was nothing on the paper. Except for the original white, which had been polished into a sunset yellow by the air and dust in the cabinet, there was not the slightest trace of a pen or other tools.

Nan Yue frowned slightly, but she smelled a shallow medicinal fragrance wafting into her nostrils.

This fragrance is extremely subtle, and if she hadn't been exposed to herbs and wild plants since she was a child, she might not have caught such a light trace of aroma at all.

Nanyue flicked it with her hand. After determining that the source of this strange scent was the well-preserved rice paper, the nerves in her whole body were excited.

It's sativa!

This is the plant she has come into contact with the most in recent days, and it is absolutely impossible to admit that she is mistaken.

The fact that this forgotten mansion actually hides a piece of paper that smells of herbs is surprising in itself. Nanyue's hand holding the piece of paper began to tremble slightly. Looking at a cabinet of clothes and this dusty hall, her eyes gradually lit up.

Wan Yanmin said that Xia Ji used to live in this palace.

She had received the same news from almost all the important people - Xia Ji was a master of using poison. This woman, like Nan Aotian, is a closed disciple of the Poison King.

It was she who betrayed the first emperor and colluded with foreign enemies to completely disrupt the situation in Sichuanyin.

It was she who used Gu for five-year-old Wan Yan Min, causing all the regrets of his life.

It was she who caused the destruction of the Yan family.

In other words, she is the evil demon who has done all the evil things in their mouths.

If these clothes were left by Xia Ji, if this piece of paper was also deliberately and carefully hidden in her clothes, then this piece of paper would definitely not be a simple and useless white paper. Will this be ...... on paper

Will......

Nanyue happily put the piece of paper under her nose and sniffed it carefully, the faint smell of alfalfa at the beginning became stronger and stronger, penetrating into her nostrils, teasing every olfactory nerve.

If the things in the side garden of Sheng Xuan Palace were here now, she would immediately have thousands of things to verify. All the herbs that had been tried, all the results that had been recorded, were all in her and Chuanling's small bedroom.

But now my hands are empty.

What to do, I don't know where it is now. She now had ten thousand ideas in her mind waiting to be implemented, all of which were in the way of this empty temple where there was nothing.