A heavy rainstorm made the cold palace look even more bleak. The grass is crooked. It was only overnight that the branches of the sporadically planted old trees grew a little greener.

Step on the grass carefully. Ji Yuluo came to the dilapidated house where Yun Ziwen and Jiang Ruxue lived.

The table top is clean and free of rubbish, and the floor tiles are free of garbage. It's just that the bedding on the plank bed in the corner is messy, and one corner is still falling on the edge of the bed.

This house was not even cleaned up with a tea cup, which shows that Yun Ziwen specially cleaned it when he left. The bedding was washed white and colorless, and the messiness may have been just to create a barren verisimilitude.

Out of the threshold, I looked up at the sun in the west, and lowered my eyebrows, but my eyes suddenly gathered.

Under the skirt, half of the shallow yellow mud footprints that have dried are exposed.

Gently retreating into the house, he found that there were no mud footprints in the house, only on the steps. And the mud mark on the staircase should be a woman's in terms of size.

Since Yun Ziwen and Jiang Ruxue left, who else will come to the cold palace?

Last night's rainstorm, the rain did not stop until midnight, and the people who came should have arrived as soon as the rainstorm stopped.

Don't...... Could it be that the person who came was the mysterious man, or maybe the boy?

No, it's a woman's footprint.

The situation shows that in addition to the boy and the mysterious man, there is also a third person who knows that Yun Ziwen and Jiang Ruxue live in the cold palace. The man was still a woman. And this woman is in the palace.

So, what is that woman doing here? Could it be that she already knew that Yun Ziwen and Jiang Ruxue had been taken out of the palace by herself?

In an instant, several horrified thoughts flashed through her mind, and Ji Yuluo looked inside the room again. Now, she felt it was all the more necessary for her to search the house carefully.

In addition to the bed, there was the table by the window.

There was nothing on the table, it was clear at a glance.

Since Yun Ziwen cleaned up the house so cleanly, it can be seen that he doesn't want to leave a trace. It can also be seen that the quilt was messy by the woman who came in. The woman seemed to be rummaging through things, just like her.

She soon discovered that the corner of the quilt had been torn apart an inch in size. But when I took it apart a foot long, I didn't find anything.

Discouraged, he re-emerged from the house, his eyes swept over every place he could. Suddenly, she noticed scattered white spots in the grass in the distance.

The small, scattered white dots, if you don't look closely, you think they are small white wildflowers blooming in the weeds.

She approached and picked it up ecstatically, only to find that it was confetti that had been torn apart and crumpled into a ball.

Confetti is the highest grade paper of this era, and it is also paper that only people in the royal family and famous families can afford. It is the same kind of paper as the paper that Tianlou gave her. It's just that this confetti seems to be some years old, slightly yellowed.

Could this be the note written by the mysterious man? But just threw it into the grass, was it Yun Ziwen who threw it? Or is it that the woman who came after the rain found it and tore it apart and scattered?

Picking them up one by one, there were about seven or eight pieces. Turn on smoothing. Most of the small shredded paper has no words on it. But there were two fragments with two words written on them. One summer, one male.

These two words look like they come from the same person. But if you look closely, the word 'gong' is rough and weak at the end. The word 'summer' is different, the pen is smart, the end is flexible, and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances. Looking closely, there is something wrong with the word 'summer'.

That's wrong, Ji Yuluo can't say. But one thing is for sure, confetti was thrown by people after the rain. Because every scrap of paper shows no signs of getting wet.

When you look up, you can see the barren grass in your eyes.

The cold palace is already windy, and I think some of the confetti falls on the soil, some fall on the grass, and some drift away with the wind. And the wee hours are too long until now. It's so hard to get together these scraps of paper that have been shredded and thrown away, it's simply impossible.

Ji Yuluo left two pieces of crumbs with words written on them, and the rest were scattered.

Looking at the blank confetti flying back into the grass, he turned around and returned to the door of the house, and carefully compared the size of the footprints with his hands before walking the way he came.

Out of the cold palace, pass through a hexagonal pavilion among flowers. If you don't have a clue, you will be lazy and have no energy. And he went to rest.

Not long after, there was a sudden and messy slight sound behind her, and she slowly turned her head, and saw the sky tower and a guard walking through the path between the flowers.

Tianlou Jian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking worried and anxious. When his eyes collided with Ji Yuluo, there was a little warm smile on his face.

Yin Ziyan hugged him. Although he is too different from himself, he still looks like a jade tree in the wind and is full of luxury.

In Ji Yuluo's empty eyes, Tianlou waved his hand to the guards who followed as he walked. The guard saluted him and her, and then quickly left.

Adorning green surrounded the woman. She raised her eyebrows lightly, and her bright eyes were misty and dewy, and she was confused. Half-silent and half-cold stared at him. Tianlou's heart beat slightly.

Approaching, Xiang Ji Yuluo symbolically hugged his fist, "Princess! Why are you here? Xiao Zhao has been looking for you for a long time. ”

"I went to Ruhua Palace to take a look, and when I came out, I was tired, so I rested here." Ji Yuluoyu formed a fist with her hand and gently pounded her leg, as if it was really sour there.

Tianlou sat down on top of the beauty, and many images flashed in front of him.

In the court this morning, when Ji Ming proposed that the southern army withdraw from the southern city gate, the Manchu dynasty was controversial. The interest faction headed by Xiahou Liu was in favor, and the right faction led by Xiahou Fu was resolutely opposed. The excuse was simply that it was not safe for the Southern army to withdraw from the palace outside the city.

There was infighting in Xiahou's family, and Jiang Gu, who was exquisite, and a courtier who was different from each other became the audience.

There was a fierce dispute within the Xiahou clan, and Xiao Gang was coincidental, and finally Xiahou Fu was frustrated and compromised.

Hiding in the court partition, Tianlou was slightly at ease, but he threw such a big bait to do such a thing, and the second step can be said to be full of thorns and not easy to implement. Therefore, let Ji Ming not announce it for the time being, and talk about it slowly.

After breaking up with Ji Ming, he got the news and learned that Ji Yuluo had left the Yunluo Palace and her whereabouts were unknown, he was afraid that she would have any dangerous actions, and he was anxious to look for her everywhere. When he found her, his heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally fell safely.

In silence, Ji Yuluo said intentionally or unintentionally: "I got up this morning and read a book for a while." I don't know a single word.

As she spoke, she secretly watched Tianlou's reaction.

Tianlou didn't think about it, and smiled at her sincerely, "Can you remember?" Write it out and take a look. ”

Ji Yuluo nodded, there happened to be a broken branch between the flowers, picked it up, and wrote the word 'summer' in the mud under the flowers, but it was deliberately written crookedly, and it was written incorrectly.

Tianlou took the broken branch in his hand, and also wrote the word 'summer' carefully in the mud. When he put pen to paper, he said, "There are two paintings in this, not one." ”

The words of Tianlou are written with spirit, and the end is flexible. The words are elegant and neat, like falling green pines, like others, they have the temperament of Top Ambition. It's not the same as the words on the scraps of paper.

Ji Yuluo was in a happy mood, so she simply took the broken branch in Tianlou's hand again, wrote the word 'gong' in the mud, and said in her mouth: "I can't write this word beautifully." What's the secret? ”