"Back to the princess, the slave is the subordinate of the Wind Courtyard." Fengyuan is the courtyard where Nan Wufeng rewarded Fengwu, then she is Fengwu's maid, Mu Xi approached the lump of fabric held by the maid and sniffed: "Why does this dress smell bloody?" ”

, a faint smell of blood, should have dried for several days.

The maid knelt down, buried her head and said in fear: "Return to the princess, this is a dress that the wind dance girl does not wear, and the slave and maid have to dispose of it."

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"I didn't say anything to you, get up, don't kneel at every turn, why haven't I seen your master recently"

Mu Xi looked helpless, she looked so fierce and vicious.

"Back to the princess, the Wind Dancing Girl hasn't been back to the house for a month, and the injuries she suffered before leaving haven't healed, and I don't know what happened now."

As soon as the maid thought of this, she was worried, so that they would be their master and servant.

Mu Xi was not surprised by the departure of the wind dance, this wind dance was sent by the wolf cangguo, Nan Wufeng did not give her a name in the Yanwang Mansion, but just treated her as a distinguished guest, and called the subordinates to serve her well, there is no limit to her actions, she is an idle character, Nan Wufeng left the palace, she left, and no one will know and pay attention to it, but seeing that this maid mentioned the injury of the wind dance, her expression looked very strict, after all, the wind dance also saved her, so she asked casually: "Why is it injured?" Didn't call for a royal doctor? ”

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"The girl said that she went out and met a few hooligans on the land, and she didn't comply, so she cut her arm, which was not honorable, so she let the slave hide it."

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It doesn't look like she's lying, just a little confused, I still remember the first time I talked to her, she had some fists and feet, how could she get hurt, maybe there were a lot of people, I looked at the old clothes in the maid's hand again and said, "Well, stand down"

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Over the course of a month, in order not to be idle and kill time, Mu Xi shared some of the big and small things in the house.

In the tent, Mu Xi faced the account book, the accounts of the ancients were definitely a pediatric for her, a college student, all of them were elementary school mathematics, but the accounts were cumbersome, dense, and required great patience and carefulness, and Mu Xi looked boring.

She extinguished the candle, and in the dimly lit tent, she lay down on the wooden table and fell asleep.

Until a blinding ray of light shone through the crack in the door.

Mu Xi turned his head sideways, blocking the bright light in front of him with his hand, someone is about to come in, it should be Mr. Tent.

Outside the crack in the open door, Mu Xi waited for a long time, but the man did not come in for a long time.

Isn't it Mr. Tent at the door?

Just as he was thinking, the door was completely open, and all the light shone in, and Mu Xi raised his vigilance, and tiptoed under the table.

The man looked cautiously, and when he came in, he closed the door again, and the tent was dark and quiet, and no one would have expected that there would be a man hidden under the wooden case in this room.

Mu Xi lay at the bottom of the table, listening to the small steps, and the neutral robe covered the lower half of the man's body, unable to distinguish the gender.

In order to know what this person was going to do, Mu Xi held his breath and pricked up his ears, and then, the sound of turning over the table and the cabinet should be the sound of turning over the book and tearing the book to be precise.

Is it really a thief?

This smoke king's mansion will not be so sloppy, and he will casually enter a thief.

Until he heard the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps walking away, Mu Xi got out from under the wooden case and hurriedly followed, but there was no longer half a figure in sight.

She returned to the tent and examined the contents of the tent, and there was no silver note or silver penny left except for the messy ledger.

Not a robbery?

So what does it do?

She wondered, what else was of value in this tent?

Looking at the scattered ledgers, Mu Xi had to slowly sort them out.