Huang Fuyan learned to be smart this time, and he didn't go in, so he stood at the door and said.

The main entrance of Kunning Palace was wide open, and he stood on the side of the side door, glanced in with his eyebrows raised, and cleared his throat, "Yao'er, let's talk." ”

After tossing for so many days, Zhuang Siyao really didn't bother to pay attention to him, seeing that he was so knowledgeable that he didn't even enter the door, she was also happy, she was still looking at the topographical maps of various countries in the warm collapse of the outer hall, but now she simply got up and walked to the inner hall.

Huang Fuyan drove out all the eunuchs and palace maids, and stood a hundred miles away from Kunning Palace, making sure that they really couldn't hear what he was saying, so he bowed down and admitted his mistake, "Yao'er, the child's is also very sad, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is ignorant, I don't know how to find out before making a decision, it's also that I'm too careful, not so generous, when I think of you ...... with other men."

He quickly interrupted halfway through this, Zhuang Siyao was most disgusted by him saying this, and she was most disappointed that he didn't trust her, and he remembered all of this.

"You're always going to give me a chance to mend my ways, aren't you? You can't just beat me to death with such a rod! And I love you with all my heart! The child is gone, you can conceive again, I will give you as many as you want, but don't ignore me, don't talk to me......"

His voice was aggrieved, and the whole person leaned on the exquisitely carved door of the main hall, chattering like an old woman, "I'm most afraid that you will ignore me, you can punish me as much as you want, I can accept it...... I will definitely believe you in the future, I will believe whatever you say, and I will never doubt you again......"

There was no movement inside for a long time, and Huangfu Yan stretched out his head in wonder and glanced inside, except for a few pieces of rice paper on the warm collapse that were blown up by the breeze and lifted the corner pages, the person was no longer there.

Huangfu Yan tentatively shouted, "Yao'er......" No one answered, he tiptoed in.

The soft wind blew from the window, and the rice paper on the table blew more undulating floats over, Huang Fuyan caught it, but was startled by the detailed picture outlined by the wolf pen on it.

This is the most elaborate layout of the Flame Palace, combining several topographic maps, and it can even be seen that the buildings and terrain that have been replaced are filtered out, and this map is so detailed that even the dog caves of the Cold Palace are outlined......

Huang Fuyan had no doubt that if someone got this map and deployed it slightly, it was not impossible for the Flame Country to be destroyed in an instant without organs.

What exactly is she trying to do?

His eyebrows tightened, and he strode over to the warm collapse, looking through the things on it, one by one more shocked, this is the topographic map of each country, and the detailed Cheng dù of each copy is by no means inferior to the Flame Country, he doesn't know how she got these things, but there is one thing, which is becoming clearer and clearer in his heart.

A woman, without an army, made such a precise map of the terrain, did she want to take these drawings to the enemy? Or do you want to travel around the world?

No matter which one it is, you can't avoid the word "escape"!

Huang Fuyan's heart was pinched up in an instant, his eyes flashed back and forth, and he didn't know what to do.

The green tendons on the back of his hand beat hideously, the fingertips pinching the drawings turned white, his lips were tightly pursed, and dark red rose in his eyes,

The dark color from hell is suppressed all over the body.

Huangfu Yan tried his best to calm his feelings, calmly put the drawings that he had unconsciously burned half into the slag hopper, and walked towards the inner hall.

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[Slag bucket: also known as daddy bucket, spit pot, is a traditional handicraft of the Han nationality with a long history, originated in the Jin Dynasty, used to hold spit. 】