On the long palace road, Wan Jinyue walked slowly with Mu Zhi, and the cool breeze blowing in her face made Wan Jinyue shiver.

At the end of today's banquet, Shen Tan was called into the palace by Emperor Jingming, Wan Jinyue thought of the autumn hunt, and always felt that all this revealed a bit unusual, not like a simple battle for succession, but like someone was secretly pushing.

"The county lord's things have dropped." A familiar male voice came from behind the diagonal back, it was Qian Tianhe.

Wan Jinyue gently took the plain silk handkerchief in his hand, "Thank you, General Qian." "There seems to be a hard object in the center of the soft silk handkerchief, and it is probably the square note that is hidden.

She quickly put the silk handkerchief into her sleeve, and hurried out of the palace gate with Mu Zhi, staying a little longer, she would be killed by the eyes of the young ladies of the family.

Yun Yuan has been wandering in King Cheng's mansion today, and the six-year-old child looks like an adult, sitting at the desk and reading a book seriously.

This is the only son of King Cheng? Princess Cheng said that the child was scared out of illness, but now it seems that he is about half better?

There must be a dark room in the study, and Yun Yuan, who came to the study, was waiting for a suitable time.

When lunch time came, the hard-working little man finally left the study, and Yun Yuan took the opportunity to jump in and investigate carefully.

Last night, she could see King Cheng and a thin old man entering the dark room to the west of the study.

But where is the mechanism of this secret door?

Yun Yuan stood on the top floor of the bookshelf overlooking half of the study, that painting is Jiang Ziyue? She jumped off the bookshelf, stood on the desk next to her, and lifted the painting, revealing the bare wall.

She still didn't give up, she used her round hairy claws to gently press the wall, there was a mechanism, and there was a piece of this bare wall that could be pressed.

She followed the dark passage that had appeared.

Descending the steps, she came to a small world that was completely different from the study.

This is the armory. Cats' sense of smell is far more sensitive than that of humans, and as soon as Yun Yuan walked in here, she felt the smell of rust in some ironware.

This weapon is placed in the ground that is prone to moisture, and even if it is well preserved, this rust is unavoidable.

The military uniforms of the state capital armies are also available, and they are quite well prepared.

Yun Yuan, who heard the news, returned to the study along the secret passage, and she was already hungry, and she followed the aroma of rice and went straight to the back kitchen of King Cheng's mansion.

King Cheng is not at home, the food in the back kitchen is still so good? Yun Yuan hid in the firewood room of King Cheng's Mansion with most of the stolen chickens in her mouth and bit them.

When she was full, she cleaned her hands with her tongue, shook the hair on her body, and regained her spirits.

Today has been a fruitful harvest, and it would be even more complete if we could find out the burial place where King Cheng killed the woman at night.

In the afternoon in the Chengwang Mansion, a black cat was lying lazily in the grass.

"Can you share some of it, this flat burden is all on me."

"That's what I said, I'm a little taller than you, and it's normal for a heavy object to slide a little bit on your side."

Yun Yuan emerged from the repaired bushes, and a small black head emerged, and it was two little gardeners transporting soil.

The smell of fecal water seems to be mixed with a little blood, and there is something wrong with this soil.

Two small gardeners-like servants carried two large baskets of soil and went straight to the back door of King Cheng's mansion.

Yun Yuan climbed the big tree and followed the two little guys out of the house along the wall.

It stands to reason that this soil should be transported to the Zhuangzi of the Chengwang Mansion, after all, the soil is not fertile enough, and it can't grow good flowers, but it's no problem to grow crops.

The flatbed truck was loaded with six large baskets of soil, and it was probably time to go.

Yun Yuan took advantage of the gap between the cart maid and the two little florists, and secretly jumped on the cart and hid in the gap between the baskets.

From time to time, the wasteland spilled out, and the originally clean and smooth fur was now dirty.

When it finally stopped, it was a mass grave on the outskirts of Liyang, and Yun Yuan jumped off the cart and hid behind a broken mat for a shrouded body.

The stout man put baskets and baskets of soil on the open space next to the mass grave, and the man who had finished his work pushed the empty cart back to the city.

The black cat jumped on the bamboo basket, she sniffed left and right, only two baskets of dirt smelled of blood, and she struggled to dig down with her front paws.

Some were hard, they were cloth, and her paws hung in the coarse cloth, and some of them could not be withdrawn. Yun Yuan, who was ruthless in her heart, broke one of her sharp nails.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, Yun Yuan grinned widely, gasped a little cold, the smell of blood was stronger, there must be something just dead at the bottom of this bamboo basket.

Yun Yuan, who was lame on one of her front legs, shook the dirt all over her body, and walked hard in the direction of Liyang City, she desperately needed Wan Yatou's help.

"It's Ah Liang, why did Ah Liang look like this." Mi Ye, who was still young, picked up Yun Yuan, whose front paws were still painful.

"It's bleeding, you're in pain, I'll go find some rags and dip your head in water to clean it up." The little maid who was originally sweeping the fallen leaves took Ah Liang back to the side house where the little maid lived.

This is one of the four sprinkler maids in Wan Yatou's yard, and Yun Yuan had never paid attention to her before this day.

Mu Xin looked at all this with a gloomy face, I don't know what is good about this black cat, the master likes it so much.

Obviously, the master fainted on the day it came, and this cat is absolutely ominous, and it is only these little maids who don't know anything that they like to play with such beasts.

When Wan Jinyue came back from the palace, Yun Yuan's right front paw was already wrapped in rice leaves.

The grievances on her face were written on her face, Wan Jinyue looked at Yun Yuan like this, and inexplicably wanted to laugh, she picked up the black hairball that had been washed and washed back to the house.

Four days later, there was a puja at Longhua Temple.

Wan Jinyue picked up the lampshade and threw the note on the candle. This wood has a sharp eye, and it can really recognize itself at any time.

The last time they met in the wine shop, she wanted to find a chance to contact Qian Tianhe, but Muzhi followed closely behind, and it would be a little strange if she inexplicably intersected with a general she had never met.

Speaking of which, she was still afraid that Qian Tianhe would call her Miss Wan as soon as she came up.

It seems that if you want to have smooth contact with Qian Tianhe, you can only wait for the Longhua Temple puja four days later.

Wan Jinyue, who had finished handling everything, looked at the black cat lying on the round table and writing silently.

Dark rooms, weapons, rebellions, earthen baskets, suburbs, burial of corpses.

Yun Yuan barely finished writing the crooked twelve words with her left claw, and she suddenly wanted to be a man.

This period of wild cat career, quite a bit of the pleasure of the rivers and lakes, although she has no light skills but agile posture, stealing countless dried fish and chicken legs, in the major alleys and alleys of Liyang is also a bully among cats.

But since returning to Wan Yatou's side, this wild cat has become a domestic cat, and then has become a scout among cats, it is not difficult to find out this news, but this Wan girl does not understand cat language, this cat's paw writing is really awkward, especially today's self also injured his right paw.

The black cat, who missed his life so much, fell asleep on the round table.

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