"What!" Hua Kaixun stood up in surprise.

"Brother Xun, let's go to the Poetry Academy now." Wu Qiuwan also got up and said eagerly.

"It's so late, some teachers are moving, and there are people from the Lu Mansion in the Poetry Academy." Hua Qinghe reminded.

"Shocking, you go for a trip." As soon as Feng Yunmo's words fell, Jinghong went out quietly.

"I didn't expect the edict to be in our British government for so many years." Hua Kaixun said a little incredulously, "But now it's okay, the edict is in our hands, and we have a chance." ”

Feng Yunmo nodded in agreement, "Uncle, you see that we took the edict to the Lu Mansion to drop the bag, and when Ming Wei finds it, the British Mansion will not be suspicious, and at that time, whatever the Lu Mansion says, the emperor will be suspicious when he hears it, and they will say the matter of Ah He again, and the emperor will think that the Lu Mansion is trying to provoke the relationship between him and me." ”

As soon as he entered the room, he put the tablet of Lu calligraphy and painting on the table, and the upper left corner was knocked off a little bit, Wu Qiuwan sighed and picked it up in person, "I'll come, I also brought the tablet of calligraphy and painting back from Dingguo Temple." ”

Wu Qiuwan carefully looked for different places, and looked at the base, pulled hard, moved, and then forced, separated, there was a flat space inside, but Wu Qiuwan took it in and saw it, it was empty.

"This, how could this be empty." Wu Qiuwan was shocked, Hua Kaixun took it, carefully flipped through it, and there was nothing left.

"Did the people from the Poetry Academy take it?" Wu Qiuwan muttered to himself.

"It shouldn't be possible, if the people from the Poetry Academy found it, where would the people in the Lu Mansion make such a fuss like this." Hua Kaixun retorted.

"So, what about the edict?" Wu Qiuwan wondered.

Hua Qinghe looked straight at the tablet of Lu Shushu, the missing corner, the words on it, that ...... All have a familiar feel.

But where is the familiarity, she doesn't know, here it is again, this feeling, to be honest, is really a bit annoying, Hua Qinghe feels that it should be an instinctive reaction of the original owner's body.

"Uncle, aunt, it's so late today, let's go back to sleep first, you have to go to King Rui's Mansion tomorrow, and after the birthday banquet, let's discuss and find it." Feng Yunmo proposed.

That's all there is to it.

On the way back, Feng Yunmo kept wondering if the edict was not in the tablet at all, Lu Ninghao was mistaken, the illusion was scattered, and it was inevitable that his memory was affected.

"Master, go back and rest early, Ming'er is your birthday and the protagonist." Shocking Hong reminded.

"By the way, what's the difference between the room of Lu Shushu in the Poetry Academy?" Feng Yunmo asked.

"Nope." Jinghong shook his head, "It's very clean, it looks like someone cleans it every day, including the tablet, it's all wiped clean, and nothing is found." ”

"Unless it is because Miss Qinghe knocked over the tablet and fell to the ground, and the edict itself was exposed, otherwise ordinary people really can't imagine that there will be something in the tablet, after all, the deceased is big, and no one will mess with the tablet." Jinghong explained, "So my subordinates feel that either Lu Ninghao has misremembered, or it has been taken out at the beginning." ”

"You also think Lu Ninghao is mistaken." Feng Yunmo muttered in a low voice, this is the greatest possibility.

Hua Qinghe has been thinking about things, and the tablet always flashes in his mind, as well as the round copper circle, but the rest can't be imagined, and it takes a long time before he gradually falls asleep.

"Clean the dust, don't run around." A little doll of about three or four years old, dressed in a festive red waist-length skirt, staggered across the threshold of the room and ran outside, and after a while, a young woman with a smile on her face, wearing an apricot-colored skirt and holding her hair in a bun followed.

"Sister-in-law, let's go play in the garden." The little doll said with a smile.

"Qingchen, good, don't go to play, will you go back next time?" The young woman crouched down, looked at the little doll and said.

The little doll tilted her head, her face was a little lost, but she still nodded obediently, "Okay, sister-in-law, then you must take me to the garden to play next time, sister-in-law's garden is fun." ”

"Okay." The young woman smiled and picked up the little doll and walked into the house, "Let's read, sister-in-law will teach you how to read." ”

Hua Qinghe didn't know what she was dreaming about, but looking at the scene, it seemed to be between the original body and Lu Shushu.

"Sister-in-law, I already know a lot of words, and I can still recite poems." The little doll has a proud look on her face.

"Qingchen is already smart, so what kind of poem is it to carry it to my sister-in-law?"

"The emperor has never ruled the world, and he has not taken respecting the heavens and ancestors as the first priority, protecting the state before it is in danger, and ruling it in the chaos. I ...... now"

The young woman, who was smiling like a flower, suddenly looked defeated, covered the mouth of the little doll in front of her in a panic, and then looked around in panic.

"Woo-" The little doll didn't understand, but felt the young woman's trembling body.

"Clean the dust, don't carry it, don't carry it." The young woman's voice was also trembling.

The little doll nodded, looking at the young woman in front of her with a pair of ignorant eyes.

As the young woman's hand loosened, the little doll asked in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Isn't it strange that I'm learning new poetry? ”

"Actually, I'm at my sister-in-law'......"

Before the little doll could finish speaking, her mouth was covered again.

"Qing, Qingchen, promise my sister-in-law, no matter who I am in front of in the future, I can't carry this anymore, this is my sister-in-law's secret, and I can't be known by others, Qingchen has forgotten everything, ah, remember, if someone else knows, my sister-in-law will be angry." The young woman whispered in the little doll's ear, almost pleadingly, "When the time comes, Qingchen may never see her sister-in-law again." ”

The little doll who seemed to understand or not nodded obediently, "Sister-in-law, I know, I won't say it, I've forgotten." ”

The little doll's smile became more and more pleasing against the background of the red dress, and the young woman took the person in her arms and gently patted her back to sleep.

As soon as the scene turned, the young woman had a slightly bulging belly, and the delightful little doll leaned around the young woman and whispered to the child in her belly, and asked when she would go to see the beautiful garden again.

"Qingchen is good, we will never go again, okay, we will also build a beautiful garden in the British Mansion, a garden that looks better than there, okay?"

"Uh-well, then."

Then, the little doll saw the baby who was younger than herself, crying, she saw the joy of tight, and the mother said that it was the son of the sister-in-law, and it was her nephew.

"Mother, what about sister-in-law? It's been a long time since I've seen my sister-in-law. ”