At night, the palace lamps hanging all over the palace are lit up one after another, and the bright yellow light attracts groups of mosquitoes and moths, which flutter their wings and fly around the palace lanterns, like a lost person, desperately looking for a way out.

Li Yihan found Qing'er in the inner courtyard where everyone avoided. The inner courtyard is the private room of the Anbei Palace, and the place where everyone in the palace makes mistakes and is punished.

The wrinkled old woman drugged Qing'er, and she told Li Yihan that the maidservants who participated in the beating of Qing'er were being punished. Li Yihan was puzzled and offered to go to the torture room to teach the wicked a lesson.

The old lady refused unkindly. Because there are rules in the inner courtyard torture room, no one is allowed to enter without the pass token of King Anbei. Li Yihan had nothing to do, so he helped the limping Qing'er back to the Snow Garden.

The snow garden is also hung with bright palace lanterns, but the snow moon and spring are nowhere to be found. She glanced at Xue Yue's dark bedroom and let out a laugh that made Qing'er shudder.

"Miss, what are you going to do?" Qing'er smelled the smell of danger, and her face tightened.

Li Yihan rolled his eyes and said, "Do what I have to do." ”

Li Yihan didn't explain much, and went into Xueyue's bedroom. Qing'er's mood fell into boundless darkness with the sound of 'dong' closing the door.

Li Yihan rummaged through the cabinets in the room, even in the corners. I found a sweaty head, and I didn't find a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, let alone a plain note with Xueyue's handwriting. She walked to the table in a depressed mood, and her fingers habitually began to tap on the table, making a thumping sound.

Why can't I find it? Li Yihan pondered. Could it be that Xue Yue had already anticipated her thoughts, so she hid it.

"Where will it be hidden?" Li Yihan muttered to himself.

The sound of percussion suddenly reminded Li Yihan of the matter of searching for the secret grid in the master's room with Jing Feng. Jing Feng relied on tapping to find the dark grid. Li Yihan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he turned to find the mechanism.

The trap is hidden under a jade tile directly below the table. Li Yihan pried open the unstable jade floor tile, revealing a deep square pit with a box made of iron in the pit.

The tin box is not locked. Li Yihan opened the box excitedly, and there was a gold-encrusted gem-encrusted treasure gourd bottle and a locked wooden box.

"Snow ...... Snow Boy! Qing'er's timid voice came into Li Yihan's ears.

Li Yihan was a thief, quickly covered the iron box, lifted the jade floor tiles and prepared to put them back in place, but it was too late.

Xue Yue pushed the door and saw a messy bedroom, but she was not angry, but squinted at Li Yihan.

The misdeeds were revealed, and the embarrassment and embarrassment were intertwined in Li Yihan's complicated expression, and she forgot to put down the jade floor tiles for a while.

"Madame still has a habit of stealing?" Xue Yue's eyebrows and eyes were bent, and she walked over as if nothing happened, bent down and picked up the jade floor tile in Li Yihan's hand, and gently filled in the vacant place. He put the table back in place.

Li Yihan was weak, his face was hot, and his mouth was still strong: "I didn't take it again." It doesn't matter who the thief is! ”

She pointed in the direction of the dark grid and asked, "Why is the prince's gourd bottle here with you?" ”

"This gourd bottle was originally photographed by me, so naturally it is here!" Xue Yue sat down and picked the candle flame that was about to be extinguished.

On the day of the proposal, Xue Yue said that the gold-inlaid gem-encrusted gourd bottle belonged to the prince, and Li Yihan should have known what it meant when he asked for it. The corners of Li Yihan's mouth twitched, comprehending the meaning of Xueyue's words, and asked rhetorically: "You also asked the prince for me?" ”

Xue Yue's mouth was fast, and she replied with a 'yes'.

Xueyue seemed to be afraid that Li Yihan would not understand, and added: "I saved the prince's life, no matter what I want, the prince will not refuse." ”

Gratitude is sometimes not a good thing, because many people love to take advantage of other people's indebtedness and grab things that cross the bottom line, but they never feel that they are wrong.

Li Yihan's eyes were full of murderous aura: "Why did you marry me?" ”

"Didn't you take a fancy to me and ask me for a gourd bottle?" Xue Yue's solemn expression revealed a hint of shyness.

Li Yihan couldn't have imagined that she dug a pit and buried herself: "The gourd bottle is in the warehouse, and you will be returned." I already have a sweetheart, so we must reconcile! ”

Xue Yue's face was embarrassed: "Aren't you embarrassed for me?" ”

"And what are you embarrassed about?" Li Yi smiled coldly.

"I'm illiterate!" Xue Yue was sitting precariously, but what she could say was extremely untenable.

Li Yihan wanted to cry without tears. She tossed for so long in order to find the letter left by Xue Yue, which she used to imitate her notes to write a book and leave it. Now Xueyue said that she was illiterate.

No wonder there was not even pen and ink in the room.

Xue Yue smiled awkwardly: "Don't tell outsiders about this." ”