"Yes, the imperial sister-in-law walks slowly!"

Rong Wujing turned sideways and made way for her.

“……”

Squinted at his arm, there were still white onion fingers left in the illusory place.

Rong Wujing turned to look at the closed door of the hall, pursed his lips, and walked away.

Since entering the palace, he has lived in Fengyi Palace.

Why did Rong Wujing say again, where is the place of succession.

Although it was located in the middle of the Imperial Palace, it was very quiet.

Where exactly does it do?

Gui Chu couldn't think of it for a long time, so that night, a figure stepped into the secluded dormitory.

Gui Chu dodged the guards who were touring outside and gently closed the window door.

The moonlight shone through the door of the temple and sprinkled some light and shadow so that Gui Chu could see clearly.

Neat and old furnishings, generous and simple decoration.

Gently hit the cabinet under the hand, very clean, no dust.

It seems that someone cleans it every day.

At the beginning of Guichu, he opened the bead curtain and entered the inner sanctum.

Beds, sleepers, tables and chairs, hanging ornaments......

There is no strange place, and there is no place to hide things.

Gui Chu blinked his eyes and looked at the cabinet on the left.

"Bang!"

The small lock fell to the ground, and Gui Chu gently opened the cabinet.

Simple three-layer lattice, nothing but needle and thread, silk scarf.

"Could it be that I'm overthinking?"

After muttering a few words, Gui Chu lowered his eyes, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind.

"This is soaked in silkworm silver wire, you can't open ......"

“……”

Gui Chu reached out and took out the thickest one of the white threads in the pile.

"Silkworm Silver Silk ......"

I flipped it twice, and there were a few blurs.

Lifted up, returning to squint.

"It's a ...... of blood"

It's old bloodstains......

Guichu suddenly remembered the strange letter.

The letter left for her was locked in a closet, with a bloody silkworm silver thread......

What is there in this, she doesn't know.

"Could it be that back then—"

Gui Chu's self-talk was not finished, and in the next moment, the sneaky figure turned into a dark light and flashed out of the dormitory.

"Bang!"

A small voice was heard, and the window closed quietly.

Silence returned......

The two figures dispersed as soon as they touched it, and they paused and took a step back.

"Who?"

Under the black mask, the bloody red lips were gently hooked.

"It's fate, little guy, let's see you next time."

is low and hoarse, and there is a cool smile in the deliberately concealed voice.

Gui Chu didn't speak, and let the red shadow turn into a streamer and disappear into the quiet air.

The air was a little quiet, and Gui Chu clenched his trembling hand and turned to leave.

"Niangniang, Lord Heyi is here."

When I first stepped into the hall, I saw Heyi with a smile on his face.

Gui Chu looked at the group of people behind him, a little helpless.

"What's it again?"

Since a while ago, every few days, Rong Dumpling would stuff things into her palace, big and small, and careful.

I don't know who taught her, if she didn't accept it, this group of people would stand outside the palace and never leave.

"Niangniang, this is the dress and jewelry that the Lord ordered the Imperial Garment Workshop to carefully make, they are all samples you like, do you want to take a look?"

"No need, let's put it in!"

Seeing her nodding, Heyi hurriedly asked the palace maid to put her clothes in, and then turned her head to look at Gui Chu.

"Niangniang, today's government affairs are busy, and the lord is afraid that he will not be able to come to Xuandu, so you must go to bed early."

When I returned to my heart, I quickly smiled.

"I know, you have to take a good look at him, and you can't let him forget about business while he is dealing with political affairs."

"Yes!"

Heyi responded with a smile and retreated with a group of people.