Chapter 125: The dagger belongs to Miss Zhao?

The weather is getting hotter.

Zhao Fuling sat by the stove for a while, feeling like a potato about to be baked, and her whole body was steaming with heat.

She couldn't sit still, so she simply moved outside to blow the wind.

After blowing for a while, I felt that the decoction time was long, and I didn't have the patience to spend it here all the time, so I said hello to Li Jingmo and went back to get a bucket to catch fish.

Sun Yiyue thought it was rhetoric, but when she saw that Zhao Lingling was really going, she hurriedly got up and followed.

There was no response this time, and Zhao Fuling could only go into the water in person.

But catching fish was one thing, and more importantly, she had to get the dagger up.

The bamboo net used to catch the fish was put into the water, and Zhao Fuling swam to the place where she had thrown the dagger earlier.

At the time, it was thrown casually, but the place she actually wrote down. There is a lot of silt in this lake, and the dagger has weight, so it will not drift with the tide but will sink.

But she searched for a long time, but she didn't find it.

Zhao Fuling emerged from the water in surprise and asked Sun Yiyue, "It was in this area at the time, right?" I remember throwing it here."

Sun Yiyue sat on the shore playing with bamboo leaves, and nodded when she heard the sound: "Yes, this is it."

Not far from the shore, it is also a shallow water, and they all have impressions.

But Zhao Fuling searched for it again, but still didn't find it.

She came out of the lake with a frown, wrung the wet clothes out of the water, and said, "It's gone."

"Taken by a fish?" Sun Yiyue's expression was very exaggerated, half joking and half deliberate, "Eighty percent of the big fish in the lake saw that the dagger looked good, so they took it back and laid a nest for it."

Zhao Fuling glanced at her, and didn't want to say anything, just twisted her eyebrows and thought about it.

After a long time, she said, "Last time, Ying Qi came out of the lake after we left, would he have fished the dagger away?"

At this time, Sun Yiyue also doubted, "It's possible, he shouldn't know that it's your dagger, and he guesses that he picked up the treasure and took it." But now that the other person is gone, you can't even ask if you want to."

Zhao Fuling said: "If he really finds it, he will definitely tell Du Gongzi, and I will ask Du Gongzi to know."

The surface of the lake was muddy, and the fish inside could not be seen.

Zhao Fuling glanced at it, and told Sun Yiyue: "You wait here first, and I'll come when I go."

Sun Yiyue's eyes widened, looking at Zhao Lingling's soaked clothes that vaguely outlined the arc of her body: "Are you going like this?"

"Don't get in the way, it's hot today, and it'll be dry soon."

As Zhao Lingling walked, she put on the coat and long skirt that was resting on the shore, and she pushed her wet long hair behind her back and climbed the wall directly.

Sun Yiyue was dumbfounded.

When she got to the next door, Zhao Fuling went to the small kitchen first, and the medicine on the stove had just been fried. new

By the time I went to the house with the medicine, the underwear was almost dry.

Zhao Fuling put the medicine bowl on the table, and while waiting for it to cool, she asked Li Jingmo, "Du Gongzi, did Ying Qi tell you that he once fished up a dagger in the lake?"

Li Jingmo's ears moved, raised his head to Zhao Fuling, and asked, "That dagger belongs to Miss Zhao?"

"Yes." When Zhao Fuling heard him say this, she knew that she had been picked up by Ying Qi, and her heart instantly relaxed.

"When someone came to search the Xuanhua Palace, I was worried that this dagger would arouse the suspicion of the other party, so I put it in the lake first. Who knew that I went to fish just now, but found that it was missing. I was the only one in the lake who had gone down with Ying, so I ......."

Li Jingmo paused for a moment before nodding slowly: "It's indeed us."

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