What Zhao Fuling gave, Ying Qi didn't know how much it was worth at first.

Because Zhao Fuling had a rash attitude, and randomly picked out a few to give to Sun Yiyue and peony, he also felt that these things were really not worth any money.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the thing came out, it was curious and liked by many people.

Later, these things even went to the point of looting.

Especially the magnifying glass.

"The elders in Beijing like magnifying glasses the most, and a magnifying glass sells for a sky-high price of three hundred taels, and some people are scrambling to buy it, and even fight for it." Ying Qi sighed with emotion, "My subordinates have been in Beijing for so many years, and I never knew that so many people would be so generous. ”

Compared with these low-key people who don't show their wealth, their masters can be called poor!

Poor to home!

Li Jingmo listened to Ying Qi's words quietly, and remembered the scene where Zhao Lingling pinched his chin and raised his eyes to look over......

Suddenly hooked his lower lip.

Then, he quickly regained his composure and gently advised: "Someone will come to search at any time in the next few days, and there is no need to take out the things for the time being, we may evacuate at any time." ”

Ying Qi couldn't wait to leave now, so he nodded happily.

The two stopped, but Li Jingmo couldn't sleep.

What came to his mind was Zhao Fuling's vivid face during the day. Thinking of the other party's injured arms and necks again, the guilt can't help but come out little by little.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply got up.

Ying Qi was alert, immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Master?" ”

Li Jingmo put on his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed for a while, before he said while changing his clothes: "I can't sleep, go out for a walk." ”

Ying Qi was a little surprised, and after a while, he found that Li Jingmo was actually wearing a night suit.

He felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he didn't want to ask too much, so he could only watch Li Jingmo get up and walk out.

The night was as dark as ink, and Li Jingmo's figure only flashed in the courtyard for a moment, and then disappeared immediately.

……

There are still lights lit in Chonghua Palace.

Zhao Fuling slept a lot in the morning, and she didn't feel sleepy at this time, so she lay on the bed and read the book.

The things were collected with the help of Yuan Zhi, and I heard that they were loved by the Empress Dowager Yun when she was a concubine in the past, so they were all stored in the Yongshou Palace.

Now Empress Dowager Yun doesn't like to see these anymore, so she fell out and went to the hands of the concubines in various palaces.

When Zhao Fuling was a student, she also liked to stay up late, and now that she dreams of her youth, she thinks that the stories of these old-fashioned talented and beautiful women are also very interesting.

It's a pity that Peony couldn't stay up and fell asleep outside a long time ago.

There were guards patrolling everywhere outside the palace, and everyone was not worried that there would be assassins breaking in again, and Zhao Fuling didn't need anyone else to keep vigil, so she asked Aunt Yuan to go back early with a few other palace maids to rest.

Now there was silence all around, except for the occasional sound of Zhao Fuling turning the pages of a book.

When I saw that the male and female protagonists were forced to separate, and the two of them cried bitterly, the wick suddenly shook, and there seemed to be a black shadow outside the window.

Zhao Fuling raised her head keenly, but she didn't see anything.

She turned her head to look at the wick, was silent for a moment, and suddenly heard someone knocking on the window.

"Knock knock!"

Three very light sounds!

Zhao Fuling's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, she threw down the book and walked to the window.

She gently pushed open one of the windows, but instead of looking to the left and right, she raised her head precisely.

happened to be in line with Li Jingmo's eyes.

Li Jingmo: "......"

He jumped down lightly, hiding in his night clothes, only a pair of eyes looking at Zhao Fuling were cold and bright.

"Miss Zhao." He whispered.

The voice was clear and clean, and this time he did not deliberately lower it, but revealed his original voice.