Cihui didn't dare to delay on the road, and after telling Concubine Liu to go and call someone for help early tomorrow morning, she took Cao Jiangxian to set off overnight and returned to Qinglian Nunnery.

Cihui felt that it was dark and the road was far away, so Li Yan and the others would not have thought that they would go back so quickly, but they didn't think that as soon as the two of them left, a dark shadow followed behind them.

When I returned to Seirian-an, the gate of the nunnery had already been closed.

In the night, I saw that this abrupt building looked a little bleak.

The two entered through a side door.

"Master, where are we going?" Seeing that Cihui had bypassed her and her residence and entered the last floor of the courtyard, Cao Jiangxian couldn't help but be a little curious and asked.

"Don't want words, just go with the teacher." Cihui whispered.

The two of them came to the empty room where Diao Chan had been imprisoned.

Cihui cautiously glanced around, then pushed the door in.

Cao Jiangxian knew that few people usually came here.

Master Mercy came here so mysteriously, there must be something extremely secret to do,

As soon as she entered, Cihui groped for the seemingly intact wooden bed, and gently pressed down on the board, revealing the damp underground passage underneath as the bed moved slowly.

"Come in with the teacher." Cihui said, already getting in.

Cao Jiangxian followed behind Cihui and slowly entered the entrance of the cave.

Entering the square underground hall, Cihui lit the candle that was already covered in dust.

The dim candlelight pushed everything here into front of the two of them.

The messy wooden bed still sits in the middle, and the bedding on it is so damp that it seems to pinch out water.

"Miao Ling." Cihui suddenly exclaimed.

"Master." Cao Jiangxian replied. I was still wondering in my heart, since the last time Cihui said that he was no longer a person here, he had been calling himself Cao Shizhu, and suddenly he changed back, making Cao Jiangxian realize that maybe something big was really going to happen.

Sure enough, Cihui walked up to Cao Jiangxian and stared at her face.

"As a teacher, I'm going to tell you a secret about Qinglian Nunnery tonight."

"Master." Seeing Cihui's serious face, Cao Jiangxian was a little panicked, "Didn't you say that the disciple is no longer a member of the nunnery?" Does this tell me something wrong with the secret of the nunnery? ”

"This secret belongs to the hermitage, but it is not unique to the hermitage." Cihui said, "Although you have accumulated your hair, you are the only one who can take on this responsibility as a disciple of the Guanguan Temple. Although I can't bear to ask you to work so hard as a teacher, there is no way to do it. ”

"Since this is the case, please ask the master to make it clear, and the disciple will do his best."

"Okay." Cihui nodded.

Next, Cao Jiangxian was surprised to find that a flawless-looking wall slowly cracked through the middle, revealing another space behind him.

The furnishings here are simpler, except for a wooden table showing signs of decay, on which a rectangular sandalwood box with paint sits on it.

The box was so large that it took up almost the entire tabletop, and a large lock, long since corroded, hung on it, like a giant mouse crouching on it.

Cihui fumbled around her waist for a long time before she pulled out a key and inserted it into the keyhole.

After tentatively spinning a few times, Cao Jiangxian finally heard the sound from the lock opening.

Flat in the box was half a hide that had been covered with white mold.

Mercy brings the candle closer.

Cao Jiangxian saw a few zigzag lines and some strange mountain-like patterns drawn on the animal skin, which, at first glance, looked like natural folds formed by the animal skin.

"Master, what is this?" Cao Jiangxian asked.

"This is a geographical map of the dangerous places on the border of my Great Song Dynasty." Mercy replied.

Cao Jiangxian didn't realize the significance of this picture.

Cihui closes the wooden box.

"This is a hand-drawn painting by my father when he fought in the Great Song Dynasty a few years ago." Cihui said, "Back then, my father led his troops on an expedition, and he drew this map along the way, with the intention of informing other generals that they should pay attention to these dangerous places when entering the territory of the Great Song Dynasty. However, the old father was defeated and forced to return to Western Xia, and was later excluded by the ministers, and gradually fell out of favor in front of the king. Later, he was brought into the Great Song Dynasty by the poor nuns. ”

"Master, do you want to ......" Cao Jiangxian was still a little puzzled.

"This picture must not be obtained by Li Eun and others." Mercy replied.

On the way back, Cihui had already mentioned to Cao Jiangxian that he had seen Li Eun, and Cao Jiangxian realized that things were far from being as simple as he thought.

"In that case, why not destroy this picture."

Cihui smiled bitterly and did not answer.

"What does the master mean is that this Li Eun came here with the intention of stealing this map, taking it back and studying it carefully, and preparing for the capture of the Great Song Dynasty in the future?" Cao Jiangxian asked.

"The poor nun dare not assert." Cihui replied, "However, although this map was drawn a few years ago, it is all dangerous border places, and in the event of a conflict between the two countries, the Western Xia Kingdom can predict in advance where it needs to be guarded against and where the defense is weak, which is extremely unfavorable to me." ”

"Disciple understood." Cao Jiangxian took two steps back.

The princess of the Western Xia Kingdom back then was able to do this, which was really impressive.

Actually, this is not difficult to understand.

Li Eun's appearance only wanted to get this topographic map, and his disguised thoughts could only make Cihui feel hopeless; However, Concubine Liu still retains her awe of mercy, and Emperor Renzong has not forgotten this princess from another country, and often allocates some silver taels.

Most of all, Cihui does not want a dispute between the two countries.

"Does the master want the disciple to take this picture away?" Cao Jiangxian asked.

Cihui smiled and patted Cao Jiangxian on the shoulder.

"For the teacher, it is expected that Li Yan and the others will soon find this place, if you leave at this time, it will attract attention, and the teacher wants you to stay here and keep watch at all times. You are no longer a person in the nunnery, and if anyone breaks in, you can punish them, and you will not tolerate them. The teacher will bring you food on time, and will not let you out until the teacher confirms that it is safe. It's just that these days have taken your pain. ”

Cao Jiangxian once stayed here alone to take care of Diao Chan, but it was different from this time, it was so pure, it was unbearable to think about.

Cihui looked at her.

Cao Jiangxian bit her lip, which was gradually reddening.

"The disciple obeys the master's orders."

Cihui nodded.

Such a choice, mercy is also helpless.

She and Cao Jiangxian are the only ones in the entire nunnery who know martial arts, and once they are discovered here, Cao Jiangxian can still resist for a while, she is the last barrier to protect this topographic map, and perhaps the last barrier to avoid disputes between the two countries.

After dawn, Miaochen and the nuns in the nunnery learned that Cihui had returned.

At this time, Concubine Liu had also come to the Chuzhou Mansion.

Shen Pu got the report, and he didn't even wear an official uniform, so he hurriedly ran out to greet him.

Although Shen Pu had also entered the palace, he was just going to see his cousin Fei Caihe, not to mention this concubine, except for the concubine - Jiang Shuping, he had never even seen other concubines in the palace.

Concubine Liu's dignified and dignified look is naturally not something that ordinary concubines can have, and even Fei Caihe seems to be slightly inferior in front of her.

A woman's modesty cannot be supported by beauty alone.

For example, Diao Chan, the beauty of the little bird, and Chen Yuniang's soft and rigid personality are also a unique charm of women.

Some people died, but not completely......