"Where's your jade pendant? Hetian white jade, a jade pendant with gilded lettering! The jade pendant that your father gave you to carry with you, a symbol of the son of the Murong family...... You take it out! ”

When Murong Yichen heard this, he tilted his head away slightly, and he had a stubborn "jade pendant is gone...... that he had never had before"

"Gone?" I frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"Xu fell when he was fighting with that gang, and I found that I lost it when I returned to the capital." Murong Yichen lowered his head, his voice a little dull.

And I, however, became more and more distraught.

How true is Murong Yichen's words and how much is false? His jade pendant was indeed gone. And the piece of Hetian white jade that appeared in the imperial study, could it be a coincidence?

If everything he said was false, how to explain the appearance of the jade pendant in the imperial study.

If true...... Father and brother...... Don't......

And that jade pendant, does it mean that the group that chased and killed Murong Yichen was sent by Qingcang?

……

I can't think too much about everything that is true or false, Murong Yichen's body can't survive after all, so he leaves first.

It was only after he had been gone for a long time that I shivered, bent down, and took out a small piece of silk cloth from my shoes and socks.

That's what it is...... What my father left me......

I had already removed my father's flesh from the silk cloth and folded it neatly on the soles of my feet. Although it is not always comfortable to walk at first, it becomes commonplace after a long time.

Yes, I don't have the courage of my father to hide it in my own flesh and blood. What's more, I am not allowed to do so in this palace. The only thing I can do is take it close to me and put it in a place that no one can think of.

I slowly opened the piece of silk cloth, and there was nothing but dried blood.

This...... Is it really what Murong Yichen is looking for? Martial arts cheats? Heirloom?

But there was no handwriting on the silk, and there were no other clues that would make people pay attention. I'm sure that even if this thing accidentally falls on the ground another day, it will be swept away as a worn-out handkerchief by the palace people.

But my father once told me to swear that I must take care of it. This proves that it is not a simple thing......

Neither is it a simple thing...... That......

That's right!

I remember when I was young, I heard people tell stories, and it was often said that ancestors would apply potions to important things. Anything coated with potion will look like a blank sheet of paper...... If you want to make the contents of the top visible again, you can only wash them with water......

I don't know if this method can be used?

Thinking of this, I don't hesitate anymore. The curiosity in my heart is growing stronger, and if I don't hurry up and figure everything out, I'll have trouble sleeping. So, I went to find water myself, and without saying a word, I threw the silk cloth into it and scrubbed it carefully.

Oh, my God...... What do I see......

The silk cloth, which was originally only the size of a handkerchief, slowly grew larger after being invaded by water...... It's like a dry fungus that expands when it encounters moisture.

I didn't dare to move anymore, I just looked around vigilantly, for fear that someone would suddenly appear and take a look at all this.

Finally, the piece of silk cloth stopped when it became the size of a pillow. I picked up the silk cloth and searched around, but I still couldn't find a single handwriting.

Odd...... How can there be no words?

This piece of silk cloth can be used in water, which means that my method is right. But if it is just a piece of silk cloth that can be big and powerful, my father can't treat it as life.