The Seventh Prince smiled sheepishly and said, "Just asking, I mean asking."

"It depends on your performance. Maybe someday, when the lady is in a good mood, she will give you one." Shang Ruoyi said lightly.

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Prince's eyes lit up.

Until the end of the auction, Shang Ruoyi never took a fancy to any item again.

At night, Shang Ruoyi came to the window, took out a gray bird from the space, and tied the written note to the gray bird. She had been away from Tianshun for so long, and wondered what the situation was like over there.

That day, Lanqing Palace caught fire. When she wanted to use space to escape, Ling Feng's voice suddenly appeared. It was him who escaped from the secret door with them.

She never expected that Ling Feng was so familiar with this palace.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"It's me." Ling Feng said in a low voice.

"Come in." Shang Ruoyi whispered, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"Excuse me, but there is one thing I want to confirm with you."

"What's up?"

"Can you let me see the picture you took today?" Ling Feng looked cold and a little anxious: "This is extremely important to me."

Shang Ruoyi handed the remnant to Wang: "Why, do you know?"

놛 looked at the 눓 picture and said in a deep voice: "I have seen it."

"When? Where?"

Ling Feng whispered: "In my father's secret room."

Shang Ruoyi's heart trembled when she heard this.

"When I was very young, I accidentally broke into my father's secret room. In the center of the room, there was a fragment of this map. I wanted to take it, but my father beat me up and ordered me not to mention it again. Not long after, our Ling family was wiped out, and I never saw this map again."

Hearing this, Shang Ruoyi couldn't help but frowned. The Ling family had a copy of the map, but it was missing. Her mother, who was also from the Wei family, also had a copy. These two were merchant families that had existed in the previous dynasty. No one knew where the Cong family got their copy from. According to Cong Fangzhi, someone had already targeted their family. Now there was still a copy in the Western Regions. It seemed that the demise of the Wei and Ling families was related to this map. Now all they needed was a piece of paper to complete the map.

"The one in my father's secret room is different from this one." Ling Feng pointed at the picture and said, "I remember it very clearly. There was a bright yellow mark on that picture."

I guess that's where the treasure is.

After Ling Feng left, Shang Ruoyi entered the space again and poured energy into her eyes several times, trying to complete the remaining pictures, but she failed after many attempts.

"Never mind. Forget it."

Early in the morning of the next day, Shang Ruoyi had just finished breakfast when the Seventh Prince came over and said, "Now that the auction is over, do you want to go to the Imperial City for a stroll?"

Shang Ruoyi nodded. She also wanted to go to the capital of the Western Region. "Before that, I want to go somewhere."

She walked out of the Lu family and was about to go to the house that the Qiao family had given her when she saw a carriage parked at the door.

"But Mr. Rujun?"

Shang Ruoyi raised her eyebrows slightly. The Seventh Prince behind her saw her and whispered, "Butler Zhou." He walked to Shang Ruoyi and said, "He is the butler of the City Prince's Mansion."

"This old servant pays his respects to the Seventh Prince."

"No need to be polite."

Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"My master invites you." Butler Zhou said softly, "My young master said that you must come."

"Young Master?" Shang Ruoyi said calmly, "Is your young master Princess Luoyun or the prince?"

"He is the prince."

Since her brother invited her, she naturally had to go.

The carriage drove for a while and finally stopped.

After getting off the carriage, a quaint house appeared before our eyes.

"Please come in, sir."

When Shang Ruoyi walked in, her eyes lit up.

This house actually feels somewhat familiar, and it doesn't look like the Xiling royal style.

Just as the Seventh Prince was about to enter, two guards with official robes stopped him at the door.

"What does this mean?"

"Seventh Prince, I am truly sorry, the prince has only invited Master Rujun."

The Seventh Prince thought he had heard wrongly: "Your Highness can't even enter the door?"

"To be honest, this house was designed by our princess. Without the prince's approval, not only you, but even the emperor cannot enter."

"You!" The Seventh Prince glared at the guard, then turned to Shang Ruoyi and said, "I'll wait for you in the car."

If someone else said such words, it would be disrespectful, but if the King of the City said so, even if he kept talking all day long, the officials would not dare to say a word.

Butler Zhou brought her to the main hall, where Prince Cheng and Jun Zegan had been waiting for a long time.

As she walked in, a smile appeared in Jun Ze's dry eyes, and King Cheng looked a little dazed, as if he had seen an old friend.

I can't believe that there can be two strangers so similar in this world.

"Greetings, Prince."

Her voice reached his ears, and the King of the City came back to his senses.

"I wonder why the prince and the prince called me here?" Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "Could it be that the prince wants to get back at Princess Luoyun?"

"Your Majesty is not so narrow-minded." The City King smiled and said, "I just want to see the remnant of the picture you took."

"Your Highness is interested in this?" Shang Ruoyi took out the broken piece and said, "I have been very interested in Qimen Dunjia and the anecdotes of the book since I was a child. When I saw the broken piece at the auction that day, I couldn't help myself. I didn't mean to argue with Your Highness. If I have offended you, please forgive me."

"It's okay." The city king's eyes fell on the picture, with a hint of hope in his eyes: "This is not what the king is looking for."

I rubbed my fingers on the picture for a few times. The material is exactly the same as Jiaer's.

놛 returned the 눓 picture to Shang Ruoyi and whispered, "King 녤, I remember you once said that your mother had passed away. Have you ever seen 놛?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Jun Zegan coughed a few times and his eyes fell on Shang Ruoyi: "Your mother, is she dead?"

Shang Ruoyi nodded without any guilt: "That's what my mother said."

Jun Zegan looked at his father with some sympathy. What happened back then that made his mother so determined?

"So you haven't met your father?"

"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with the prince." Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "You are asking so many questions that I would think I am your child who has been separated for many years."

"Puff! Cough cough cough." Jun Zegan originally wanted to drink some tea, but ended up spraying it all out. This was the only time he was in a state of unconsciousness since he was born.

Looking at Shang Ruoyi, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that his younger sister was really courageous!

놛 looked at 놛's father, and sure enough, 놛's father was also startled.