He had made up his mind, and Song Shiwei didn't try to persuade him any further.
He took out a pen and paper and drew a route map in a flash.
But perhaps because he was too focused on painting, his hands were stained with ink without him noticing.
"Okay," she put down her pen and went straight to the basin to wash her hands, washing them very carefully, not even leaving the gaps between her fingers.
She washed it back and forth three times before drying it.
While she was washing her hands, Xiao Yanli had already finished looking at the picture. He folded the paper and placed it on his chest, laughing, "Is it so disgusting?"
Song Shiwei's mind suddenly appeared the image of Taohong patting her hand.
"Of course. Who knows what she's up to? Before, she wanted to send me away and never see me again, but now she's trying to please me in every way..."
Song Shiwei paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that she also knows about the treasure of the previous dynasty?"
Xiao Yanli lowered his eyes: "It's possible. She's the only one in the mansion now. Jiang Zhaorong might not have hidden it from her."
With this refusal, looking at Taohong's behavior, everything seems to make sense.
Song Shiwei snorted coldly: "Pretending."
"Okay, I have to go now. Don't let anyone in until I come back."
Seeing Song Shiwei nodded, Xiao Yanli jumped out of the window.
…
The mansion was not big, and because a group of servants had been reduced before, Xiao Yanli hardly had to hide and he arrived at the courtyard of Jiang Zhaorong's study without any obstruction.
There were two people in front of the main gate outside the courtyard, and two people in front of the study door.
Xiao Yanli passed by the rockery beside him and entered the courtyard quietly.
Then he deliberately made some noise, and when people came to check, he took out Song Shiwei's special incense from his sleeve and passed it under their noses.
In addition to knocking people out, it can also erase people's memories for a short period of time.
After the two men fell down, Xiao Yanli dragged them into the bushes and then went into the study.
The study was very dark. Xiao Yanli walked slowly, his hand already on the secret compartment, but his gaze suddenly froze on the desk, and he exclaimed in his heart.
There was a square piece of paper on the desk. It looked like a letter. The paper was obviously old and had signs of being touched.
Xiao Yanli withdrew his hand from the secret compartment and picked up the letter on the desk.
It was a letter left by Du Wen.
Xiao Yanli read through it at a glance.
What was recorded in the letter was the same as what Song Shiwei had told him, except for the two girls.
One is a princess of the previous dynasty, and the other is the daughter of Du Wen and Jiang Zhaorong.
Although the letter said that the princess of the previous dynasty survived, would a mother really abandon her own daughter to save a stranger who had nothing to do with her?
Xiao Yanli's eyes were thoughtful. He put the letter back to the place where he picked it up and pressed the secret compartment.
Almost at the same time, Jiang Zhaorong's voice came from the courtyard: "What are you doing?!"
The veins on Xiao Yanli's forehead suddenly jumped, and he decisively withdrew his hand and hid in the corner.
Jiang Zhaorong looked at the two people lying in the grass and kicked each of them.
The two men opened their eyes in a daze and saw Jiang Zhaorong's angry face.
The two men suddenly came to their senses and fell to their knees.
These were all people carefully selected by Jiang Zhaorong. She knew that even if they wanted to be lazy, they would not be so blatant.
He raised his hand to interrupt their pleas for mercy and said in a deep voice, "What just happened? Why are you here?"
The two servants' heads were like a mess.
They didn't know why they were in the bushes, and were kicked awake by Jiang Zhaorong.
"Master, we don't know either."
Jiang Zhaorong sighed softly and turned to look at the study.
The study door was closed tightly, with no sign that anyone had entered.
Jiang Zhaorong walked forward.
The sound of him scolding the servants must have been heard, so Jiang Zhaorong no longer tried to hide it, signaled the servants to gather around, and then kicked the door open.
"Search! Search thoroughly! Don't leave any corner unsearched!"
While the servants were searching, Jiang Zhaorong carefully observed her surroundings.
He designed the study to be dim so that thieves who broke in would not be able to see anything and might accidentally knock something over and make noises.
Moreover, he would personally sprinkle dust throughout the study every day, so that as long as a thief landed there, he would leave footprints.
This was indeed the case. Jiang Zhaorong looked at the footprints and walked all the way to the desk.
Jiang Zhaorong folded the letter on the desk and pressed the secret compartment.
When the door was opened and there were no footprints, Jiang Zhaorong restored the door to its original state.
It seems that people haven't had time to go in yet.
Jiang Zhaorong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the four servants still searching, she said unhappily, "It's such a small space, how long will it take four people to search?!"
The servants: "..."
"Alright, alright, let's all go down. Be careful, if there's a next time..."
He hadn't finished speaking when the threat in his tone became apparent.
On the other side, seeing Xiao Yanli coming back, Song Shiwei quickly poured him a glass of water.
"So, what did you find out?"
Xiao Yanli swallowed the water and said, "I didn't have time. I was about to enter the secret room when Jiang Zhaorong arrived."
Song Shiwei's pupils dilated: "How could it be? He found you. How did you get out?"
"I hid in the beams, and when Jiang Zhaorong kicked the door, I slipped out," Xiao Yanli breathed softly. "After this incident, Jiang Zhaorong will surely be even more vigilant. I can't go to the study for the time being. Try to find out more from Jiang Zhaorong."
Song Shi nodded slightly, and Xiao Yanli stood up. "I should go now. Someone barged into Jiang Zhaorong's study the moment I arrived. He might get suspicious. You should be more careful and don't let him see."
…
No matter how much doubt Jiang Zhaorong had in his heart, he was still respectful when he saw Xiao Yanli off.
Jiang Zhaorong stopped laughing only after Xiao Yanli's carriage completely disappeared from sight. "You and the Sixth Prince have been together the entire time? What did you do?"
Song Shiwei had anticipated his question and brought out the explanation he had prepared long ago: "Exactly. We were just playing chess and chatting about interesting things in the room."
"That's all?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, Father, you can ask the maid in my courtyard."
Jiang Zhaorong choked and said, "Kid, I'm just concerned about you, to prevent you from quarreling again, that's all."
He walked away in a huff.
…
Liu Jie was not sent to the imperial prison, but to the palace.
Xiao Lingyu arrived later.
When he arrived, the emperor had apparently already asked him a question.
Xiao Lingyu's eyes swept over the sweaty Liu Jie and he knelt on the ground: "Father."
"I already understand the general situation," the emperor said, waving his hand to signal him to stand up. "When did you meet Ling Zizhong?"
"Your Majesty, it was after Liu Jie escaped that I went to the palace to report. When I left, I encountered assassins, and he was one of them."
The emperor nodded and asked, "Why didn't you report this to me, but instead secretly kept him in your house?"
Xiao Lingyu's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed nervously.
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