Li Yu took advantage of King Jing's absence to transform into the body of a young man.

This was the first time he used the transformation skill to transform outside the system. It was inevitable that he was excited, but he knew that he had something very urgent to do, so he had to suppress his excitement as much as possible.

After changing back to human form, he still had no clothes to wear, but that was nothing. Li Yu took out a new set of underwear and underpants from the closet and put them on. The transformation skill could not last long, and did not allow him to do anything else. Before he could finish writing the letter to Ye Qinghuan, he could just wear it casually. After

putting on his clothes, Li Yu rolled up the sleeves of his underwear, which were still a little long, to reveal his white arms. He carefully looked at the items on the table. The pens and inks that King Jing had prepared were all there, but he couldn't just use them. If he left traces and was discovered by King Jing, all his efforts would be wasted.

Li Yu thought about how the eunuchs in charge of cleaning the house put things away when he was bored. He walked to the eight-treasure grid based on his memory and opened the drawer in the middle grid. Inside were the spare pens and inks. Li Yu took out a brush, a stack of rice paper, and a piece of ink tablet that was neither old nor new from the innermost.

In ancient times, one had to grind ink before writing. Ink was ground from ink tablets. Li Yu had seen King Jing grind ink, and it was easy to copy him. However, he could not find another inkstone, and he could not directly use the square inkstone on the table. This was King Jing's thing, and the inkstone was clean... If he ground ink, it would be too obvious.

Li Yu curled his lips and picked up a teacup from the ground to temporarily serve as an inkstone. Now everything was ready. Li Yu placed his four treasures of the study on a corner of the table, poured some clean water into the teacup, and began to grind ink.

He had never done this job before, and he didn't know how much grinding was appropriate. When he felt that the water had turned black, he stopped and dipped his pen in some ink.

Li Yu held his chin, holding a pen, and thought about how to organize the language. He temporarily memorized a lot of words from King Jing's book, but there were still some words he couldn't write. King Jing's book was not an encyclopedia, and it was difficult for a fish to sneakily find a few words he wanted.

... Who cares? Even if I can't write some words or write them wrong, as long as Ye Shizi can understand it

, it's fine. Thinking of this, Li Yu picked up the pen and started writing the letter. He wrote several pages as drafts, revised them again and again, and only copied them out again after he read them and thought they were generally feasible. After the ink on the letter dried, he folded it up and made a simple envelope with another piece of paper to stuff it in. After

the letter was written, he just had to find a way to send it to Ye Qinghuan.

Li Yu put the written letter into his personal space for temporary storage, wiped the pen, and then put the pen, ink, and paper back to their original positions, and wiped the table where he had been.

The abandoned draft cannot be thrown away, it must be disposed of. Li Yu hesitated between burning and eating. The paper was too disgusting, and he was also afraid that King Jing would touch his stomach and find something strange, so he opened the lid of an incense burner in the room. After

everything was properly disposed of, the fishing system began to count down. Li Yu quickly took off all his clothes and mixed them in with the pile of clothes that King Jing had worn. Later, a eunuch would come to collect and wash them, and nothing would be left.

... He felt that he was really smart and capable, and he could be a spy.

When King Jing returned to his room, the little carp was already sleeping soundly on the white stone bed. King Jing felt something was wrong as he stepped over the threshold. Although everything in the room looked the same as when he left, he subconsciously felt something was wrong.

He first looked at his fish. The little fish was lying quietly on the white stone. King Jing immediately went to check it out. The fish suddenly spit out a bubble. King Jing: "..."

The fish was fine. King Jing walked around the room slowly and finally found what was wrong.

The incense burner in his room seemed to have burned something, but it didn't smell like burning incense.

King Jing opened the incense burner and found nothing strange, but he accidentally sprinkled some ashes on the ground outside the incense burner.

Prince Jing: "..."

Unless it was necessary, Prince Jing would not allow others to enter and leave his room at will, and the servants in Prince Jing's mansion would definitely not do so.

It seemed that someone had indeed been here, and had burned something in the incense burner, and it was very likely that other tricks had been done.

Prince Jing went to find Wang Xi and asked Wang Xi to check thoroughly.

Wang Xi quickly checked the things in the room. For unknown reasons, one of the brushes stored in a drawer was missing, a stack of rice paper was missing, and a small half of the ink tablet was missing.

Prince Jing frowned. The thief who escaped last time has not been found yet, so is there another thief?

The eunuch in charge of laundry was about to take away Prince Jing's clothes for washing. To be cautious, Wang Xi stopped the person and turned over the clothes. Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Your Highness, look..."

Wang Xi quickly pulled out an inner garment from his clothes. The sleeves of this inner garment were folded up, and there were many ink stains on it.

King Jing recalled that he had not spilled ink on his inner garment recently, and this inner garment fit him well, so there was no need to roll up the sleeves.

... It's the inner garment again. Is the thief going after his clothes?

I'm afraid not.

"Your Highness, I remember the one who escaped by swimming last time." Wang Xi reminded King Jing softly.

King Jing nodded. He also felt that there would not be such a coincidence. It was probably the same person. The thief who escaped last time had not been caught, and he came back again.

What on earth did this thief want to do?

A smile flashed through King Jing's mind.

In fact, he still didn't quite believe that the innocent-looking boy could be the thief who stole his clothes several times.

And why did he steal his fish?

The reasons of being driven out by the wife and venting anger were a bit far-fetched.

King Jing felt that this boy seemed to be hiding a huge secret, but he had not discovered it yet.

But no matter what, he would never let the other party take his fish away at will.

King Jing secretly ordered Wang Xi to double the number of guards and increase the number of people to catch thieves.

The little carp was in a daze all night, and had no idea that because of his action, many more incidents occurred in King Jing's mansion.

He originally slept facing the inside of the fish tank, and accidentally turned over and faced King Jing.

King Jing and Wang Xi saw a long black mark on the fish, which had not yet been dissolved by the water.

Wang Xi was shocked. After asking King Jing for permission, he quickly took the fish out and wiped it. He found that the fish was covered with ink. King Jing: "..."

"Your Highness, look!" A eunuch also came over with a teacup to ask for permission.

For some reason, the teacup was not filled with water, but with some ink.

Why was it ink again?

King Jing saw the ink-stained underwear found by Wang Xi, the teacup filled with ink, a broken brush, a slightly used ink tablet, a missing piece of rice paper, and an incense burner that had been touched.

...That person must have used a teacup as an inkstone, written something with ink, and then burned something in the incense burner.

As for the ink on the fish...

King Jing was also wondering how the ink got on the fish.

Li Yu was still dazed when Wang Xi brought him out. The eunuch found the teacup filled with ink. King Jing was looking at the ink marks on his body, and Li Yu woke up with a start. Damn

, he was careless and didn't notice that the ink was on his hands, and accidentally smeared it on his body. After using the teacup, he put it back where it was, and forgot to pour out the ink inside first. It's true that even a wise fish can make mistakes.

King Jing might start to doubt him soon. Li Yu silently said that he must not become a spirit. He immediately pushed Wang Xi away and jumped into the teacup with some ink. He pretended to be very excited and very happy. He swam hard a few times and dyed himself darker than the cuttlefish.

King Jing had been splashed by fish countless times and had a lot of experience. He knew something was wrong as soon as the fish raised its tail. He decisively raised his sleeves to cover it and blocked most of the splashed ink spots.

Despite this, King Jing's sleeves were still visibly black. Wang Xi, who was standing next to him, did not react so quickly and had a lot of ink spots on his face.

"...Master Xiaoyu is really interested."

Wang Xi smiled and tried to smooth things over. He took out a handkerchief to wipe his face. King Jing had a blank expression on his face. It was obvious where the ink on the fish came from.

- The fish made it for fun!

Li Yu continued to act cute in the image of a cuttlefish despite King Jing's gaze that wanted to kill the fish. He finally held down his vest that was about to fall.

Now that the letter was written, it was time to consider sending it out. Li Yu thought about sending it in gifts during festivals when the two palaces exchanged gifts. No one would know about it. However, it was difficult for ordinary people to get in touch with the gifts, and it was also difficult to guarantee that Ye Qinghuan would see the letter. So he had to act when Ye Qinghuan came to King Jing's palace.

Fortunately, Master Ye was obsessed with his dog, but it was not as important as a fish. Not long after, he brought his dog to visit again.

This time, Ye Shizi brought a golden ball with him. He threw the golden ball far away, and Xiongfeng could immediately bring the ball back to him.

"No matter how smart the fish is, it is not as good as a dog." Ye Shizi felt that King Jing would be speechless.

King Jing looked at Ye Qinghuan with pity and motioned Ye Shizi to go to the fish tank to have a look.

Ye Shizi looked at it, and at first he could not see anything except a pile of gems. After a while, he saw King Jing's little fish swimming leisurely, piling up the gems high, and then holding up an aquamarine with its tail and throwing it over, knocking down the pile of gems.

King Jing's fish can actually play such a trick?

Ye Shizi was so jealous that his eyes were about to pop out: he lost again.

Xiongfeng was so excited when he saw this, and shook his tail wildly without any principles, as if he was cheering for the fish in the fish tank.

Li Yu swam over. Through the crystal tank wall, he was not so afraid of Xiong Feng anymore. He also boldly wagged his tail at Xiong Feng and teased Xiong Feng.

Xiong Feng became even more energetic. He trotted back and forth in front of the crystal fish tank, and seemed to want to jump in and play with the fish.

Ye Qinghuan: “…”

Help! Ye Qinghuan felt a little dizzy and urgently needed to rest. Wang Xijie helped him out.

Xiong Feng stayed in the house, looking at the small carp expectantly.

It stretched out its nose again and again, trying to smell him, but each time it could only touch the cold crystal.

Xiong Feng was so anxious that he barked a few times.

Li Yu's eyes lit up. If it were just him and Xiong Feng... maybe he could take advantage of this opportunity.

Xiong Feng, for your master, come and be a messenger!

Ye Shizi was dizzy and took a rest. When he turned his head, he saw his beloved dog Xiongfeng, half of his fur was wet, and there was a white envelope in his mouth, pulling his trouser legs.

What was this?