Chapter 181

The next moment, I saw the boy put away the letter, got up, walked to the side of the bookcase, took out a mechanism box in the cabinet and opened it skillfully.

In the box was a neatly folded handkerchief and a tendril hairpin.

Seeing the boy put the letter in, ah yuan was surprised again.

This mechanism box was specially made by a famous craftsman. It is made of special materials and has complex mechanisms. It is specially used for the young master to put important things in it. The young master always burns the letter after reading it. Why do you put the letter in the mechanism box now?

But the master doesn't have to be a servant to spy.

A yuan honestly took back his sight.

Wu Tsui also put the ginkgo leaf into the box.

Subconsciously wanted to put Tianmu's feathers in, but halfway through the action, he still felt too unnecessary and strange, so he threw them in the cabinet.

This feather is really nothing unusual. If it weren't for Xu Mingyi's heart, it shouldn't even stay in the bookcase.

After putting the box away, Wu Tsui ordered ah Yuan who was guarding the outside: "take pen and ink."

A yuan quickly responded.

I know in my heart that I'm going to write back.

Hold the pen and paper. After grinding the ink, Wu Chiu doesn't have to speak. Ah yuan retreats out to watch the wind.

This guard lasted more than half an hour.

Ah yuan took a look at the dark outside - there is no doubt that this is the most tardy thing he has ever seen in his life.

"Give the letter to Sui Jiang, find a trustworthy person and send it to the capital as soon as possible. Remember, be sure to hand it to Xiaowu of Xuesheng teahouse."

Wu Tsui came out from the inside and handed the letter paper sealed with fire paint to the little boy.

"Yes."

The rain outside had stopped. Ah yuan immediately went to find Sui Jiang.

On the way, he couldn't help pinching the thickness of the envelope.

Is this a letter or a script

No wonder I heard that the young master sharpened his ink again.

Even if the envelope didn't say who it was for, his intuition told ah yuan that his childe was so abnormal that he probably had a sweetheart!

This cognition made the boy a little excited.

So when he saw Sui Jiang, he asked tentatively.

Year old Jiang shook his head.

"Haven't you heard anything in Beijing?" ah yuan asked.

"I've only been in Beijing for a few days?" asked the old Jiang.

Ah Yuan thinks so.

It seems that as soon as Sui Jiang entered Beijing, he was sent by the childe to inquire about the whereabouts of Sui Shan——

Thinking of this, ah yuan asked, "can you trace the whereabouts of Sui Shan recently?"

Before, Sui Jiang took Mr. Fang, who was bald but quite capable, and vaguely found the trace that Sui Shan was still alive.

"Recently, the childe asked us to withdraw our spies from all places and didn't stare at it anymore."

Ah yuan was stunned.

With a clue, why don't you stare?

According to his understanding of the childe, there must be only one possibility: "the childe has other plans?"

After all, Sui Shan is very vigilant and good at hiding. Childe Xu has other preparations.

"It should be." old Jiang said, "but the childe didn't say it clearly and didn't tell me to wait."

A yuan sighed slightly: "if Sui Shan is really alive, it will be difficult to trust the people around him in the future..."

Not just them.

Childe, this time, even the people in the family kept it from me.

The childe didn't tell anyone in the clan about the discovery of the trace of Sui Shan, even the prince, to prevent the leak.

The incident that happened on the way to Beijing almost killed the childe. Who was behind the scenes is still unknown——

But if we can catch Sui Shan alive, the truth will come out at that time.

The childe always has his own plan. Now he is so quiet and has no action. When he thinks about it, he makes people feel that he must have an idea.

When ah yuan returned to the courtyard, he saw his son eating dinner.

"Another bowl." Wu Tsui put down the empty bowl and ordered.

Young fellow ah Xiu soon brought another bowl full of fragrant rice.

The childe has eaten three bowls of rice

But these dishes are not much different from usual. How can you make your appetite so good?

A yuan glanced at the lost rice bowl over the table and exclaimed "tut tut" twice in his heart.

It seems that the letter was indeed sent by a girl whom the childe likes.

But... It's just a letter and a leaf. The childe was so happy that he ate a few more bowls of rice. What if he really married someone back?

With the proud and lonely childe of his family, is it so easy to be satisfied and can't hide his mind?

Looking at the happy mood, as if he could eat the master of a cow, ah yuan suddenly began to worry about whether his son, who has always been wise and powerful, would be cheated by the girl who wrote the letter

After the meal, Wu Tsui went to the study to deal with the family affairs.

When he came out, it was almost midnight.

He is used to doing things on the same day. It takes too much time to read and answer letters today, but the business that should be done can't be delayed.

After bathing and dressing, Wu Tsui lay in bed and asked someone to turn off the light.

I've been running around for most of the day and haven't rested for a moment, but I'm still sleepless at the moment.

The boy pillowed his arm and his mind was full of the contents of the letter.

Xu Mingyi told him many daily things

She seems willing to share this with him?

Thinking like this, the boy couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, turned his head and looked at the bookcase.

He just read it seven or eight times. Do you want to take it out again?

But the lights are out——

Although he thought so, the boy turned out of bed neatly, took out the mechanism box and returned to the bed.

I wanted to open it, but I still didn't think it was appropriate halfway through the action.

There are also Xu Mingyi's handkerchief and hairpin. They are all personal things. It's inappropriate for him to hide them privately. At present, when others are lying in bed in the middle of the night, if they take them out... What's this?

More or less disrespectful?

He can't allow anyone to blaspheme Xu Mingyi, even himself——

With such a rambling thought, the young man put the box on the high footed square stool at the head of the bed.

He lay on his side facing out.

The wind rustled outside the window, like the restless mood of a teenager in the room.

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At the same moment, it was raining cats and dogs in Beijing.

Under the dark night, Princess Chang's house was shrouded in wet and cold rain and fog. The rain was like a string of beads, jumping on the glazed tiles and making a dense crackling sound.

Under such noisy rain, all subtle movements seem to be covered up invisible.

In Princess Jing Rong's courtyard, the young man who rested in the warm Pavilion and waited for service at any time slowly got up and came out barefoot.

The curtain was lifted gently, and he entered the inner room silently.