"Miss, just now the old iron came to report that he went to Zongda's house for a drink, and he was drunk and stayed with Zongda tonight. But this is the second day of your wedding—"

It's Xianger's voice.

"What do you know! Master Zong is the chief trial in the assassination of the prince, and he knows the details of the case best." Lang Linling scolded lightly.

"Hey, miss, why is the Lord so concerned about the assassination case—"

"Xiang'er, you have talked too much tonight." Lang Linling interrupted his girl slightly, and said softly: "Since I bumped into the old iron on the road, you and I don't have to go to this study room anymore. I'll just come over to take a look Did you come back?"

Where did Xiang'er dare to say anything, she replied in a low voice.

The leader heard Lang Linling ask again, "The leader has been in the room?"

"It's gone." Xiang'er quickly replied: "The slave servants had been instructed by the master to let the servants pay attention. The window screens were reflected, saying that they had seen the candles blown out and fell asleep."

"Ok."

"Miss, looking at the maidservant Yinu, she must be jealous of you and dare not come to see the Lord..."

Lang Linling said, "This woman can't underestimate her."

"Miss?"

"On the day of the contest, I observed Qiao Rong's words and deeds. The woman had an empty skin, but she was a straw bag. The first question was probably solved by the best."

"Ah, this..."

"Let's go, the leader, you have to keep an eye on it later."

...

In the study room, the leader shook his head and smiled, Miss Lang is really thinking, but tonight, what is resting in her room is...beauties.

Rui Wang was concerned about the assassination, not because the prince was his brother. She sighed. Since he is not going back tonight, she can only go back first.

In the darkness, she stepped slightly, afraid of making a noise, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, and suddenly, a shallow light shone from the ground.

She was taken aback and looked down, and saw a small carved iron frame on the ground against the wall, on which was a Yeming pearl. There was a piece of maroon velvet covering it, and she seemed to kick the velvet away by accident.

She felt strange, how could she put a night pearl in this corner?

The Ye Ming pearl was used for lighting... The pearl seemed to have been placed in this position early in the morning. She remembered that when she was carried in by the man last night, she vaguely saw a piece of fleece on the ground under the lady's picture. It turned out to be a night pearl.

She bent down to cover the fabric on Ye Mingzhu. His gaze flicked over the lady's picture, and he was startled again.

She always felt that there was something wrong with this painting——

She knew that she shouldn't have this curiosity, but subconsciously took Ye Mingzhu out of the iron frame and placed it in front of the portrait to illuminate.

The sky, the moonlight, the houses in the distance, the flowers and trees nearby, the falling flowers, the lady playing the flute, the shadow of the moonlight behind the lady.

She read it several times carefully, but she couldn't find anything wrong. She was a little anxious and lowered her head slightly.

Although Ye Mingzhu's brilliance is not strong, it still pulls her body into a diagonal shadow in the darkness of the room.

She was so excited that she suddenly realized what was wrong with this painting.

It is to paint this shadow!

The moon should not be shadowed on the left side behind the lady, but should be shadowed on the right side behind the lady!

Is it the artist's clerical error?

However, if the painter does not forget to render the shadows and other subtle places, how can he worry about painting the shadows wrong?

Unconsciously, she stretched out her hand to caress the shadow, and was surprised that the place was not flat! She felt tight and slowly raised the picture.

The night is very quiet. No sound can be heard all around, it makes people feel as if someone reaches out and lifts your heart up suddenly.

She took a breath and looked at the wall under the light of Ye Mingzhu.

There is a dent on the wall corresponding to the shadow in the painting, and on that rugged place, there is actually an emerald leaf inlaid. On the other side of that dent, there was another dent, but on the second dent, there was nothing.

Could it be that there is a secret in this wall? She became more nervous, her hand holding the beads even oozing sweat.

She knew that she should put the beads back on the iron frame, put the cloth back on the beads, and then leave quietly.

However, she put down the painting in a wicked manner, fumbled on the painting, and quickly fumbled through the painting to another uneven place. She quickly rolled up the painting again, and this uneven place was exactly on the wall. There is no other dent inlaid with jade leaves. But this dent is exactly where the lady's shadow should have been, impartial.

Her heart jumped. At this moment, she would no longer think that this lady's shadow was the artist's mistake, but the secret behind this wall——

She squeezed Ye Mingzhu tightly, thought for a moment, bit her lip slightly, and reached out to pick the emerald leaf. After digging, the leaf came off the dent on the left. She knew that it was like a magnet. s things.

Holding her breath, she put the leaf into the dent on the right-the right place where the lady's shadow should be.

With a slight noise, my feet suddenly vibrated.

Although he was mentally prepared, he was still taken aback, but fortunately there was no scream. I saw a crypt appeared on the ground beside her feet. It was pitch black under the crypt, and there was a feeling of bottomlessness.

She suppressed the tremor in her heart, held Ye Mingzhu tightly, and shone it into her acupuncture point. What she saw was a long stone ladder. The light of Ye Mingzhu cannot illuminate all the following situations.

She knew that curiosity would kill people, and she knew that in a palace like this, it was not surprising that these secrets were hidden. She knew that she shouldn't go one step further. However, after realizing what she had done, she already squeezed Ye Mingzhu and entered the crypt.

After a few steps, the top of his head was level with the mouth of the crypt, and a low rumbling sound came from his head.

The ground closed again.

She took a deep breath and didn't scare the Ye Mingzhu out of her hand, knowing that there was a very delicate mechanism.

She stood trembling on the stone ladder, looking down Ye Mingzhu, and when she saw the situation in the crypt, her feet trembled and she almost fell off the ladder in horror.