Huang Yuezhen searched for a long time but found nothing on the bed. It seemed that the quilts on the bed had probably been changed long ago.
She slowly lifted up the quilt that made the bed, and she could see the red sandalwood bed. The bed was made of wood, but it was not a solid piece of wood. There were many tiny gaps in the middle.
On the bed. Although Huang Yuezhen didn't find anything on the quilt, there was something on the thin seam in the middle of the red sandalwood.
Huang Yuezhen took out the thin wooden skewers that she had prepared a long time ago, and slowly took out the things in the gaps. Looking at those small things, the corners of Huang Yuezhen's mouth slowly raised in an arc, and she smiled.
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Although the room was cleaned by the servants and all the sheets were changed, it was just that when the sheets were changed, the fine crumbs that had been on the sheets and pillows were still left behind. During the process of changing them, they were also carelessly removed.
The servant did not clean it completely and got into the gap in the bed.
She gently twisted the small, thin, lump-like shavings on the head of Eucommia ulmoides and the dark red sachet with her hands. The texture of these three times was exactly the same, with no difference at all.
When Huang Yuezhen discovered these small things, she was sure that the death of Eucommia Eucommia was definitely related to this thing, and even more to the owner of this sachet.
However, she still needed to check what this thing was.
Huang Yuezhen restored the things on the bed, stood up, and continued to search carefully in the room.
Although some things have been confirmed now, there is still a lot missing. Just having this does not mean that the owner of this sachet must be the murderer of Eucommia ulmoides, not to mention that we still don’t know what these tiny white chips are.
Huang Yuezhen stretched out her hand and scratched her hair irritably. After searching for a long time, she found nothing except this.
When Huang Yuezhen was sure that there was nothing she wanted here, she closed the door and walked out.
After leaving the door, Huang Yuezhen did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she wandered around Du Zhongtian's room, hoping to find something.
Every time I go to a place here, there will be memories of Huang Yuezhen's childhood. At this time, Huang Yuezhen feels that this time travel is particularly unreal. She was obviously still in the 21st century a few days ago, but here she is in the blink of an eye.
"What is that?" Huang Yuezhen half-squinted her eyes and discovered that there was a particularly lush flower diagonally opposite the window with something particularly bright and sparkling at the bottom.
Huang Yuezhen walked over slowly with doubts. This flower bloomed particularly brightly, with bright red flowers blooming one after another. It was extremely enchanting. Even in the dark, it still bloomed hard.
With.
This flower is a thorn rose. It blooms all year round and blooms all year round. Although it is beautiful, it has thorns on its body, especially the bottom of the flower, which is intertwined and has many thorns. These thorns can also be regarded as thorn rose flowers.
Protected myself.
When Huang Yuezhen saw this flower, she remembered that Huang Yuezhen had been pricked by these thorns many times when she went to pick thorn rose flowers.
I still remember that Du Zhongtian once hoped that Huang Yuezhen would be like this thorny rose. He didn't want her to be just a rose with a beautiful appearance. Sometimes, even if it hurts others, it might be a way to protect oneself.