"Oh, but don't worry, I will pay more attention and take care of the little one in the future."
Reaching out and patting Li Wei on the shoulder, Nan Yanxi smiled and said, "The little girl looks good, so I'll ask you to take care of her."
"But you should also pay attention to the sense of propriety, just enough, don't let outsiders see anything."
"do not worry..."
Li Wei agreed, and the two of them chatted word by word.
Unconsciously, we came again not far from Yunxiu Palace, which we just passed by.
Nan Yanxi, who was chatting with Li Wei, suddenly stopped walking: "It's broken! I forgot something important."
"What's wrong, Eunuch Yan?"
Li Wei looked at Nan Yanxi with some confusion, but saw him slap his thigh in regret.
He said anxiously: "Oh... His Highness just told me that I have something to tell Mr. Shu, but I actually forgot about it."
"Oh, that's okay, I can go back with my father-in-law..."
Hearing this, Li Wei hurriedly comforted him and turned around to walk back, but was stopped by Nan Yanxi with his hand.
"It's too late, little brother, we are slaves, how can we let the master wait? Otherwise..."
After thinking about it, Nan Yanxi told Li Wei: "In this case, brother, you go back first."
"I'm going to report to Your Highness that our family suddenly has a stomachache and is running around incessantly, and we're afraid that it will delay His Highness's rest."
"Let His Highness go back first, and we will go back later to apologize."
When Li Wei heard this, he did not doubt that he was there and quickly agreed: "Does the father-in-law still remember the way?"
"Oh...remember, brother, go quickly. If it's too late, His Highness will blame you."
Nan Yanxi smiled and waved to him.
Li Wei understood, bowed to him, turned around and trotted towards the Yangxin Hall.
...
The Yunxiu Palace, which had been abandoned for decades, was already dilapidated and in ruins.
The grass in the courtyard is almost as tall as a person.
Nan Yanxi stretched out her hand to push away the weeds and walked on the dilapidated trail.
Looking up and looking around, from those clues, it seems that the prosperity of the past can still be seen.
There was a beautiful girl sitting in the half-collapsed pavilion in the corner of the yard.
Maybe she was holding a baby less than one year old in her arms, coaxing her in a low voice.
The maid standing beside her was equally beautiful, looking at the baby with a face full of love.
From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at the door quietly with eyes full of love.
A burly and handsome guard with a sword on his waist was chatting happily with a eunuch.
Walking in this yard that had been abandoned for many years, Nan Yanxi didn't even have a trace of fear.
Every plant and tree here has a vague sense of familiarity.
Unknowingly, Nan Yanxi came to the entrance of the main hall of Yunxiu Palace, which was also the place where Li Shuwen once lived.
The main hall, which was once decorated with carved beams and painted beams, is now in dilapidated condition, with almost all the windows and doors in decay.
Fortunately, the roof has not collapsed yet. With the moonlight, Nan Yanxi can barely see the layout inside.
Taking out the fire certificate that she carried with her, Nan Yanxi stretched out her hand to protect the fire and walked in.
Regarding the death of their mother Li Shuwen, Li Yu and Zhou Zhicheng both told themselves several speculations.
Some say it was done by enemies of Qinglongmen, while others say it was done by evildoers from the previous dynasty.
But Nan Yanxi doesn't think these are very reliable.
From the description of the whole incident, Nan Yanxi always felt that it was done by officials or even the royal family.
Strong martial arts skills, large numbers of people, clear division of labor, and steady and ruthless attacks.
And after the accident, there was no news about these people as if they had disappeared into the sea.
The Jianghu and the Chaotang teamed up to track down the case for so many years but still found no clues.
It doesn't look like it could be done by a bunch of people.
After so many years, I wonder if I can find any answers in the place where Li Shuwen lived.
The weak firelight of Huozhezi flickered on and off, and Nan Yanxi looked around.
Almost all valuables in the house were looted, but the furniture was still in its original position, but it had long since decayed and corroded.
There are traces of small animal activity on the ground, as well as some droppings from bats and birds.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time.
Nan Yanxi held up the fire folding bag and turned it around several times, but found nothing.
I thought it was right, it would be strange to find out, it happened after so many years.
If there really is any secret, then this house has been searched hundreds of times, so why wait for me to find it?
With a somewhat disappointed sigh, Nan Yanxi slowly came to the old bed.
After knocking casually, Nan Yanxi couldn't help but wonder at the sound the bed made.
Looking back, I saw that almost all the furniture in the house was rotten.
Some were eaten by rats, some were infested with borers, and some were eaten by termites.
This bed is the only one that has remained strong for decades, and except for another thick layer of dust on the surface, it has not deteriorated.
Nan Yanxi knew that there is an extremely precious sandalwood in the South China Sea called ambergris rosewood.
It emits a peculiar fragrance, which can repel rats and ants, and its texture is solid and very resistant to decay.
However, this kind of sandalwood grows slowly and has harsh living conditions, making it very precious.
Even the royal family doesn't have much, and most of them are small items.
This is the first time Nan Yanxi has seen such a large bed made of ambergris sandalwood.
This is enough to show how favored his mother was in the palace back then.
Nan Yanxi stretched out her feet and kicked on the bed a few times. It felt okay and very strong.
Then he put the fire folding bag on the table, turned around, found some rags, and beat it on the bed several times.
"Ahem..."
After waving her hands vigorously to drive away the dust, Nan Yanxi stepped forward and inspected the bed carefully.
Holding the fire folding bag in hand, he inspected it inside and out, from head to toe.
Even Nan Yanxi got under the bed and took a look.
But still nothing was found, and I was left in disgrace.
Sighing, Nan Yanxi sat down on the bed angrily.
I couldn't help but mutter: "Oh...mother, mother...don't you really have nothing to hide here?"
Then he leaned against the pillar of the bed, looking at the mess on the ground in trance.
For a long time...
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Nan Yanxi made a confused sound.
I saw that the ground was covered with sawdust, all eaten by insects, some of which were the furniture, and some of which were roof beams.
Chips of wood can be seen everywhere in the house.
But there was none near the bed where he was sitting.
If you just say that this bed is made of ambergris sandalwood and is not afraid of insects, this is understandable.
But why is there not a long piece in front of the bed?
Nan Yanxi raised her head, and there was a large beam above her head, not far from the bed.
Looking at the other roots, they have basically been eaten by insects, and the dust below is mixed with sawdust.
Only under the beam in front of the bed was thick dust and no wood chips at all.