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Aping hurried over and took a look. He cried again: "It's this thing!" He stuttered, "Why are you in your hands? "

Zhao Chonghuan frowned slightly, his eyes showing a hint of regret: "This is what I got from a scholar in the morning!"

Aping was even more confused by the second monk: "Why did you run away from someone else?" He thought in confusion, " Could it be that my young husband was picked up by someone yesterday after losing it? "

Zhao Chonghuan shook his head.

"Tell me when did your husband get this half of the jade pendant?"

"Actually, I don't know either! Our young husband has always been reluctant to follow him when he goes out for fun, so every time he goes out, he always keeps me in the same place and waits for him to come back!"

Aping explained in detail the sudden change in temperament after Gu Huihui's half of the jade pendant two years ago.

Zhao Chonghuan's white hands rubbed the gentle texture of the jade pendant, and suddenly felt a sense of sympathy and pity for Liu Wenqing.

If a person’s fate is wrong, it can only be a bad fate!

After listening to Aping’s story, Zhao Chonghuan didn’t say much, but said, “The jade pendant is a proof and cannot be returned to you for the time being!”

Aping nodded.

"You also found out that your husband had any different actions? Or something you didn't want you to touch at will?" Zhao Chonghuansuo asked while patrolling the guest room.

Aping thought about it and said, "My little husband is quite straightforward and there is no taboo! I will keep all the money I bring when I go out!" After pausing, he suddenly said, "Oh, our husband has a small box made of sandalwood, which is locked and I won't touch it at will! Only this one is not allowed to touch it!"

"Where?"

Aping glanced around and his eyes fell on a box cage. He walked over and opened the lid, fumbled out from the inside, took out a wooden box with red sandalwood carved and gold lock, and painted on the outside, which was very exquisite.

Zhao Chonghuan took the box and looked it carefully. Such an exquisite and well-kept box is really not easy to use brute force.

Wei Huai came over and said actively, "I'll give it a try!" As he said that, he took out a small cloth bag from his arms and took out a thin iron wire. This was the tool when he pried the door lock of the Yifang house last night.

Zhao Chonghuan glanced at him with a smile, but Aping was full of admiration.

"Brother Wei Huai, you are so capable!" the young boy murmured.

Wei Huai stood up straight and said with great pride: "What's this? I've even pried the lock of the charity house of our county!"

Zhao Chong fantasized about covering his face, but was afraid of hurting Wei Huai's little self-esteem, so he could only hand over the box to him.

Unexpectedly, this time Wei Huai seemed to have a great personality and had great lock-picking skills. In a short while, he actually opened the golden lock.

Wei Huai was about to jump up excitedly, and Aping looked up to him, just like the tide of Qiantang River, surging endlessly.

Zhao Chonghuan smiled, raised his hand and patted Wei Huai on the shoulder, and then took the red sandalwood box.

The box is made of silk and silk, which emits a faint and cold fragrance. There is only a piece of yellow cotton paper, a few apricot leaves, and a withered magnolia flower.

A Ping Zhang looked at the things in the box and became more confused: "What is this? Why is my husband hiding like a treasure?"

Zhao Chonghuan silently took out the yellow cotton paper, shook it open gently, and a clear poem written in small regular script of hairpins was presented to her eyes——

"The years pass by, the charming and secluded feelings are touching. I met several spring changes. I remember to call wine to find the fragrance, and I took off my makeup late.

It has been lost. Besides, I have been desolate. I have been away from my thoughts recently. I should forget it. I will return to the chariot late at night. A branch of spring passes by, I hate the east wind, and people are as far away as the sky."
Chapter completed!