Author: Bailing Pomelo

Outside the emperor's sleep, the crescent moon is like a hook.

The entire courtyard was already in deep sleep.

Yan Yuan had already memorized the location of the imperial study room and quietly touched it into the study room.

As soon as she entered the door, she headed straight to the cabinet that she had peeked at last, touched the door latch and pulled it back and opened it.

But I didn't expect that I was subject to resistance.

……Um?

Yan Yuan realized that the black cabinet had been locked at some point.

She opened the window so that the moonlight could be sprinkled on the cabinet beside the window, then pulled out a hairpin and inserted it into the small padlock.

The lock was not big, but it was extremely delicate. Yan Yuan frowned and tinked it for a while, and finally sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, it can't be opened.

Yan Yuan gritted her teeth fiercely while she was still there.

A small lock can actually be pried off with brute force, but that will definitely be discovered tomorrow.

It’s better to find another place first, maybe you need the key here too.

After making up his mind, Yan Yuan retreated to the desk in the study room.

There is also a stack of unauthorized memorials on the desk.

Yan Yuan lit a candle, roughly recorded the order of the items on the table, and then gently picked up the documents and read them.

There is nothing special about the document, but the repeated sentence above attracted Yan Yuan's attention: This matter has been reported to Empress Dowager Cide, and I hope Your Majesty will be kind to you.

To be kind, it doesn't sound very pleasant.

Yan Yuan sighed sympathetically.

She originally thought that the inner folds of the harem were like this, but she didn't expect that even the previous dynasty's memorials would be like this.

Chu Lingchen ascended the throne when he was young, and Empress Dowager Cide ruled from behind the curtain, but theoretically, the empress dowager had already returned to power when he was sixteen years old, and it seems that the truth is not the case.

The dog emperor's life is a bit frustrating.

There is nothing on the table.

Yan Yuan crossed the bookcase and came to the bookcase. She glanced around and began to roughly look at the books on it one by one.

She wanted to find some clues about Kuiyu Camp, such as archives, letter exchanges, or other documents, but she found nothing after searching for a long time.

I read a lot of medical cases of the emperor, recording the treatments he had received for many years due to insomnia, which opened her eyes to bed.

Yan Yuan couldn't imagine it.

What happens if a person can't sleep?

What does it feel like to be long and day and night?

Yan Yuan hesitated for a while and continued to read backwards. He found a booklet at the end of the long medical case.

It turned out to be her dowry list.

The dowry receipt was a long volume, and finally wrote a small comment: Yan's female Yuan has no abnormal movements for the time being, so she can save her life to observe the effect.

His handwriting is beautiful and elegant.

Yan Yuan: “…”

That's really thankful for not killing him.

Yan Yuan rolled her eyes and looked at the second floor of the bookshelf.

The second floor is some idle books, and the scenery and the scenery in various places, most of which are outside the northern frontier. These are not surprising, but gradually, the scenery and scenery and the scenery and the scenery have become some marching records.

Yan Yuan looked through the copywriting and felt that it became more and more familiar, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on her spine.

Sure enough, after reading it at the end, a transfer document was dropped.

New Captain: Ning Bai.

...

Even she has never seen this transfer letter.

Just before Xueyuan rescued her, she assisted Ji Fei in fighting and won a second-class merit. Ji Fei once promised to be promoted to her position, but unfortunately, the entire camp was unable to return to the camp again. She didn't know that there was such a document waiting for her.

Yan Yuan stared at the transfer document blankly, and her nose felt a little sore.

More of fear.

Those marching trajectories and this order are definitely not something that can be obtained casually.

Chu Lingchen, he was actually chasing Ning Bai.

But three years ago, the young general Ning Bai had already died outside the border. His past and life had long been buried in the snow field together. This is a well-known fact. After Chu Lingchen recovered, he also commended the border guards where Ning Bai was located and gave him a plaque of loyalty and righteousness.

Everyone was clearly happy about this matter.

Why is Chu Lingchen still investigating Ning Bai?

What is he doubting?

Or have you found something?

Yan Yuan was upset and her reading movements became more and more anxious.

Suddenly something fell from Ning Bai's book of tune, making a crisp sound on the ground - Ding.

Yan Yuan was stunned, leaned down and groped on the ground, and soon touched the object.

That's...

A small key.

...

Yan Yuan held her breath.

She thought about it and stood up, slowly walked to the dark cabinet at the window, and inserted the key into the keyhole.

The key turned slowly, and the padlock made a slight "click" sound, and it opened smoothly.

Yan Yuan's fingertips fell on the door bolt and slowly opened. A smell of agarwood penetrated through the gap in the cabinet door, and it reached Yan Yuan's mouth and nose before the content inside, instantly arousing her heartbeat.

The cabinet door was opened.

Yingying candlelight illuminates the things inside.

Yan Yuan's breathing and heartbeat died at this moment.

...

The cabinet is a spiritual seat.

A few simple words are written in golden handwriting on the spirit card: Ning Bai, the position of the border guard commander.

There is nothing but that.

...

Yan Yuan stood blankly in front of the spiritual position.

It seemed as if ten thousand years later, she finally felt her heart beating again.

She never thought that Ning Bai would have his own tablet.

Most of the people who know Ning Bai in this world have died, and their bodies are gone in the snow-capped mountains.

Even she herself had long erased that experience from her life.

It is just a false identity, a past that she will never go back and dare not trace back. The long burial of snow is his best ending.

She has always believed it so deeply.

Until now.

She stood in front of the spiritual position and quietly heard her heartbeat.

But every time I beat, an indescribable feeling of soreness overflowed from my chest and slowly spread to my body along with the blood vessels all over my body.

Chu Lingchen, have you never forgotten Ning Bai?

...

Yan Yuan stood in front of the spiritual position and felt mixed emotions. Suddenly, she felt a gust of wind blowing through her ears.

The sound of the wind did not come from outside the window, but from inside the study room.

She suddenly felt alert and turned her head to look at the door of the study. Sure enough, she found that the door had been opened at some point. There was a figure standing at the door. She didn't know how long she had been looking at her, but she didn't notice it.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice rang.
To be continued...