There must be a clue, maybe she just hasn't found it yet.

The bedding was neat, so he must be sitting at the desk working. There was an unclosed memorial on the desk. Fu Yaxuan stepped forward and took a look. There were two stacks of memorials at the corner of the desk, one was approved and the other was

I haven’t seen it yet, but it seems that he is really a hard-working king.

Fu Yaxuan pulled out the chair, sat down, picked up the paper and looked at it. It was a letter from Northeastern officials about repairing the reserve granary. There was nothing special about it.

She closed her eyes and held her chin with one hand, trying to think about what Cui Yingyan was thinking at that time? Or what kind of things would happen to her?

She couldn't think of anything, because she was not Cui Yingyan after all.

After a while, she stood up. Suddenly she felt that she had stepped on something. She moved her feet and squatted down. What she saw was a writing brush and a piece of dried ink on the ground.

The brush fell outside the seat. According to this assumption, he was frightened at the time and dropped the brush? Rather than the brush slipping from the inkstone after he left?

The floor was very clean, but it had not been cleaned in the past few days, adding a layer of white dust.

But at the corner of the table, she found a small amount of dust. She dipped some dust into her hand with her index finger, but there was a special green color in the dust.

Green soil?

Why is this happening?

Could it be...

Fu Yaxuan raised her head. On the roof, a ray of light from the sun was shining directly down, which was so dazzling that she couldn't open her eyes and made her head dizzy.

She closed her eyes and stood there for a long time before she recovered. She looked from a different angle, and then she discovered that there was a ray of sunlight shining directly from the ground. It was only the size of a little finger, which was usually difficult to find.

She suddenly used her body to fly up the beam and found two footprints. Judging by the size, they should be about the same size as her feet.

Sure enough, someone has been here!

She suddenly swooped down again, grabbed the door and ran out.

Lu Qiuhong couldn't understand what Fu Yaxuan was talking to herself, what she was doing in a detached manner, what she was thinking with her eyes, and now she was running in such a hurry that she couldn't keep up mentally and physically.

"Princess, wait for me!" she shouted and ran after her.

When she ran out, Fu Yaxuan's shadow was gone. He disappeared so quickly. Could it be that there really was something unclean here?

Lu Qiuhong was frightened and shouted quickly: "Princess, Princess, where are you?"

"Why are you shouting so loudly? I'm not deaf." A delicate voice came from above her head.

Lu Qiuhong suddenly raised her head and saw Fu Yaxuan on the roof, so she spread out and rushed up to the roof.

"What are you looking for on the roof?"

Fu Yaxuan squatted on the roof, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she finally found what she wanted.

"Princess, you are just moss. What's so good about you? Can you grow flowers?" Lu Qiuhong teased.

Fu Yaxuan muttered to herself: "A woman...who is very good at martial arts...went down from the roof...but could she take the emperor away from here? Impossible?"

Seeing her alone like a ghost eating mud, Lu Qiuhong couldn't help but ask: "What did you say?"

"Why does the emperor want to go with her? Impossible?... Impossible."

"What did you find?" Lu Qiuhong seemed to be taken for granted.
Chapter completed!