C68 (1/2)

When Huai Jin thought back to how he and Yuwen Fei had first been knocked unconscious when they entered the room, and then sent over by the person in front of him, it could be seen how important this place was to Yuwen Jue.

Without even asking who the hairpin was, it was just a big problem how to send the hairpin into Su Geying's hands.

Huai Jin also frowned, her chest feeling a little stuffy, she stood up and also walked outside.

Huai Jin looked at the vent, and suddenly had a bold idea. She turned around to look at the blue clothed man, ”Where does this vent lead to?”

The blue robed man pointed outside and replied, ”The main hall.”

”You suspect that someone used the air vent to bring the hairpin over?”

Yuwen Fei had already guessed what Huai Jin was thinking, but that air vent could not be used to allow one person to pass, and even if someone used a method to send the hairpin over, how did he manage to enter the hall?

”When it was just one hour ago, Esteemed Empress Dowager suddenly went there once.”

Yuwen Fei suddenly thought about what the Vermillion Bird said last night, and asked again: ”Last night, when we were at Hai Yi, did you open any air vents?”

The blue clothed man nodded, ”Every day at the Hai hour, the air vents will open up for two hours to conduct ventilation.”

It had to be said that all of this was too much of a coincidence.

Huai Jin raised her head and looked at the air vent, without staying any longer, she turned and walked out.

Yuwen Fei shrugged and followed behind Huai Jin. It seemed that she was going to be used as a gun again.

As she had been holding it in her arms all this time, the snow sugar had slightly melted. A corner of the sugar paper had turned slightly yellow, and there was even some dust on it.

Yuwen Fei picked up the book of poems, looked at the snowflakes candy and frowned, then got up and kicked it away.

”Squeak squeak squeak ~ ~”

The straw at the corner of the wall shook as a mouse drilled into the corner, dragging the piece of sugar to the corner as it enjoyed its meal in comfort.

Huai Jin only heard the sound of their voices and sighed in her heart. After the hygiene in the ancient prison was terrible, the blue clothed man had to send the two of them to the small room that they had just entered.

As expected, Li Changde was still waiting outside when the two of them came out of Cloud Locking Pavilion.

Huai Jin went to check around the hall first, and sure enough, there was a wall behind every bookshelf. The color was a little darker than the surrounding walls, and the size was also only the size of a fist.

After Li Changde brought the two of them out of the Cloud Locking Pavilion, they arrived at the imperial study.

In the imperial study, Yuwen Jue was flipping through a memorial paper. On it was a gift from the Heavenly Monarch, and it was written for him to choose from the dates Ping Yang would be buried in.