C107

While Ink Yan was leading the pack of wolves to search the account book, someone gently opened the back door of a warehouse one kilometer away from the manor.

A pair of eyes was glued to the back of the door. It was black and white, clearly good-looking. It was nimble and vigilant as it observed the situation outside.

When he found that there was no one outside, not even a bug, a whisper came from the door.

"Young master Xian, there's no one outside."

Young Master Xian then let out a long sigh of relief. He believed that everyone's attention was on the palace. No one knew that I had escaped. He stepped out of the gate and made a decision as he faced the grandest building to the east.

"Let's go, to the palace now!"

However, the Ink Yan who didn't know that Young Master Xian had already run away was standing in the Prince of the South's Mansion with her hands on her hips, casually flipping through a "diary".

He saw a palm-sized white booklet with the following words written densely on it.

On October 11, 1289, I gathered at the top of the attic with Mrs. Park. The next day, the two of them separated, the woman surnamed Pu gave me a mandarin duck playing with water undergarment;

On October 12, 1289, I gave the singing girl 10 taels of silver to bury her father. The singing girl was very grateful and tried to comfort him...

Mist Grass!

When Ink Yan saw this, she couldn't help but open her eyes wide. She couldn't believe that this conservative dynasty could actually play such a wild trick. What else happened to the two behind him? What posture did he use? What catchphrase did he say?

The Three-Legged Golden Wolf became a "supervisor" at this time. While listening to Wolf's subordinates continue rummaging through the boxes, it used its full attention to glance at Ink Yan with a curious face.

Boss' woman is really strange!

It's not like she was creating a baby, so why is her face so red? Could it be that there was a man hidden in that booklet?

Ink Yan clicked her tongue and shook her head. No, I was going to die if I continued to look at it. She even turned the pages of the novel on her own, and occasionally screamed out, "F * ck!" He completely ignored the three legged wolf that was staring at him with a confused expression, as well as the servant that was squatting at his feet, hugging his head and shouting for mercy.

Obviously, this was a so-called "diary of love for the poor". Although the protagonist was anonymous, it wasn't difficult to reverse the identity of Murong Nan's real body from the description.

Moreover! Judging from her life experience of more than a month, most of the women who could be associated with Murong Nan were either commoner or commoner, but most of them, such as the forced consumption of Xiang Manyuan, were there any other origins for that girl?

He had earned it!

He had earned the cliff!

Just by thinking about it, Ink Yan already understood the value of the booklet in her hands. He was even more certain that there were surely even more secrets hidden within the South Prince's manor!

She quickly turned her head and hooked her fingers at the Three-legged wolf, happily wanting to tell it that she needed to find more items in the hidden compartment, perhaps there would be more valuable items that would be revealed.

At this time, among the servants who were lying on the ground waiting to search, a man in a grey coat quietly raised his body, touched his chest with one hand, and took advantage of the time that Ink Yan was instructing the Three-Legged Wolf to rush towards the manor wall.

Aiya ~! Don't go out!

Before she could react, the man had already climbed onto the wall. She was just one step away from losing control! At that time, she still couldn't figure it out. The wolves had already let him go, so why would he run?

Did this person know what was waiting for him outside?

The result!

The man plopped out of the wall and landed on the outside. The sound of footsteps that had escaped did not ring out. What replaced it was his last cry of pain!

"What the f * ck!" "Wolf!"

Then there was another plop, and he fell to the ground dead.

Not long after, the concealed back door was pushed open again, and Huang Mei walked in with a bitter expression and a blue book in her mouth.