After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 230
Hearing this, Nan Jiuli paused, glanced at the man who was playing the piano intoxicatedly, and sighed: "I see."

Even if the so-called opportunity is really here, she can't just break in and look for it.

Her intuition told her that it would be better not to have direct contact with this national teacher for the time being.

After thinking about it, she turned around and walked to other places in the bamboo house.

This bamboo house is not big, only a few rooms, in addition to the quiet room just now, there are rest rooms and alchemy room.

The medicine field outside the bamboo house is matched with an alchemy room. I think the owner of this bamboo house should be an alchemist.

As for whether the owner of the bamboo house is the national teacher or someone else, she is more inclined to the latter, after all, the national teacher seems to come here to see things and think about others.

After wandering around, Nan Jiuli didn't find anything special. It seems that the secrets should all be in that quiet room.

She can only wait for the national teacher to leave before she can explore again.

Who knows, after waiting and waiting, three days have passed, and the other party still doesn't seem to want to leave?
Nan Jiuli said in her heart that this person still plans to live here for a long time, but she doesn't have so much time to spend here?

Just when she was wondering whether to use some special means, there was finally movement in the quiet room——

The man came out slowly, even though he had dripped water for three days, hadn't eaten a single grain of rice, and was sleepless, he still didn't show any sense of sloppiness.

Walk to the side of the medicine field, pick up the water spoon, and water the herbs, but skip the few herbs that are ready to be picked.

Apparently Wu Xingzhi knew that there was no need to water those plants, but he had no intention of picking them.

From this point of view, Nan Jiuli was even more certain that Wu Xingzhi was not the owner of the bamboo house. After all, how could an alchemist watch the precious medicinal herbs gradually dissipate and ignore them.

After all the herbs were watered, Wu Xingzhi put away the water ladle and walked away slowly step by step.

Looking at the leaving figure, Nan Jiuli said in his heart that he had finally left, otherwise he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

But in order to prevent the other party from turning back again, she waited in the dark for a long time before slowly coming out.

When I came to the quiet room, the layout in the quiet room was very simple, a square tea table with a set of exquisite tea sets on it.

On the side wall is the painting, and directly below the painting, there is a piano placed upright, which should be the one that Wu Xingzhi played before.

"The system, may it sense the specific location?"

[Sorry, host, I can only sense that I am in this room, as for the details... I can't help. 】

Nan Jiuli was silent, secretly said "dog system", and then looked for it by himself.

Fortunately, she didn't count on the system at all.

However, everything in this room was clear at a glance, and she didn't find anything special?
Apart from this painting, there is also a piano?
By the way, suddenly, something flashed in her mind. Nan Jiuli came to the painting and lifted it away. Unfortunately, there was no such secret room as she expected.

Well, she took it for granted.

For a moment of disappointment, she was about to arrange the painting neatly, but suddenly found that the texture of the painting didn't feel right?

After thinking for a moment, Nan Jiuli directly picked up the painting, put it flat on the ground, and touched it with both hands carefully.

After a while, she paused with her hand on the joint between the scroll and the paper, and raised her eyebrows. Is there really an interlayer?
The national teacher didn't notice it?
But it's okay, it's cheaper for her.

Taking a deep breath, Nan Jiuli took out a short dagger and began to disassemble it carefully.

It's not very kind to break into other people's place and mess with other people's things. Of course, she can't destroy people's paintings.

Thanks to the fact that she had learned how to disassemble this kind of painting when she was doing tasks in other worlds, otherwise she would really not be able to take out the contents of the interlayer without destroying the painting.

This dismantling took half an hour, and finally took out the things in the interlayer.

(End of this chapter)