The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

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

The quilt is in order, so he must be sitting at the desk and working. On the desk case, there is an unclosed memorial. Fu Yaxuan stepped forward to take a look. I haven't seen it, it seems that he is really a hard-working king.

Fu Yaxuan pulled out the chair, sat down, picked up the booklet to read, it was a matter of Northeast officials writing to repair the granary, and there was nothing special about it.

She closed her eyes, rested her chin with one hand, and imagined, what was Cui Yingyan thinking at that time?Or what will happen?

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

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

The writing brush fell out of the seat. Based on this, it should be that he was frightened at the time, and the writing brush fell out of his hand?Instead of the brush slipping from the inkwell after he left?

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

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

Green dirt?

Why is this happening?

Is it...

Fu Yaxuan raised her head, and on the roof, a beam of light from the sun was so dazzling that she couldn't open her eyes and made her dizzy for a while.

She closed her eyes and stood still for a long time before recovering. She looked at it from a different angle, only to find that there was a ray of sunlight directly below the ground, only the size of a little finger, which was hard to find at ordinary times.

She suddenly stretched her body and swept up the crossbeam, and found two footprints, judging by the size, they should be about the same size as her feet.

Sure enough, someone came!

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

Lu Qiuhong couldn't understand what Fu Yaxuan was talking to herself at all, what she was doing in a godlike way, what she was thinking about, and where she was running in a hurry, which made her unable to keep up mentally and physically.

"Princess, wait for me!" she shouted and chased her out.

When she ran out, Fu Yaxuan was nowhere to be seen. He disappeared so quickly. Could it be that there are really unclean things here?

Lu Qiuhong was terrified, and quickly shouted: "Wangfei, Wangfei, where are you?"

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

Lu Qiuhong raised her head suddenly, and saw Fu Yaxuan on the roof, she spread her body and swept up to the roof.

"What are you looking for on the roof?"

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

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

Fu Yaxuan said to himself: "A woman... who knows martial arts very well... goes 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 asking: "What did you say?"

"Why did the emperor go with her? Impossible?... Impossible."

"What did you find?" Lu Qiuhong seemed to be treated as transparent.

Fu Yaxuan's mind was completely occupied by a bunch of problems, if she couldn't figure out these problems, if she couldn't find the emperor, she might not be able to sleep well in the future.