Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Wuzhu was the last time in the palace five days ago, confirming that the key was hidden somewhere in the Hall of Light, so Fan Xian first explored it here. Perhaps it was too peaceful for too long. The palace of the Queen Mother lived in a quiet and peaceful place. The vigils who watched the night also fell asleep, and the little eunuchs who were responsible for watching the incense burner were also drowsy.

A very light aroma drifted, whether it was a small **** or a palace lady, they all slept.

In the dim light, Fan leisurely slid into the palace in a relatively dark corner, looking at the huge bed in the distance, slightly frowning, the old woman covered with thin silk and light Man, is the Queen Mother?

He didn’t have too many sighs at this time, and he wouldn’t confess the boring illusions that history might change in his own hands. He just walked away calmly and walked over to the bed. He didn’t look at the bed. The most powerful woman in the world has a look.

Calmness is the most important quality of the Wuzhu and Feisuke churches.

Unexpected latent masters appeared, Fan Xian's prior plan, always thought that in the palace, will be like the cologne, the emperor's Queen, there are always invisible killers who have never seen the light.

He didn't look at where the lighthouse might be a treasure, but instead slipped directly into the bed of the Queen Mother, closed his eyes, and the palms began to caress the planks under the bed. The wood was excellent wood, but he was at this time. The move is a bit weird.

After a short time, he opened his eyes in the darkness of the bed, and the scorpion was clear and flashed with a hint of ridiculous joy.

In Zhangzhou, he hides the nameless power in the dark space under the bedboard. In the Ding Dingji, Mao Dongzhu also hides the forty-two chapters in the dark space under the bed. There is also a dark space under the Queen Mother’s bed in Qingguo.

Human imagination, at some point, really looks very poor.

The dagger gently pressed and opened in from the side, the blade broke silent, and the queen of the bed turned over. What did the elderly say? Fan's face is expressionless, as if he didn't hear it, he still operated steadily. After a while, he took the dark box and didn't dare to reach for it, but his vision at night was very strong. So it was very simple and good luck to see such things.

There is no jewel in the dark grid, no silver ticket, only a white cloth. A letter. And... a key.

Fan took a look at the shape of the key, frowning slightly, and a strange expression on his face. He did not take out the white cloth and the letter, but the key was broken into his arms and then slipped out.

After a while, he appeared again under the palace wall.

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On the carriage, looking at Wang Qiian, Fan Xian whispered: "I need speed."

"Yes." Wang Qi-nian did not know what the task was today. He only knew that he would pick up an adult at this street and then go see the person he was coming back to.

"I don't want anyone to know that I am on this carriage."

"Adults are assured. This is the car of the Privy Council. No one dares to stop, and no one knows."

"Very good." Fan Xianxin slightly relaxed a bit, half leaning on the seat, the brow wrinkled, today is the first fake wine poetry, and then to explore the palace. There was a great loss to his spirit.

The car went to a certain courtyard, a courtyard where Fan Fan was completely unfamiliar. The two quietly went underground and re-applied the hood and went straight to a secret room. Wang Qi-nian said with a sigh: "Adult, this is the locksmith." ""

In front of the two. On the wooden table are many metal tools that the two can't recognize. It is faintly lit under the light, and the owner of the tool is a middle-aged man who looks like some old solid wood. His face was black and black, but he smiled thickly.

The locksmith is a profession and a name, but this middle-aged man called a locksmith is not just because of this, his name is called a locksmith, so he can know to what extent his craft.

Fan nodded and said to Wang Qinian: "You are waiting to go out."

When Wang Qiian bowed his head, he went out of the Chamber of Secrets. He knew that there were things that he would never know, and that was the safest.

"I am concerned about the interests of the country, I asked you to contribute to the country as the Privy Council." Fan casually reveals the face mask, very calm to the locksmith.

The locksmith had a glimpse of his heart. He thought of so many foreign missions in Beijing recently, and immediately thought that he had guessed something. He quickly went to a ceremony and did not know what to do.

"Be quick, be accurate." Fan took the key from the belt and said, "It must be exactly the same."

The locksmith took it over and looked at it carefully, frowning: "There is no such lock in the world."

"I don't care, I only need you to copy this key. Can you still?"

"It's hard, this key is too complicated. Even if the shape is exactly the same, no one can detect it, but I can't guarantee that the copied key can open the corresponding lock."

"Very good, start." Fan Xiu heard an unexpected surprise after the reply, but the sound was still cold.

The locksmith was copying the keys nervously, and the sound of grinding iron was heard from time to time in the secret room. Fan Xian was also nervously watching the door of the secret room. He did not know how long Wuzhu could hold the old eunuch, Hong Lao **** The place where I live is too close to the Hall of Light. If the old **** returns to the palace, it is very difficult for him to put back the key to copy it.

Finally, the locksmith finished his work with great sweat and handed the silver spoon in his hand to Fan Xian. Fan Xian compared the two keys and found that the copy was really exactly the same, even some of the above. There is almost no difference in rust spots. His mood finally relaxed a little, and asked with a slight smile: "What career do you have?"

There was a black cloth on his face, so this smile looked a little strange.

"The villain...the thief." The locksmith was sweating and didn't know what he was facing after completing such a secret job.

Fan Xian thought in his heart, it turned out to be a peer, staring at the tools and molds left on the table, frowning, went to the table, muffled, the body overbearing instinct, the mold that will be held in the hand All destroyed into slag.

Wang Qinian ruined those golden shaving tools, and then sent the locksmith to the south for a while. Fan Xiancai let go of his heart and re-entered the road to re-enter the palace.

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Re-enter the hall of light, the sweet fragrance is light, the night wind is still frivolous, the atmosphere of peace and peace is full of palace. Van leisure slipped into the bed like a ghost, put back the copied key, took out the adhesive on the body, and rearrange the dark space. This whispered out of the palace.

I don’t know how long it’s been until the last drum sound. Fan Xian knows that it’s time to leave. But at this moment, his eyes fell on a small courtyard on the other side of the palace. At that time, it was the place where the Grand Princess lived.

Fan’s action arrangement today is perfect. If you don’t want to make extra money, he should immediately withdraw from the palace and wait for the gradual fermentation. But I don't know if I was stunned by the joy of getting the key, or because of what, Fan’s next move was somewhat unexpected.

He believes that under the cover of darkness, even if it is as strict as the royal palace, it has the possibility of walking freely. Walking along the corridor, it is extremely difficult to get close to the night-time ability of the two dark masters, Wuzhu and Feisuke. The Guangxin Palace was even on the way with a yawning palace lady.

The lights in the Guangxin Palace are still there. There are obviously people inside. The Guangxin Palace in the unique courtyard is not mixed with other palaces in the palace. There is also a small wall outside the palace.

As the saying goes, the rivers and rivers have come over, but also afraid of this stinking ditch? Fan Xian knows that many peerless masters have finally died under the hands of the mediocrity, so he carefully walked around the palace, closed his eyes and climbed up the thick column.

The palm prints fell on the smooth cylinders, and the spirit of today’s spirit was too much to lose. It was a little bit dry and dry, so it seemed to be a bit hard after climbing up. I carefully went to the roof of the Guangxin Palace and dared not go boldly. Peeping, but squinting to find the bright tiles that are hard to find in glazed tiles.

Perhaps his luck is too good, the top of the palace does not need Mingwa, but the long princess is a person who likes the skylight into the room, so Fan has found a squat, carefully kneeling down, bowing down, guaranteeing every simple The movement is stable, so as not to make any sound.

Under the Mingwa, the lights are not bright, but with the eye-catching eyes, you can still see clearly and hear clearly. He picked up his eyes and knew that he was right, and luck was good.

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The long princess Li Yunrui leaned on the couch, his face was lazy, and he looked charming and charming. He only wore a white coat, under the thin silk, his body curve was revealed, and his body was full of youthfulness. If you dress up and let the men of the world see it, I am afraid that they will fall under the bare feet.

As the most dear sister of her Majesty, she naturally does not need to be attractive with beauty, and she is seventy years old by this person. Before tonight, she is called the world’s first moral article, and she is not able to be tempted. Character.

Zhuang Mohan coughed twice: "The foreign ministers are finished, and the princess is not responsible for the agreement."

The princess played with the fake book made of heavy money, and smiled. The room was full of spring, and softly shouted: "I want everyone to step on the ground, let him no longer face in Kyoto." Going down, can you do it?"

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