"Consort, the princess has been killed with a stick, and a piece of jade fell from her body. It is the piece you have been looking for for ten years." The slave held a stick in his hand, with blood stains still on it.
When Qiu Chuanfeng heard this, he sneered and said, "Bring it to me and see."
After a while, the attendant Zeng Qing brought over a piece of jade. Qiu Chuanfeng picked it up with a tangled expression, and his fingertips felt cold. It was not a very good piece of jade. "Everyone, get out." He ordered, and everyone left.
Qiu Chuanfeng held the piece of jade for a while, and seemed to have made up his mind. His hands could not stop shaking. He took down a painting hanging on the wall. There was a hidden compartment behind it. He took out the contents. It turned out to be several pieces of broken jade. The pieces of broken jade made up a jade jade, but one piece was missing.
He nervously picked up the last piece in his hand and put it together carefully. His heart was beating fast.
This was exactly the piece of jade he had been looking for for ten years.
Qiu Chuanfeng stared at the piece of jade. He did not move for a long time, and neither did the jade.
"How could it be?" His voice was hoarse, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant, "Hahahahahaha, I just understood." Qiu Zifeng suddenly seemed possessed and swept away the things on the table. He laughed and cried, and finally curled up on the ground and hugged himself.
"You lied to me."
Ps:
1.1V1, men wear
2. This is a bottomless idea triggered by a Zhihu question
3. Some are sweet and some are cruel, but he
4. Please support me. The author is a person who can open a dyeing workshop with some color. I will update it if I feel that some people are interested.
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