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Chapter 177 A femme fatale(2/2)

In this carriage, Xue Qingyin was held in the arms of King Xuan, walking slowly through the forest.

The leaves kept rubbing together, making a rustling sound.

Her eyes were bright: "It's so exciting."

King Xuan: "..."

Xue Qingyin: "Looking for treasures in the middle of the night is so exciting."

"It's almost the same as during the day. I didn't hear any movement." A personal guard came to them and reported in a low voice, "If we go further, we will be deep in the dense forest, and we may not be able to find the way back."

"I didn't hear any movement..." Xue Qingyin listened intently.

Indeed, except for the soft sound of wind, there was no other sound, and even the sound of insects seemed very minimal.

"This is what's weird." King Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Your Highness?" The guard looked up in surprise.

"Yes, there should be people coming and going here often, and not just one or two people, but many people. Only in this way, the birds and animals in the mountains and forests will disappear at night." Xue Qingyin agreed.

"But there are no obvious traces here. The traces of three or two people walking by can be easily covered up, but when there are more people, the traces will inevitably be impossible to clean up." The guard frowned.

King Xuan was as calm as water and said: "The secret path."

"Your Highness is talking about the secret passage in the mountains?" The guard looked slightly solemn, "Then it will be even harder to find."

At this time, Xue Qingyin pulled a leaf: "Have you seen this?"

"Ginkgo? There are a lot of them along the way." the guard replied.

Xue Qingyin: "No, I mean this point on the leaf..."

The guard quickly came closer to take a look: "White powder?"

He recalled for a moment: "It seems...it seems to be on other trees. My subordinates are not talented and can't tell what it is."

King Xuan twisted it a little: "...it's not powder."

Xue Qingyin also touched it and then threw it away: "It's fluffy, easy to crush, and contains particles."

Xue Qingyin had some guesses at first, but now she is even more certain.

She whispered: "There is a mine here."

This is what Qian Zixu tried so hard to hide! It can also be said to be a treasure.

What eight hundred thousand, three million.
Chapter completed!
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