As soon as the wind was wrong, Bo Ruoyou, who had just thought about his hard work, was already focused on recording the words written by Wei Ling. Her eyebrows and eyes were as picturesque as the lamp beside the table, and her quiet appearance instantly made him feel disturbed.

It’s amazing. He has always been relieved by others’ hearts, but now someone has come to calm him.

As Huo Weilou looked at it, his eyes were stuck on Bo Ruoyou. Ning Xiao responded to Huo Weilou's words, but saw that he had not said anything more. When he looked at it, his brows flipped.

After following Huo Weilou for many years, he had never seen Huo Weilou's expression like this. His gentle eyebrows and eyes made his cold and stern facial features a little gentler. Ning Xiao wanted to speak but stopped. It was obvious that Bo Ruoyou was burying his head and wrote hard, but he stepped out without saying a word.

The dim lights in the hall were dim and bright. Bo Ruoyou wrote his forehead and sweating. Although Wei Ling wrote a lot, occasionally it was connected into paragraphs, which were like letters, but she never wrote any titles, as if she only wrote this letter herself and never sent it out.

Bo Ruoyou was a little worried. After writing a few large pieces of paper, the tip of her pen suddenly stopped. She picked up the piece of shredded paper and looked carefully through the lights. Soon, her eyes lit up, "Marty! Found it!"

Huo Weilou walked out of the inner room, Ning Xiao also walked in from outside, and Bo Ruoyou handed over the pieces of paper, "Marquis, this is Lu Wenhe's nickname. These two words are often used as signatures on his poetry and paintings."

It was the word "Mingyi". Bo Ruoyou has read Lu Wenhe's paintings and Lu Wenhe's poetry collection. No one knows Lu Wenhe's nickname better than her. Bo Ruoyou said again: "Now there are enough words excerpted, and the folk girl has also discovered some strange things. Among the letters written by Wei Ling, the word "Yulu" is the most commonly used, and it is called herself, but on the contrary, she has praised her many names. The name of her name is not obvious throughout the article, which seems to be intentional. At this point, the two words reveal some clues and make it even more strange. When the folk girl puts together the words on them, I think we can see more clues-"

Huo Weilou looked at her, "Look at it slowly, just these two words can bring Lu Wenhe back for interrogation."

He turned around and ordered Ning Xiao, "Go and get Lu Wenhe. Today, I wouldn't have invited this talented man to the mansion."

Ning Xiao left, Huo Weilou pinched the piece of paper with his fingertips, and when he turned around, he saw Bo Ruoyou burying his head again. She muttered something and began to form words and sentences.

Huo Weilou looked at her and suddenly called her, "Bo Ruoyou--"

"Hmm?" She subconsciously raised her eyes.

Huo Weilou leaned over and brushed her forehead lightly and quickly. He gestured to her to show her hand. He saw that there was a hint of sweat on his thick knuckles. He said again: "Stop and do it."
Chapter completed!