"Then it's easier to check, right?" Zhan Zhao asked Bai Yutang, "Will there be any clues on your second brother?"

"I have written a letter to tell him what the Xingtian number has found. I guess he will be here in the next few days. You can ask when the time comes." As Bai Yutang spoke, a voice of making updates came from outside.

Zhao Pu got up, waved his hands at the two of them, and signaled - go to bed early.

When Zhao Pu left, Bai Yutang stood up and closed the door. When he turned around, he saw Zhan Zhao sitting on the bed, leaning against the head of the bed, thinking about his thoughts.

Bai Yutang once again sighed at Zhan Zhao's superb light skills, walked back to his bed, lay down and prepared to go to bed.

Zhan Zhao reached out to poke his face, "Yutang, Yutang."

Bai Yutang looked up at him - there was still a difference between calling Yutang and calling Yutang. Zhan Zhao called "Yutang" twice in succession. Bai Yutang heard it very pleasantly, and that tone was particularly good.

"Have you ever heard shipwrecks or legends at sea when you were a child?" Zhan Zhao obviously had no sleepiness and leaned against the pillow to ask Bai Yutang.

"Well... I've heard of one or two, after all, there are fishermen on the island." Bai Yutang was a little sleepy.

"Is there anything terrifying?" Zhan Zhao was very excited, "Tell me one."

Bai Yutang thought about it, and simply held his side face and told Zhan Zhao about his childhood when he heard an old fisherman from Xiankong Island telling him about a thrilling experience of encountering storms and whirlpools when he went out of the sea.

Bai Yutang rarely has the chance to tell a story like this in his life. Just when he felt that he could actually say a lot, he heard Zhan Zhao's breathing evenly across the street.

The fifth master was stunned for a moment and looked up... Zhan Zhao was sleeping soundly. I wonder if it was because of Bai Yutang's voice, Mao Master's two lips were slightly raised, and it looked more and more like a cat's lips.

Bai Yutang sighed. He said that he had gone from being very sleepy to not sleepy in the middle of the night, but instead "coaxed" Zhan Zhao to fall asleep.

The fifth master knew that Zhan Zhao was determined to do something bad, so he wanted to reach out and pinch his nose and wake him up.

But his hands reached out, Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao's sleeping face and unconsciously took his hands back.

Sighing, the fifth master covered his quilt and looked up at the spiral beam of Meow Meow Tower and became stunned.

...

At this time, in the palace.

In Chuntang Pavilion, Zhao Zhen sat cross-legged on a table, looking at Nangong Ji who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, "I haven't found it yet? I'm dying!"

Nangong Wuyu, Zhao Zhen is a model of just talking but not practicing. He is not like the Shadow Guard and can also complain about Zhao Pu at will. He has never talked to Zhao Zhen since he was a child. At most, he can't persuade him to use a knife to hold his neck. However, he is the emperor, so there is nothing he can do about it.

Zhao Zhen yawned and continued to urge, "Move quickly!"

Nangong Ji could only speed up the camphor wood box one by one... Finally...

"Ah!" Nangong found what he was looking for, reached into the box and pulled it out... It was a sheepskin scroll.

He handed the scroll to Zhao Zhen, and Zhao Zhen opened it with a loud bang and started to look.

"This is indeed here." On the other end, Nangong rummaged through the box again, found something, and took it out for Zhao Zhen to show it.

Zhao Zhen glanced at it, and immediately showed a disgusting expression on his face, and his tone of speaking lowered a little, "It's this thing again."
Chapter completed!