Six o'clock in the morning.

Wu Jin, who had been sleeping for seven hours, woke up happily, rubbed softly on the pillow and quilt, and then jumped off the KingSize bed barefoot after feeling satisfied.

In the main hall of the Great Trianon Palace, Vera distributed the chopped butter bread to Wu Jin, and Wei Shi appeared from the direction of the room that was completely opposite to Wu Jin.

In the live broadcast room of Closen Show, Xue Ge just got up, and most of the audience were still sleeping. After several barrage appeared in the guards, he sighed "ahah~~" after it was a "ahah~~".

Blood pigeon: "???"

The program PD handed him the script and yawned: "No need to worry, these CP fans wish that Xiao Wu Xiaowei could beat him halfway, and they had to hold him to sleep together... Hey, hey, I'm too lazy to brush my teeth..."

The live broadcast camera turned again, and it was cut into 8 hours of exciting fights last night.

Grand Trianon Palace.

Wei Shi really kept his promise and handed Vera the information to Vera, and then disappeared from the direction of Versailles with Chuchu.

"They are going to pass the Louis XIV card." Wu Jin thought: "It is likely that it is the first purple card to pass the game at the beginning of the game."

Vera browsed the books briefly and suddenly remembered something and was still scared: "Fortunately, we had the trading clues in the morning. If Montereypan's second round clues came out last night, other players would rush to Trianon in the middle of the night when they saw the cards."

Vera spread her hands: "You can't make up for your sleep."

Wu Jin was choked by Xiao Bao, and two sentences popped out of his mind, "The clues will be sent in the form of a story of getting up", "Aren't I here to solve special circumstances for you?"

The boy quickly buried his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise it up.

After the two of them finished their rest, Vera finally looked at her watch: "305 survives, the dance party starts at 20 pm, and there are 13 hours left."

Wu Jin nodded and quickly searched the information.

"Madame Monterey Pan is Louis XIV's most famous mistress. His power and honor are higher than that of the queen, and he is called the "substantially Queen of France." Vera briefly contrasted a story about the love history of the Sun King: "Monterey Pan gave birth to 7 children for Louis XIV and was officially expelled in 1680. In the end, the king prohibited his children from meeting her and forbidden anyone to mourn her death..."

Wu Jin nodded and quickly captured the keywords: "1680... In 1680, Monterey Pan was accused of participating in a well-known incident."

Wu Jin beat him up.

Vera came over to see a French word that appeared in the record: messenoire.

"What does this mean?!"

The two looked at each other, and after searching all the accusation information, they only got a few words.

"If this is a royal scandal, the king's first mistress is accused," Wu Jin closed the book: "Louis XIV will very likely take all measures to wash away Madame Monterey Pan and erase the relevant narrative. The clue is not here."

Vera rubbed her eyebrows and watched Wu Jin open the map of Big Trianon.

"We go to Montereypan's room," Wu Jin pointed to one place: "Also, we need to know how she fell out of favor."

In the corridor made of pink marble, Wu Jin walked quickly in front.

The entire Grand Trianon Palace is like a dream in the sun, with pink crystals reflecting gorgeous light, and the grass is dotted with iris and orange trees.

——These both are the most highly praised natural totems by the Bourbon royal family.

The entire palace was once a gift from Louis XIV to Madame Montereypan, and her glory was not comparable to any French queen.

Louis XIV was quite generous to his mistress, and it was hard to imagine how this lady was eventually expelled by the king.

Behind him, Vera kept flipping the book. The Hyacinth Showman had extremely strong dynamic vision - he could accurately and accurately run at the speed of long-distance running, and could identify small characters on the pages without any burden.

"In 1669, Mrs. Montereypan gave birth to the king's first child and hired a governess. The teacher could not be a young and beautiful girl, so she chose an older widow, who later Mrs. Mantun."

Wu Jin paused: "Madam Mantelon?"

In the recipe record of the perfume room, the female governess, Mantun, who was mentioned at the same time as Louis XIV, Queen, and Madame Monterey Pan.

Vera turned back a few pages and was stunned: "Later, the king fell in love with the female teacher Mantelon."

The book is closed.

At the same time, on the side of the King's Bedroom of the Palace of Trianon, Mrs. Montereypan's room finally opened.

The rich herbs, jasmine and platycodon are fragrant. The red velvet curtain hangs down from the towering roof and hits the exquisite embroidered bed quilt. Facing the big bed is the hostess' oil painting.

The first beauty in France, the Marquis de Monterey Pan.

The woman in the painting is young and beautiful, with a taste of clothing that will never be outdated for decades or even centuries. Her apple muscles are tall, arrogant, and sharp, but she cannot stop the charm in her bones.

"Any king's mistress will eventually fall out of favor," Vera shrugged: "Because the king's next mistress was the governess she hired, Monterey Pan still has a good deck of cards. Although-"

Vera sighed: "Not only the king fell in love with Mantun, but the children also loved this governess more than their mothers."

Wu Jin looked at the noble lady in the painting and nodded: "Psychological gap."

The two rolled up their sleeves and began to search for Montereypan's room. Vera said: "The king's favor will be gone. The property in the Great Trianon Palace is the most important thing! What is the most important thing in the 31st century? Room!"

The female contestant pushed open a wardrobe and twitched slightly: "There are several missing skirts."

Wu Jin immediately spoke: "Will it be a new clue--"

Vera closed the cabinet and shook her head: "No, it should be Chuchu who left. Being able to pick 6 pieces of clothes by Chuchu can only show that this lady has a very outstanding dress taste, at least she is a smart mistress."

Wu Jin remembered the big basket of supplies Chuchu carried before leaving, and nodded in a daze. She waited for the two to unveil the second curtain of the suite.

Wu Jin took two steps back.

This is an old painting, where the woman lies on the grass, with a strange pattern drawn in red behind her back. The priest handed the baby to her - to be precise, it was a baby whose neck was not naturally drooping, and her cheeks even touched her purple chest.

"The Priest's left hand." Vera suddenly trembled and spoke.

It was a bloody dagger.

"What is this?!" Vera almost showed a disgusting expression. The picture was not complicated. Apart from the dagger, the dead baby, the portrayal of the beautiful woman, the priest and the scene was exactly the same as the romantic portraits of the 18th century. The sunshine in the painting, but it made people feel cold on their backs.

Wu Jin looked at the woman's side face: "It's Mrs. Montereypan." His eyes moved upwards, and the pink marble walls shone: "On the east side of the Great Trianon Palace--" He narrowed his eyes and decided: "Orange Forest Lawn."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cards in Wu Jin's pocket became hot.

The red dots that identify the second round of clues appear on the map with a simple line.

East side of the Greater Trianon Palace, E110.

The two looked at each other and turned around and ran towards the target point.

Wu Jin quickly sorted out clues while running: "Monteripan was expelled in 1680, and the reason for being accused was the unspecified ‘messenoire’ - a high probability was related to hanging paintings. Before that, she had 7 children, namely, the female governess Madam Mantelon, who replaced Monteripan's position, and it is estimated that it will be at least 7 years."

"The timeline is favored, lost favor, and charged."

"The new tip is the priest, the dead baby, the magic circle--"

Wu Jin pursed his lips: "Salvation."

Vera grew up her mouth.

At this time, most of the players were in Versailles, and the two of them were obviously the first wave to reach the clue point. The layout on the ground could almost be fake and real, with reddish-brown liquid solidifying under their feet, and the soil had traces of freshly turned over.

Not far away, I threw a few shovels under the tree.

"I'll do it." Wu Jin rolled up his sleeves without hesitation and asked Vera to let the air beside him.

The dry and hard soil was far more difficult to deal with than Wu Jin thought. Almost a quarter of an hour later, a piece of parchment was revealed.

Wu Jin bent down and picked it up, like a broken corner of the notes: "She can easily gain his heart. For more than ten years, I have turned to Catherine to sacrifice at Mass with the death baby to pray for him to change his mind. - Montereypan."

"Catherine." Wu Jin frowned: "We want to find Catherine in Monterey Pan's notes. She should be a regular visitor to a queen. She is a woman, knowing the secrets of the palace, has a good status, and has enough channels to provide hundreds of dead babies for this king's mistress to complete the prayer for favors-" Wu Jin's mind once again.

Sacrifice, priest, mass.messenoire.

Messe.

"Sacrifice Mass, Black Mass."

Montereypan crushed the dead baby on her body, and cast a spell using the mucus overflowing from blood and bones and skin tissue to stabilize the king's love for her.

Vera took a breath, and her sympathy for Mrs. Montereypan finally turned into disgust.

Wu Jin looked at Hard Earth: "There is something down there, I will continue to dig down-"

Vera suddenly looked up.

In the distance, two contestants ran quickly, taking the lead as one of them was like the wind. Seeing Wu Jin taking a shovel, they quickly snatched a shovel under the tree and moved closer to Wu Jin.

Ming Yao smiled and looked like a big-tailed fox. He had not yet dissipated his mistress perfume with Wu Jin: "Little Wu is playing with mud! Let's go together!"

"..." Wu Jin had never seen such a shameless person who was taking advantage of clues on dungeons. Vera approached Mingyao's teammates quietly and divided the battlefield.

Wu Jin thought for a moment, thinking that the soil was hard and difficult to break, so he nodded: "Together."

If it were Ming Yao, he would look at Wu Jin with caution.

Two people, you shoveled with one shovel and I dug it for a few minutes. Wu Jin avoided the digging direction without any trace. Ming Yao suddenly threw the shovel and said, "You are lazy!"

Wu Jin quipped: "I don't!"

Ming Yao hugged his arms and was about to leave: "I won't dig anymore, you can play for yourself."

Wu Jin was extremely happy: "A good duck!"

Ming Yao turned around in one step and saw Wu Jin staring at the soil intently, then jumped back in the lightning and fire, holding a shovel to intercept the spoil.

There is nothing in the soil.

Wu Jin made a sudden enlightenment expression, threw the shovel, and waved to Vera: "Let's go."
To be continued...