Mo Xiuyao stared at the silk for a while, then said with a frown, "This should be a type of writing. I remember that some of the books left behind by the previous dynasty's Emperor Gaozu personally examined would sometimes have these strange symbols left behind in some inconspicuous places." However, most of the time, there would only be a few scattered ones, so they would usually be treated as random markings and ignored. However, the silk in front of them had at least a hundred symbols woven into it. Mo Xiuyao was an extremely intelligent person, so he naturally saw a pattern. At the same time, he was certain that this was a type of writing that they did not understand at all.
Ye Li nodded and smiled. "Correct, this really is a type of writing." Ye Li picked up the brush and ink that had been placed to the side. She looked at the silk in front of her as she absent-mindedly ground the ink. Mo Xiuyao was silent for a while, then asked, "Li recognizes this type of writing?" Ye Li smiled and nodded. She raised her head and glanced at him. "I truly do recognize this type of writing. This is a type of writing from the extreme west, a place even more distant than the countries of the Western Regions. However, I will not tell you why I know this. " The room was silent for a while. Ye Li did not pay attention to him. After grinding the ink, she spread out a roll of paper and began to translate the characters on it. After a while, Mo Xiuyao suddenly fiercely pulled her into his embrace. Ye Li stopped writing, but did not turn her head to look at him. She only heard Mo Xiuyao say in a low voice, "There was once a rumor that the previous dynasty's Emperor Gaozu did not die at all, but suddenly disappeared. That is why his tomb and body could not be found. Li, could it be that you are the same as him? "
Hearing this, Ye Li could not help but smile. She put down the brush and turned her head to look at the man who was staring at her with a serious expression. She raised her head and gently kissed him on the lips. Ye Li said in a low voice, "Do you know where the previous dynasty's Emperor Gaozu came from?" Mo Xiuyao shook his head. The previous dynasty's Emperor Gaozu was born in a chaotic era, as if he had come out of nowhere. No one knew of his past, his family, or even his parents. His background was the same as his early life, which was why he became one of the most mysterious emperors in history. Ye Li laughed and said, "Then Prince, do you know where I come from, and which family I come from?"
Mo Xiuyao looked deeply at the smiling woman in front of him. Yes, his Li Li was different from that emperor. Li was the daughter of the Ye family. Her mother was born in the Xu family of Yunzhou. Ye Li sighed and leaned into his embrace. She smiled and said, "My family, my husband, and my children are all here. Where can I go?" Mo Xiuyao's hands tightly clasped Ye Li's waist as he leaned his forehead against hers and said in a low voice: "Li, if you leave me, I will throw Mo Xiaobao out to become a beggar." Ye Li was speechless as she raised her hand to pinch his handsome cheeks. Doctor Lin's medicine was very effective. In just a few months, even if they were this close to each other, there were no visible scars. She forcefully pinched Mo Xiuyao's handsome face and said, "How many times have you used my baby to threaten me? I already told you not to joke about my baby. He's still young and doesn't understand. When he grows up, he will be sad when he hears your words. "
Mo Xiuyao pulled away Ye Li's hand that was pinching his face until it turned red. He unhappily glared at the babbling Mo Xiaobao who was lying in the cradle. Li Li actually pinched him for this brat. Of course, this debt would be placed on Mo Xiaobao. As a result, Mo Xiaobao was implicated when he was still a baby.
"Li Li … …" Mo Xiuyao hugged Ye Li and buried his face in the hair on her shoulder. His voice sounded a bit low and muffled.
Ye Li helplessly rolled her eyes. She couldn't afford to hurt a man who suddenly had a heart of glass. She lightly patted Mo Xiuyao's shoulder and said, "Alright, I promise I won't leave you. Be good. I still need to translate this. Don't you want to see it? "
"I don't want to." Mo Xiuyao said in a muffled voice. He hated the previous dynasty's Emperor Gaozu. If he was going to die, then he should die cleanly. What was the point of leaving behind a treasure map?
"Then what do you want?" Ye Li took a deep breath in her heart. She decided that if Mo Xiuyao continued to cause trouble, she would chase him out. Mo Xiuyao carried her to the bed behind the screen, "I'm tired. Rest with me!"
In a daze, Ye Li, who was already pressed down on the bed, couldn't help but roll her eyes at the bed curtains. Mo Xiuyao, could you be any more childish? Without giving her a chance to retort or speak, an even hotter flame instantly engulfed the two people lying in each other's embrace … …
Ye Li quickly translated the words on the silk. It was a good thing that Emperor Gaozu didn't trick them this time. The real location of the treasure was in the northwest. It wasn't very far from Glass City, but now clearly wasn't the right time to dig for the treasure. They had to at least wait until the nobles of the various countries that were secretly searching for the treasure in the northwest had all retreated. Ye Li handed the translated text to Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao only took a glance and memorized it in his heart. He then casually burned the translated text and the original treasure map, leaving no trace behind.
Ye Li arranged for the people of Yanwang Chamber to stay in a medium-sized courtyard in the northwest corner of the residence. Although Glass City wasn't completely smooth right now, compared to the chaos outside, it was rare for it to be peaceful. Ye Li didn't have anything important to do, so she turned her attention to the Bi Luo Flower. The first thing she wanted to do was naturally to deal with Sickly Scholar, the bastard who deserved a beating.
After breakfast, Ye Li went to visit the courtyard where the people of Yanwang Chamber were staying. Ling Tiehan and Leng Liuyue were currently sparring. Sickly Scholar sat alone at the side and stared fixedly at his brother and sister who were flying and dodging around in the garden. His expression was gloomy, and his hand that was holding onto the chair gripped the armrest tightly, as if he wanted to scratch a few marks on the mahogany chair. Ye Li smiled as she walked to Sickly Scholar's side. She casually smiled and said, "I've long heard that although Pavilion Master Leng is a woman, she is also one of the top experts in the jianghu. Looking at it now, you and Pavilion Master Ling are indeed a good couple."
Sickly Scholar's facial muscles twitched. He raised his head and looked at Ye Li darkly. Because of Ye Li's profession in her previous life, what kind of evil and perverted person hadn't she seen before? Sickly Scholar's bit of skill wasn't enough for her to take him seriously. She smiled as she looked at Sickly Scholar and said, "Speaking of which, it's strange. Pavilion Master Leng should be in her early thirties this year, right? A girl at this age who hasn't married yet. Pavilion Master Ling is really holding her back. Later, I should mention this to my Prince and ask him to remind Pavilion Master Ling. Third Pavilion Master, don't you think so? "
"Ye Li!" Sickly Scholar gritted his teeth. What followed was another earthshaking cough. When he took his hand away, his palm was stained with blood.
On the other side, Ling Tiehan and Leng Liuyue naturally heard the commotion. They quickly stopped the fight and rushed back. "Third Brother, what's wrong?" Ling Tiehan asked in a deep voice. Sickly Scholar didn't appreciate it. He raised his head and looked hatefully at Ling Tiehan before returning to his room. Ling Tiehan frowned and said to Leng Liuyue, "Liuyue, go take a look at him." Leng Liuyue nodded silently. She put away the pair of short thorns in her hands and turned to enter the room.
Ling Tiehan casually picked up a towel to wipe his hands. He turned and said to Ye Li, "Princess, Third Brother's health really isn't good. Princess, please have mercy." Ye Li raised an eyebrow and smiled. So Ling Tiehan had seen that Sickly Scholar had suddenly coughed up blood because of her anger. Ye Li didn't refuse. She waved her sleeve and sat down across from Ling Tiehan. She said with a smile, "Pavilion Master Ling, even if Third Pavilion Master is your relative, you can't be too biased. This Consort was also angered by Third Pavilion Master yesterday. If I can't vent this anger, this Consort won't be able to eat or sleep well. " Ling Tiehan was helpless. His own sworn brother's mouth wasn't something an outsider could say. Even he, as the older brother, sometimes wanted to give him a good beating. Looking at Ye Li and sighing, Ling Tiehan said, "Is Princess wondering why this one keeps protecting Third Brother?"
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