withered prosperity

It was nearly midnight in the Chaomu Pavilion, which was still brightly lit and people could hear people's voices, but due to the presence of noble people seeking medical treatment, the Lianbao Pavilion was extraordinarily quiet.

Seeing that the drowsy princess who was about to fall asleep drank the medicine smoothly, Yin Yutang got up and left.

To show respect this time, he didn't bring too many guards up the mountain, but all the guards he carried with him were top experts, even if there was an emergency, they were enough to deal with any changes.

The maid guarding the outside yawned and leaned against the door frame to take a light sleep for a while.

Amidst the pouring moonlight, a faint blue butterfly came out of the half-closed window and flew into the gauze curtain.

After circling for a while, the butterfly seemed to know that it had entered the house by mistake, so it flew out of the window following the route it came from.

The mountain is cold and cold, and it is extremely difficult to fly. If it is described as a human being, it almost stumbles over several roof ridges, and finally finds a warm place, and then flies in through the window through which the light shines.

The house is lit with lights, and under the lamp is a delicate and lifelike picture of peonies.

The butterfly landed on the peony map, flapped its wings a few times, but was unable to fly anymore, and fell down completely.

"Hey, are you dead?" Xiao Ran was coming to close the window, and when she saw the beautiful butterfly on the desk, she couldn't help sighing, "It's still very cold this year!"

"It's cold, why don't you stay open the window?" Yan Hai came over, wrapped the body of the butterfly with the waste paper beside it, threw it out of the window, and closed the window.

He did these movements so smoothly that Xiaoran didn't even have time to stop him.

"Guan Yan, why did you lose it!" He looked regretful: "I thought about pressing it, and showing it to Ah Yun and the others tomorrow! Girls like these beautiful butterflies and so on!"

"What's so good about such a disgusting thing?" Yan Hai took off his outer shirt, turned around and spread out the bedding: "Go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow."

"It's so pretty!" Xiao Ran murmured and went to the outside room.

Yan Hai turned off the lights, and the room suddenly became dark. He looked down and saw some light with tiny scales, so he rolled up the peony that was stained, and put it in a large pile of drawing paper beside him.

After a busy day, he was already very tired and fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

Before sleeping for three hours, Yan Hai was awakened by the knock on the door.

"Here we come!" Xiaoran hurriedly jumped off the bed and opened the door, making a loud noise.

Yan Hai pressed his painful forehead, got out of bed and put on his outer shirt.

Xiaoran ran in and said to him: "Steward Yan, Manager Wang let everyone who went in and out of the warehouse yesterday pass! There was something missing in the warehouse last night, and he is getting angry!"

Yan Hai nodded.

"Boss, you are dizzy again, let me get you some sugar water!" Seeing that he was silent, Xiaoran knew that he hadn't recovered yet.

He waved his hand to signal no need.

Xiaoran ran to pour water for him to wash.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself!" He took over the kettle and told Xiaoran to go back to rest. "You didn't go to the warehouse yesterday, and you don't need to go there. Go and sleep for a while!"

"It's going to be okay!" Xiao Ran used to worry.

"What can be wrong?"

"What could be the matter! I think what could be the matter!" Wang Taotao slapped the table hard, the sound was so loud that everyone who heard it felt pain for him. "You useless things are actually causing trouble for me at this time. Is it because you are living a happy life and want to be beaten to feel comfortable!"

"Boss, calm down first!" Qiu Zhe said with a bitter face, "We should ask the matter clearly first, there is a lot of work waiting to be done, this can't be delayed."

"They're all here, aren't they?" Wang Taotao glanced over and became angry again: "Why are there so many people, what are you doing in the warehouse when you have nothing to do!"

The person who was called here was really dumbfounded when he heard it.

"Things have been busy these past few days, and it is inevitable for everyone to come and go frequently." Qiu Zhe wiped off his cold sweat: "Why don't we start with Manager Yan. He is in charge of warehouse access these days, so he should be relatively clear."

"Yan Hai, come here!" Wang Taotao waved.

Yan Hai stepped forward.

"Last night, was the warehouse you were the last to leave?"

"No, after Haishi last night, I came out with Steward Sun, but I did lock the door."

"Did you ever feel that something was wrong when you locked the door?"

"No." Yan Hai hesitated, and asked, "I don't know, what is missing in the warehouse?"

"Ujin Charcoal."

The crowd was in an uproar.

"What are you arguing about!" Wang Taotao slapped the table again: "You know it! You can't afford to sell such expensive charcoal. If I find out which bastard stole it, I won't be named if I don't kill him. king!"

Yan Hai glanced at Qiu Zhe and got a wry smile back.

You must know that this Wujin charcoal is rare and precious, a small piece can burn for several days and nights, especially without smoke and sparks, and it can emit a woody aroma, it is the favorite thing in Tianfeng Building.

Originally, this Wujin charcoal was sent directly to Tianfeng Tower, but the eldest lady was said to be in a very bad mood these two days, and no one dared to touch her bad luck, so she put it in the warehouse and planned to send it after a while. It's not too late.Especially in order to prevent too many people, this box of charcoal was deliberately placed in the inner compartment and locked separately.

But there are many things, but this is missing...

For a moment, everyone shut their mouths unanimously, and the small square in front of the warehouse was suddenly silent.

"It's a big trouble! Let me tell you, it's a big trouble!" Wang Taotao became more and more angry as he thought about it. "If you can't find out who it is, you will suffer! Let me tell you, no one here can escape!"

"Manager, Manager!" Qiu Zhe hurriedly blocked him: "Let's ask questions first!"

At this time, the people standing below could no longer keep quiet, and became noisy in twos and threes.

"What's going on?" Taking advantage of this gap, Yan Hai asked Qiu Zhe, "Someone dares to steal in Chaomu Pavilion?"

"Don't mention it, let's see what happened." Qiu Zhe's head grew dizzy: "A box of Wujin charcoal is not a big deal, I'm afraid that someone with a heart will use it to make trouble."

"But the charcoal is not locked inside..."

At this time, a small man came over and whispered something in Wang Taotao's ear.

"Self-stealing! It must be self-stealing!" Wang Taotao pointed to the crowd: "You guys, stand up for me if you have the key!"

Qiu Zhe and Yan Hai glanced at each other, and had to stand at the place designated by Wang Taotao.

They have all recognized this little man. Everyone usually calls him Qian Key. Although he looks inconspicuous, he handles most of the keys in Chaomu Pavilion.

All the seven stewards of the House of Commons have keys, so the seven who stand up are the seven of them.

"I went to look for the key for the money just now, and he said that he made the key to open it." Wang Taotao walked back and forth in front of them: "Take out the key!"

The keys are all carried close to the body, and everyone quickly took them out.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Zhe was the first to notice that Yan Hai's expression was wrong.

"The keys inside are missing." Yan Hai showed him the bunch of keys in his hand.