a deep breath, her body trembling with anger. It took her a long time to calm down the fury within her."Go find out where the Yao people keep their medicinal herbs."Xiao Li raised her head, her eyes f..."One more trip, if nothing is found this time, then I can rest easy."

My mother has lived in the General's Mansion for over ten years. If she truly didn't leave anything behind, then she could only wait for her to come looking for her.

Feng Lingxi's heart still held a sliver of hope. She hoped to see some trace left by her mother, even if it was bad news, she wanted it.

Since Lu Nian's appearance, Feng Lingxi suddenly had an idea, which was to find out who her biological father was.

Feng Yixuan, with Feng Lingxi, slipped into the courtyard where Yao Wan'ying used to live. Seeing the desolate courtyard, Feng Lingxi was puzzled. She remembered that this courtyard had been given to Zhang Shi, the mother of Feng Yu Xi, before. Why would it be abandoned again

"Yi Xuan, wasn't this courtyard given to Zhang Shi How come it's now abandoned"

"It's strange to say, but after the Zhang family moved in, they fell ill shortly after and couldn't recover. After that, they kept saying that this place was haunted, claiming that your mother also suffered from a long illness when she lived here. Then, they moved back to their own courtyard. Father wouldn't let anyone clean or take care of this place, so it has been left abandoned ever since."

Of course, these were all questions he asked after he returned.

"I see."

At first, Yao Wanying's long illness was because she was poisoned by Liu Shi. But what about Zhang Shi's long illness Is it feigned or is there another hidden reason

This courtyard, she had visited many times, and remembered its furnishings well. The furniture here was all original. When her mother lived here, although the furniture was old-fashioned, it was still quite good. Now seeing these pieces discarded, Feng Lingxi felt a sense of coming home.

These pieces of furniture are said to have been brought back by others from the Zhang family, who claimed it would be a shame to throw them away. They were kept here out of that consideration, and for this reason, outsiders have praised her for remembering your mother and keeping these old things.

Feng Ling reached out and touched the fruit on the table, these pieces of furniture. There was a thick layer of dust on top, it had been at least a year and a half since anyone had lived here.

Feng Aotian would actually agree to let this place be abandoned This is the residence of his legal wife.

It seems he isn't entirely heartless towards his mother. Thinking about it now, that's understandable after all. Considering how his mother married him, Feng Aotian being able to tolerate her for so many years is already quite remarkable.

Looking at the furnishings inside, the chairs in the courtyard, everything here has returned to its original place.

"This was all set up by your father. He said that since this place is abandoned, he would put everything back the way it was when your mother left."

"So my mother's room is like that too"

Feng Yixuan nodded. "I went to take a look, it's indeed the same as before. Zhang shi moved in but didn't stay in your mother's room, there hasn't been any change there."

"I understand."

Wind Ling Xi entered her mother's room and looked at the furnishings. The wardrobe inside had been moved, and there wasn't much dust on top, indicating that someone had moved it.

"Yixuan, have you ever moved here"

Feng Yixuan shook his head, looking at Feng Lingxi's puzzled expression, "What's wrong Is there something you want to ask"

Feng Lingxi pointed at the dust on top and said, "See There's less dust up here than anywhere else. This means someone has touched it before."

Feng Yixuan hurriedly stepped forward and checked the wardrobe, carefully examining the surrounding area.

"Xierjie, did you ever see your mother move here when you were little Was there a hidden compartment inside"

"I rarely come to my mother's room."

Feng Yi Xuan thought about it too, this before Xi'er sister was a foolish child. No one allowed her out of the courtyard, let alone here. How could she possibly know these things.

"Yi Xuan, see if there are any hidden compartments around here."

Feng Yixuan responded and hurriedly searched. Feng Lingxi, on the other hand, checked around her mother's bedside, even under the bed, but found nothing. It seemed that everything had been taken care of. Most of her mother's belongings were gone, and the boxes were empty.

Perhaps this is how Feng Aotiān made it look, to fool everyone.

Feng Lingxi opened all the boxes next to him and checked them one by one.

Although I know they are all empty boxes, I still fantasize about being able to see something like my mother's.

It's a pity, really. Most of the stuff here is just empty.

Feng Lingxi put the things back in their place and looked at the pillow on the bed. It was a wooden pillow, she remembered, it was the one her mother always slept on. It was actually just a long box.

Feng Lingxi picked up the pillow and looked at the chipped wood on its surface. She reached out and touched it, her eyes filled with a wistful gaze as she thought about how many years had passed.

"Sister Xi'er, there seems to be something here."

Feng Lingxi put down her pillow, her hand unsteady. The pillow fell to the ground and cracked along a seam.

Feng Ling Xi bent down and picked it up, looking at the crack inside. It seemed like something was there. Feng Ling Xi thought about how this was something her mother had always used. She took out her dagger from her waist and sliced along the crack. Inside, there was indeed something - a parchment scroll. After glancing at it, Feng Ling Xi hid it in her bosom.

"Yixuan, what did you discover"

Feng Lingxi walked past, watching Feng Yixuan move the wardrobe aside a crack. The bricks behind the wardrobe were loose.

"Xier jie, look."

When Feng Yixuan pushed the bricks inward, a noise came from behind the wardrobe. Feng Lingxi hurriedly helped push the wardrobe aside a bit, and looked at the back where a secret compartment was opened, her face full of disbelief.

Feng Lingxi stepped forward, looking at the dark compartment. It seemed there was a box inside. Feng Lingxi reached out and fumbled around, taking out a box. She opened it and saw another piece of parchment inside, but not very large. Feng Lingxi took the parchment from her bosom, her eyes narrowed slightly.

Could this be pieced together

Feng Lingxi put the two pieces together, but they couldn't be pieced together successfully.

"Xier Jie, what is this"

"This is what I just found over there, I thought it could be pieced together with this one, but it seems like it's not."

Feng Yixuan was looking at the two pieces, which seemed to have nothing to do with each other.

"Sister Xi'er, put that away first and we can study it when we get back."

Feng Yixuan reminded, “Let’s keep looking for other clues. If we can’t find any, let’s go back early.” It’s getting late, and we don’t want to be discovered. If we’re caught here, it won’t be good.

Feng Ling hastily put away the parchment scroll. Today's harvest had already exceeded her expectations, she wouldn't expect any more discoveries. If she guessed correctly, these two pieces of parchment were the last clue left by her mother here.

Just now she glanced at it, the parchment was covered with many drawings, all of which were geographical locations. As for what they meant, she had no idea.

Feng Yixuan accompanied Feng Lingxi in searching the courtyard, but found nothing else. He returned to Feng Yixuan's courtyard to treat Tian Xiaomi.

When Feng Lingxi and Feng Yixuan returned, Tian Xiaomi rushed forward.

"Why are you just coming now Your father just sent someone to ask about me, and I managed to brush them off. If you don't come soon, I'm afraid he'll be here himself later."

Did Zhang come to cause you troubleid solemnly, "You can't take it away. Luo Li already knows about your appearance, and he also knows that Wan'er came here. You can hide easily, but can you hide for a lifetime Some things must be face...