Girl, let me check it out.

Before Fang Weihan could say the excuse he had prepared long ago, he took off the jade pendant from his waist and threw it over.

Fang Weihan raised his hand to catch it.

There is a pagoda-shaped relief painted on the jade pendant, which is nested in circles to form the Chinese character "王", which is extremely exquisite.

"Just take my jade pendant to the Directorate of Works and have the people there take you to the Camp Clan Treasury."

Wang Zhiyou waved his hand nonchalantly.

You didn't even ask me about my purpose and just gave it to me like that?

This king's reason...

Fang Weihan felt a little warm in his heart, raised his hand and thanked:

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

"We are all brothers, why be polite!"

Wang Zhiyou patted his shoulder and laughed.

"Since you are in such a hurry, I won't keep you drinking. Be careful on the road."

"rest assured."

Fang Weihan turned and left, waving his hand.

Wang Zhiyou watched him walk out of Xiangyuan Building, then returned to his private room and yelled:

"Come on, come on, those who didn't believe that I could write a good poem, drink three cups as punishment!"

"Chen Congqian, why are you hiding? I'm talking about you! Drink first!"

……

This was Fang Weihan's first visit to the Military Construction Bureau.

With the help of Wang Zhiyou's jade pendant, he successfully entered the Yingzong library where the architectural information of the world was stored.

"boom!"

The guard of that warehouse lit up the spirit stone lamp in the Yingzong warehouse.

"Your Highness Prince Guangling, this is the Yingzong Treasury that we will supervise."

Kushou bowed respectfully.

This young man is a vassal prince of the current dynasty, and he is holding the eldest young master's jade pendant. We cannot neglect him!

"The shelves numbered one to twenty-four are the construction records of Changming's buildings, twenty-five to forty-one are the construction records of Sili, and forty-one to one hundred and sixty-six are the important construction records sent to Changming from all over the world. Your Highness can search for whichever part you want to check."

Fang Weihan nodded slightly, indicating that he could leave.

The door of the treasury slammed shut, stirring up a cloud of dust that made Fang Weihan cough repeatedly.

It can be seen that no one has been to this place for a long time.

You are a supervisory institution, and it is a formal institution after all. How come you don’t even have a cleaning staff?

Looking at the messy files piled up like a mountain in front of him, Fang Weihan felt a little nervous.

When should I find it?

He decided to give it a try first.

The location of Huanhua Tower is Anlefang in Changming.

"Qingyuanfang, Dikangfang, Linhefang..."

He searched for a long time and finally found the file marked "An Le" on shelf No. 17.

But this number is just too much.

This shelf was about three people tall, and Fang Weihan had to crane his neck to see the top of the shelf.

He gritted his teeth and fought!

Isn't it just a shelf of books? I've even passed the college entrance examination, so why would I be afraid of your pile of crappy books?

Fang Weihan immediately brought a ladder and climbed to the top shelf.

He decided to start from the top down.

Time passed by unknowingly. Apart from the sound of rummaging through files, the only sound in the room was the flickering light of the spirit stone lamp.

……

At the other end of Changming, a horse-drawn carriage rolled quickly across the flooded street, and the sound of horse hooves hitting the bluestone sounded like crisp drumbeats.

Xie Lingwan only found out what happened in Huanhua Tower this afternoon.

When Xie Lingwan saw Fang Weihan's poem "Writing Love", she was speechless for a long time.

She held the paper and read it carefully word by word.

With every word she read, her throat choked a little, until finally she could no longer make any sound.

The poem was not long, only twenty-eight words, and no matter how careful she was, she still finished reading it quickly.

But Xie Lingwan felt that a long time had passed, like a lifetime.

To outsiders, this poem is just a romantic love poem, but they will be impressed by its literary grace and obsessed with its imagery.

But Xie Lingwan was different. She was an eyewitness to this relationship and read something different from this poem.

Her bare hand rested weakly on her left chest.

There is some pain in the area where my heart is.

Xie Lingwan looked at the dancing moonlight outside the window.

She has always known how much Fang Weihan has invested in this relationship.

But she still couldn't give him a promise.

Now even their engagement is on the verge of collapse.

She had thought about it countless times and thought that it would be better to elope with Fang Weihan, leave Changming, leave Da Zhou, and hide in an empty corner.

She often dreamed that she and Fang Weihan got married and had a child, and then she woke up in a cold sweat, caught off guard.

After all, it can only be a dream, a fantasy that is destined to be impossible to realize.

I heard that he had a fight with that monster the day before yesterday and was seriously injured.

Two days went by and I didn't even go to see him.

Am I also his fiancée?

What kind of fiancée am I...

Xie Lingwan slowly closed her slightly red eyes and clutched the collar of her clothes tightly.

The carriage gradually slowed down until it finally stopped.

We have arrived at Prince Guangling’s Palace.

Xie Lingwan got off the carriage and let her shoes get soaked by the water.

She walked up the stairs again, step by step, and knocked on the vermilion gate of the palace as usual.

Xie Lingwan was in a state of confusion and a little frightened.

She was worried whether she was really worthy of his love and his poem.

She had no idea what to say to Fang Weihan when she met him.

But she still came, she had to see Fang Weihan.

Even if you just say nothing.

"Xie family girl, are you here to see His Highness?"

Seeing that the person coming was Xie Lingwan, Mr. Zhao opened the door and asked.

"Yes, Second Master."

Xie Lingwan was startled by her own voice.

Why so hoarse?

She didn't cry...

Xie Lingwan quickly sniffed and calmed herself down.

I can't meet him in this state.

"Let me see him."

Although Mr. Zhao was smiling, his smile seemed forced.

In his heart, he had already cursed Fang Weihan, the little bastard.

What's wrong with this little prince? Why is he so favored by the young lady from the aristocratic family?

Xiao Jin has come twice today, and now the girl from the Xie family is here too.

He was not here yet.

Mr. Zhao was a little groggy during his nap at noon and forgot to tell Fang Weihan that two young ladies had come to see him the night before.

Now he just wanted to slap himself twice.

Now, I, Old Zhao, am in a difficult situation.

"Girl, His Highness is not here."

"Not here?"

Xie Lingwan's eyes were out of focus and she muttered.

Her voice was a little erratic, and she seemed not to understand the meaning of the two words, so she repeated them again.

"He's not in now?"

He's not here again?

"His Highness went out just after noon today. I don't know what he went to do."

Master Zhao saw that the girl in front of him was in a bad mood and showed signs of turning evil, so he quickly told the truth.

Damn, this girl from the Xie family is too scary when she is angry, just like a big shot in the court, making people scared when they see her.

"Where did he go..."

Just as Xie Lingwan was about to ask, she heard Mr. Zhao say that he didn't know.

"Well, I'll just wait here for him to come back."

After that, she walked aside without saying a word.

The slender and weak figure stood stubbornly in the moonlight, looking extremely lonely.

You were obviously injured so badly, why did you still go out and wander around?

Normally you are always here at this time, but why were you not here the two times I came?

You hurt yourself the first time, what do you want the second time?

Xie Lingwan felt a sense of grievance in her heart, her nose felt sore, and she suddenly wanted to cry.

Fang Weihan, I want to see you, where are you?

Chapter 34 Would the Emperor open a brothel?

"Do you know what is the most despairing thing in life?"

Fang Weihan threw the file in his hand casually as if it was a piece of garbage.

The files had piled up into a small mountain at his feet.

"We have heard of each other but never met, we have destiny but no chance?"

Yun Shu wrote in confusion.

You are quite artistic.