Although he has a good memory, he dare not be 100% sure. However, the table is full of military and national affairs and cannot be tolerated. If someone is really touched, it means that there is a spy among the maids around him.

The man knocked on the table. After dealing with today's political affairs, he seemed to accidentally put a piece of paper in one of the memorials.

His daily life can be called boring. After handling political affairs, it was almost noon. After lunch, the man practiced riding and shooting for a while in the afternoon, stretching his muscles and bones. At night, he played chess with himself, holding white pieces in one hand and black pieces in the other.

At first, Xie Jiuyao wanted to learn about the world through what he saw, but later she almost fell asleep. After all, she didn't rest much at night and was a little in a bad mood.

After the man fell asleep, Xie Jiuyao successfully took charge of the body. She looked through the memorial as usual and slept earlier than yesterday. If the body was too sleeping enough, the owner of the body might notice it.

The next morning, the first thing the man did was to walk to the table. He looked at the paper he had been put into the memorial yesterday and suddenly smiled nervously.

He deliberately applied ink on both sides of the paper, and the ink had a certain stickiness, so he stuck the two pages of the memorial together through this piece of paper. When someone turned it on, a certain trace would be formed.

Someone touched his memorial.

He has spies around him.

Moreover, this spy has a certain status. Because he doesn't like to be approached, there are not many maids around him, and there are only two who are qualified to enter the bedroom.

Two first-class palace maids, Chunying and Qiusu.

There are also four second-class palace maids who have a certain chance to enter the bedroom.

After the man confirmed that someone had touched the memorial, he called all six maids over. He lowered his eyebrows lazily: "There is a spy among you. I don't have that much patience. If I can't find it, I will cut them down together."

The faces of several maids turned pale and they were lying on the ground trembling. At this time, some guards had already searched for their place of residence. It would be best to find the spy. If they couldn't find it, they could only die together.

The man in front of him did this kind of thing just to change a few maids who served him.

They wanted to catch the spy out quickly so that the remaining people would have a chance to survive. After about half an hour, the guards in charge of the search came back to report, but there was no suspicion.

Several maids were lying on the ground at that time because this was not good news. Once the spy could not be found, they would all die.

"Your Majesty, I am wronged..."

A maid struggled to ask for forgiveness, but was dragged out by covering her mouth and nose. Only Chunying and Qiu Su were left, with respectful bowing their heads. They were definitely not spies. This was the deceased queen mother who had already passed away. She almost grew up with him.

But men do not trust them 100% more, but they trust a little more than others.

"Did you two see something strange in your bedroom last night?"

"Go back to Your Majesty, nothing." After answering, Qiu Su seemed to remember something, and then said, "When I was watching the night in the past two days, I always saw the candlelight in the hall, so I didn't get too close, so I didn't..."

"Wait, when did you say the candlelight will be on?" The man suddenly turned around and stared at Qiu Su tightly. Qiu Su was startled and said quickly: "Around the Yin hour today, there was a slight candlelight..."

At the hour of Yin, it is between three and four in the morning.

"Get out." The expression on the man's face did not change much. It was not until the two maids left that he gently touched his face.

"Ajiu..."

"You're here..."

"Why don't you answer me..."

Xie Jiuyao didn't know how to describe her mood at this time. She never expected that this man was so vigilant and so keen that her existence would appear in just two days.

But he seemed a little abnormal, especially mentally.

Xie Jiuyao watched the man seemingly in a frenzy, constantly calling out the name called Ajiu, but in the end he could not get any response, so he slowly calmed down.

He looked calm, but his eyes were full of irritability. His nails kept scratching the armrests of the chair. After a long time, the man took out the paper and began to write seriously on the paper.

He seemed to be writing to Ajiu, and the lines were filled with a full of pampering, gentleness, and even a little cautious.

Finally, the letter paper was folded up by him, and he began to pace around the room, waiting for the sun to set. Not long after the sun set, the man lay on the bed and placed the letter paper on his chest.

Xie Jiuyao was a little helpless and called 6 squad for a long time, but 6 squad did not emerge. Finally, he couldn't bear it: "If you don't come out again, I will tell this person my existence."

"Oh, what did Ajiu say? I was too busy just now and didn't hear it." 6 Zheng came out, as if the person who had been pretending that he didn't exist was not him.

"What should I do?" Xie Jiuyao whispered. She felt that if this continued, this person who was a tyrant would become more manic, and no one knew what he would do.

"If his soul does not reject you, it doesn't matter even if you know your existence. But no one would want another soul in his body, right? Ah Jiu, you still have to decide some things yourself." 6 Zheng said seriously: "This is also a kind of practice."

It was clearly because he was unwilling to take the blame.

Xie Jiuyao tossed and turned for a long time, but she sat up and opened the letter paper. She read it when the man wrote the letter, but now she read it again, and she felt a different feeling.

There is only one sentence in his letter: Ajiu, don’t be afraid, brother will never hurt you, the country, life, mine is yours.

The signature is the character "小".

Xie Jiuyao read it over and over again, but she still did not deceive the man. She studied the ink and wrote a sentence on the other side of the letter.

The first time I met, hello, I am Xie Jiuyao.

She is not his sister, he recognized the wrong person, and Xie Jiuyao chose to reveal the truth.

Although this truth seems a bit cruel, especially for a person who is almost crazy, Xie Jiuyao has always been a person who likes cruel truths more than beautiful illusions.

Fakes will never become true, and kind lies will always be lies.

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