After all, in order to completely hide her identity, the original owner's young lady hid that thing extremely deep even in the mansion, let alone hanging it directly on her waist......

Thinking of this, Xiang Xing suddenly lowered his little face, and hurriedly bowed deeply to Feng Han.

apologized with an embarrassed face, "I'm sorry, Sister Fenghan, I, I'm ...... I really don't know, there's a ...... in my purse."

“…… It's okay, it's okay, haha. ”

Feng Han blushed, smiled dryly and waved his hand, "The little general dresses up as a man all day long, and he doesn't wear a purse, so those who don't know are not guilty." ”

"But ......"

She looked at the messy large piece of objects on the table, her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and she couldn't help but smile even more, "Little general, what are you looking for from me?" ”

"Ah, I almost forgot."

After being reminded by Feng Han, the little guy finally remembered his serious matter, and his little face became serious again.

She took a deep breath, and then bent down sharply, her little face moving very close to the beads, jewelry, coins, and the like.

Feel it hard.

Fortunately, in just a moment, Xiang Xing discovered something that made her feel very wrong.

It was a very small pure blonde hairpin, and the shape was also very simple, except for a small round gold bead, which was inlaid on a hairpin made of gold.

Except for the pure gold construction, which feels quite luxurious, everything is very ordinary, like a clumsy work for practice.

But it was such an inconspicuous thing, which made her feel that the aura contained in this thing was somewhat similar to the internal breath of martial arts, and the feeling that the palace bell in the memory fragment gave her was almost the same!

In other words, they are the same material.

And her intuition told her that this material must have something to do with Situ Ling's sudden fainting.

Thinking of this, the little guy suddenly felt a little sure in his heart.

She pursed her lips, then carefully picked up the little golden hairpin, and asked Fenghan, "Sister Fenghan, where did you buy this golden hairpin?" "Love me

“…… Yes? ”

Being asked like this, Feng Han couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

But he coughed a little unnaturally, his eyes flickered slightly, "I didn't buy this...... I found a master in a blacksmith shop, smelted it with something else, and then beat it casually. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly looked at Xiang Xing with strange eyes, and said with a smile, "Little General, don't you like this style?" ”

The work of this old blacksmith is so ...... Ordinary, the taste of the little general is not so special, right?

"No, it's not."

The little one shook his head gently.

The soft eyes blinked a little, as if she realized something again, and after a moment of silence, she continued to speak, "Sister Fenghan, before the hairpin...... Isn't it a string of palace bells? ”

“…… How do you know?! ”

Hearing this, Feng Han seemed to be startled, and her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

No way?

This thing...... There shouldn't be a third person who knows.

However, just as Feng Han was thinking like this, he saw his younger brother suddenly walk out from behind the screen.

Looking at her, his eyes were full of seriousness: "Ouyang Lian returned the palace bell to you?" ”

“…… How come even you know about the existence of Gong Suzu?! ”

Feng Han rolled her eyes helplessly.

But in the face of these two inquiring glances, the woman frowned, and could only sigh silently.

Shrugged his shoulders and confessed, "Yes, he forcibly stuffed it back by himself a while ago, and I didn't think it was an eyesore, so I took it and melted it." ”