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Rich laughter echoed in the room. He quietly collected all the clothes in the cupboard. Indeed, his nose was not crooked. Other than the clothes of a woman, there was only a pitiful amount of things he was interested in.

What was going on? Why can't I find anything? There was no sanitary pad or anything like that, but there were always underwear or underwear, right? Why couldn't he find any of them? Could there be another hidden compartment? Hmm, those books are not for nothing. There are many hidden spaces in the palace. It must be.

When he thought here, the rich and rich no longer searched blindly. A pair of thief's eyes shone in all directions, specifically scanning those inconspicuous places.

The more inconspicuous these places were, the more they concealed the boundless Heavenly Mystery.

However, no matter how the wealthy looked at it, apart from a few pictures of mountains, rivers, flowers and birds, there was nothing special about this house. Could it be behind those paintings?

In a fluster, rich and powerful figures rushed to the painting. Carefully and cautiously, they flipped open the painting expectantly.

Disappointed! Other than the pale wall, there was nothing. There was not even a single trace of a spider.

There was no reason. The ancients shouldn't wear undergarments, right? But the undergarments and the like were always real, right? He used his tongue and mouth to feel it. It was not empty at all. On the contrary, there were many goods there. He could clearly feel that there was a layer of special clothing over the agate pomegranate. He must not be able to find it. F * ck!

His eyes inadvertently moved to the big bed that he had forgotten to search for. His heart skipped a beat as his eyes searched every inch of the huge and peculiar bed. Finally, he discovered something strange in the middle of the carving.

There was a picture of a brocade chicken with hibiscus carved on it. A brocade chicken was brimming with vigor and vitality. A pair of chicken eyes were bright and full of spirit, except for the towering chicken crown. It looked as if it should be standing upright and proud, but at this moment, it was extremely blurry, as if someone would frequently stroke and press it.

He's finally letting me find you. I'd like to see what you put inside so tightly.

Fugui ruthlessly pressed down on the chicken crown that was high up in the air, and then the sound of something cracking could be heard from underneath the bed.

The high bed made of sandalwood slowly descended, revealing the true face of the mountain. Through the weak sunlight outside, Wealth finally saw the article inside clearly.

This time, wealth and fortune could be seen everywhere. Inside, there were truly a myriad of colors and colors, and there were more than ten types of undergarments.

He picked them up one by one and carefully studied them. After opening his eyes, he took a deep sniff. The rich fragrance of a young girl wafted into his nose. It was so irritating that it made his nose itch. He could not help but sneeze.

Unable to hold it any longer, Fugui put a pair of small pants covered in rusted lace on his nose. He took a deep breath and his eyes became even more dispirited. Ye Zichen chuckled, then put the pants back.

Wealth laughed and continued to search. I want to see if there's anything more interesting here. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to be so careful when it was just a few vague undergarments.

His hand unconsciously moved to the bottom of the bed. He really did find something good. He carefully examined it with his hand and realized that it was actually a round and long object. He was still so tough!

Wealth revealed a strange smile on his face? Could it be that this little girl was actually unable to hold back from doing those things? Wealth was something that he was secretly proud of. He'd actually let his father find out about this. Hehe, little girl, let's see how you still dare to show off in front of your father.

He slowly pulled it out and took a look. He felt a little disappointed that it had taken him too long. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a pair of axes.

But disappointment aside from disappointment, thinking of such a scroll and how it had to be placed in such a secretive place meant that there were definitely some articles in it that had just been lost.

As he slowly opened the snow-white scroll, Fugui was stunned. The upper half of the painting was a complete mess. It was filled with the lower parts of the man he had imagined. There were all kinds of pictures. Some were thick, some were thin, some were big, some were small.

Be good to my mother! Is this a girl's thing? Too imaginative! No wonder that girl was so easily made into an orgasm by him. What a slut.

Fugui's eyes continued to look down and he suddenly froze again, his mouth wide open. This was truly a tart, yet there were actually lines and lines of words and poems below. If he read it carefully, he would find that it was written in a rather orderly manner with endless meanings.