After all, in order to completely hide her identity, even in the house, the original owner''s little sister hid it very deeply, let alone hang it directly around her waist


    Thinking of this, Xiang Xing immediately drooped his small face and hurriedly bowed to Feng Han.


    Embarrassed and apologized, "I''m sorry, sister fenghan, I, i... I really don''t know. There''s something in my purse..."


    "... nothing, nothing, ha ha."


    Feng Han blushed and waved with a dry smile. "The little general dresses up all day in men''s clothes and doesn''t wear a purse. He who doesn''t know is innocent."


    "But..."


    She looked at the messy objects on the table. Her beautiful eyes blinked a little, and she couldn''t help laughing even more. "Little general, what are you looking for from me?"


    "Ah, I almost forgot."


    After Feng Han''s reminding, the little guy finally remembered his serious business, and Xiaolian became serious again.


    She took a deep breath, then suddenly bent down, and her small face was very close to those beads, hairpins, jewelry, coins and so on.


    Feel it hard.


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


    It was a very small pure gold hairpin with a very simple shape. There was only a round little gold bead embedded in the hairpin made of gold.


    Except for pure gold, it feels very luxurious. Everything is very ordinary, just like a clumsy work for practicing.


    But it was such an insignificant thing that made her feel that the breath contained in this thing was somewhat similar to the internal breathing of martial arts, which was almost the same as the feeling of Gong Ling in the memory fragments!


    That is, they are the same material.


    Her intuition told her that the material had something to do with situ Ling''s sudden fainting.


    Thinking of this, the little guy suddenly felt a little confident.


    She gently pursed her pink lips, and immediately picked up the little gold hairpin carefully. She asked fenghan, "sister fenghan, where did you buy this gold hairpin?" Love me


    "... ah?"


    By such a question, Feng Han couldn''t help being stunned.


    But he coughed a little unnaturally, and his eyes shook slightly. "I didn''t buy this... I found the master of the blacksmith shop and made it casually after smelting with other things."


    Then she suddenly looked at Xiang Xing strangely and said with a smile, "little general, do you like this style?"


    The old fellow Smith''s work is so... Ordinary, little general''s taste is not so special.


    "No."


    The little guy shook his head gently.


    Soft eyes blinked for a few minutes, as if they were aware of something again. After meditating for a moment, they continued to speak, "sister fenghan, before the hairpin... Is it a string of palace bells?"


    "... how did you know?!"


    Hearing the speech, fenghan seemed to be startled, and meimou stared incredulously.


    It can''t be true?


    This thing... Should not be known by a third person.


    However, while Feng Han was thinking like this, he saw his brother suddenly come out from behind the screen.


    Looking at the bottom of her eyes was full of serious color: "Ouyang Lian returned the Gong Ling to you?"


    "... how come even you know the existence of Gong Ling?!"


    Feng Han turned her eyes helplessly.


    But in the face of these two inquiry eyes, the woman frowned and sighed silently.


    Shrugged and confessed, "yes, he forced it back a while ago. I thought it was inconvenient, so I took it to melt."