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The flower pot is very ordinary, and the soil inside has dried and hardened. What really caught my eye was the dead branch of the peach tree inserted in it.

I recalled the situation in the courtyard of the mansion. This window seemed to be facing the peach tree.

Open the window and enjoy the beautiful view of the peach blossoms in bloom.

This dead branch looks like it was broken off from the peach tree in the yard.

But trees need a wide space to grow, so how can they survive in flower pots?

The petals on the dead branches have long since withered and turned black.

Wrinkled and huddled up, he looked very miserable.

The fate of the women in the mansion is probably like this broken peach blossom.

I sighed.

Turning around, everyone was already rummaging around the house consciously.

Except for the hedgehog head, of course.

The hedgehog head was still standing at the door, seemingly unwilling to come in.

His eyes stared blankly at the dead peach blossom branch.

Any fool can see there's something wrong with him.

I always pay attention to his actions in case he suddenly causes trouble or hurts his teammates.

After looking at him a few times, I joined the search for clues.

The most abundant things in the house were calligraphy and paintings, and there were very few gold and silver jewelry, rouge and gouache, and there was not even a dressing table.

The tone of the entire house is gloomy and monotonous, such as black, white and gray.

We unfold the scroll one by one.

The themes of many paintings and poems are peach blossoms.

The flowers in the painting are in full bloom, blooming enthusiastically and wantonly. Even if the paper is yellowed, you can still feel the vitality in it.

A sharp contrast to the dark room.

"Second aunt is such a talented woman. Not only is she good at painting, she is also good at writing poems. Her literary talent is incredible." Fat Xiaoyu couldn't help but sigh as he flipped through several poetry books.

"There are poems and calligraphy in her belly. Just reading these poems, I can imagine the appearance of a beautiful lady."

"In that era, those who could read poetry and books were the children of wealthy families. Since we were from a wealthy family, why would we marry our daughters off and keep them young? What a pity!"

"Perhaps the family was in decline." Su Sen speculated. "The times were chaotic at that time, and many officials and wealthy families were in trouble. It was better to marry your daughter to a rich man as a child than to marry a poor man as a wife."

"I don't agree with this." Fatty Fish objected immediately, "Wealth is only one aspect, talent is the most important. How can a person like this, who has three wives and four concubines, treat you sincerely?"

Su Sen smiled: "That's because you are a modern person, a new-era woman. People of that era didn't think like you do now."

"There is a saying now. I would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on the back of a bicycle. But doesn't crying make you unhappy?"

"Now is not the time to discuss this." Su Sen interrupted Fat Xiaoyu with a smile, "You are a writer, and the task of finding clues in these words is left to you. Do you have any objection?"

"Of course I have no objection!"

Fat Xiaoyu adjusted his glasses, took the books, and continued to read.

Su Sen stood up and looked around the room again.

Others were also searching diligently, rummaging through the bed and wardrobe.

I went to the bathroom.

In view of the weirdness of the bathroom on the first floor and the third aunt's bathroom, they were a little wary, so this glorious task still fell on me.

Bathrooms are prone to being haunted, and there is actually a basis for this.

Because it is dark and moist, it is easier for dirt to breed.

The bathroom layout here is similar to that of the third aunt's wife. The difference is that the mirror is intact.

The mirror reflected my face vaguely.

I stood in front of the mirror and stared at myself inside.

"Come out, stop hiding, I know you are here." I whispered.

The voice echoed faintly in the dark bathroom.

After waiting for a while, the mirror showed no response.

"I can help you get out of here, come out." I whispered to the mirror again.

There was still no movement in the bathroom.

It seems that the second aunt is not in the bathroom.

I shook my head and returned to the bedroom.

"Boss Li, we have made a huge discovery!" Li Ritian immediately waved to me excitedly.

Several of them were gathered together to watch something.

"What discovery?"

I walked over quickly.

"This second concubine seems to have an inexplicable relationship with another man." Li Ritian frowned.

"Oh?" I was a little surprised, "How did you find out?"

"Look in this book." A book was spread out in Fat Xiaoyu's hand, with a blank envelope inside.

"We have already read the content of the letter. It is a love letter." Li Ritian unfolded a piece of yellowed letter paper.

The pen calligraphy is quite beautiful.

But the paper was mottled, as if it was contaminated by water stains, and the writing was blurred, making it difficult to see clearly in some places.

However, we can still deduce the meaning of this letter from its approximate content.

"Dear Shuyu."

This is the beginning.

Fat Xiaoyu explained: "Shuyu is the second concubine's name. It can be proved by many of her poetry albums, calligraphy and paintings."

"Since the first time I met you, I have been deeply attracted to you. Your every frown and smile are engraved in my mind and will never go away."

"I miss your cold and melancholy eyes, your warm smile like early spring. And your peach petal lips."

"I think about it day and night. The taste of peach blossoms"

"If you stay at home, we'll see you at midnight."

The content is bold and passionate, a love letter that can make conservative girls blush and their hearts beat.

There are still a few peach blossoms sandwiched in the letter paper, but they have withered.

"The person who wrote the love letter knew the second aunt very well and knew that she liked peach blossoms, so she liked her." Su Sen analyzed.

"It's just a love letter. It doesn't prove that my second aunt is having an affair with another man, right?"

"It's true that it can't be proven, but the second aunt left this letter, which is enough to show that she was shaken in her heart. This letter was sandwiched in a very thick book and placed on the innermost shelf of the bookshelf."

"Then you tell me, did the second aunt open the door too much?" Li Ritian asked.

Fat Xiaoyu thought for a while and said: "The letter was hidden so deeply. She probably didn't want others to know. I don't think she opened the door. I read a lot of her poems and felt that she was a woman with integrity and would not do such a thing. Seeking trouble."

"It's just." After a pause, she added: "The second aunt is indeed unhappy when she marries the master of this mansion. The master doesn't really like her at all, he just treats her as a plaything. In her heart, she is She longs for someone who understands her."

"Well, the tragedy of women in that era was that they couldn't help themselves." At the end, she sighed.

I looked up at the bookshelf.

Fat Xiaoyu only found a third of the books.

There are only so many things that can be placed on this large bookshelf in the entire room.

"We didn't find any clues elsewhere, but we can tell that the second aunt is a very simple person who doesn't value money." Su Sen said.

"Then keep looking on the bookshelf, you should still find something."

Everyone took action and moved all the books down one by one from the big bookshelf.

I glanced up at the door.

The hedgehog stood there quietly, watching our every move with empty eyes.

There seemed to be liquid seeping out from the thin line on the neck.