Although the middle court was Yan Ze's territory, he was not the only one living in this house. She trusted him, but she could not trust the people in the backyard.
Especially women who loved beauty. They had a natural love for jewelry. There was no safe place in this room to store these deep-sea pearls.
Qin Yiling took off the jade necklace hanging around her neck, the four gold bracelets on her wrists, and more than ten deep-sea pearls. She wrapped them in a handkerchief and stuffed them into the inner pocket of her cotton coat.
Fortunately, winter clothes were thicker, and it was not easy to notice the jewelry on their bodies.
She thought that she might as well wait for Yan Ze to come back and store it in the underground vault.
In the end, there were only six large peaches left in the box, as well as the precious medicinal herbs he had dug up when he left the mountain.
