I became the Prime Minister's Adored Wife after Transmigrating

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Chapter 321: Could It Be That He Could Make Things Appear From Thin Air?

After a loud bang, the golden lotus on the wall disappeared.

In its place was a square entrance.

"Is there a secret passage here?" Ji Zhao subconsciously looked at Shen Yao beside her and asked curiously.

"Ah Tao, stand guard here. I'll go in and take a look." Shen Yao looked up at her and said in a low voice.

"But..." Ji Zhao wanted to accompany him in to take a look.

"Be good." Shen Yao glanced at her, and Ji Zhao nodded obediently. "Then if you feel that something is wrong, run out quickly?"

"Mm."

Shen Yao bent over and walked into the square entrance. It was pitch-black in front of him.

He held onto the wall and walked down step by step. Finally, he saw a flash of light not far away.

To his surprise, he saw a pair of clear, confused eyes and the half-eaten candied hawthorn in that person's hand.

As time passed bit by bit, Ji Zhao, who was guarding outside, became more and more nervous.

Just as she was pacing around anxiously, she finally heard movement.

"Shen Yao, are you alright?" Ji Zhao hurriedly went forward, but he realized that there was a small tail behind Shen Yao.

"This is?" Ji Zhao looked at the disheveled child with half a candied hawthorn in his hand and frowned blankly. "He..."

"Zhaozhao, this child was locked in the secret room," Shen Yao explained concisely. "He doesn't seem to know how to speak."

"Why docs he have my leftover candied hawthorn?" Ji Zhao's gaze fell on the candied hawthorn in that person's hand, and she became even more confused. "Did you give it to him?"

"No." Shen Yao did not know whether to laugh or cry when he heard her question. "When

I entered the secret room, he was already holding this stick of candied hawthorn."

"Isn't that too strange?" Ji Zhao was even more puzzled. "Could it be that he knows how to take things from afar?"

"I don't know." Shen Yao shook his head and said, "Zhaozhao, shall we send him to the officials?"

"Might as well."

For some reason, Ji Zhao felt that this child's eyes were a little familiar.

"Shen Yao, let's bring him home first. We have to change him into a clean set of clothes, right?"

"Might as well."

At that moment, Zhao Lanhua was stewing pork rib soup with yams at home.

"Is the fire good?" Shen Dashan, who was sitting in front of the furnace, poked his head out and asked with a simple and honest smile.

"Perfect!" Zhao Lanhua praised happily.

When Shen Yao and Ji Zhao rushed back, a strong fragrance floated in the courtyard.

Gurgle gurgle.

"Are you hungry?" Ji Zhao heard a loud gurgling sound and subconsciously looked at the young boy who was tugging at the corner of her shirt.

"You're back?" Hearing the commotion, Zhao Lanhua walked out of the kitchen with a smile. She took a closer look and thought that her eyes were playing tricks on her. "Third Brother, Ah Tao, did you pick up a little beggar?"