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Hearing the palace lord's question, Zhang Lan quickly withdrew her thoughts and stopped complaining about herself.

Turning to look at the Palace Master, he said without any concealment: "I have an agreement with Mr. Kang. He will help me avenge me. I will help you find out the truth seven years ago. It's just that I didn't expect it to be so dangerous to find the truth. Ai Rou wanted to kill me to silence me, so now I'm not just for the agreement, but to save my life."

"Ai Rou wants to kill you?" With her eyes slightly open, the Palace Master couldn't believe it, no matter how cruel Ai Rou was, she couldn't do such a vile thing as killing someone.

But looking at Zhang Lan's sincere eyes, the palace lord was a little shaken. Since Ai Rou had already killed someone seven years ago, I'm afraid this matter is also true.

"Okay, I will find a way to steal the recording pen." Looking at Zhang Lan for a moment, the palace master's eyes were full of determination, but after only a few seconds, she was stunned again: "But I don't want Do you know where she hid the recorder?"

"I saw her put it in the right pocket of her dress."

After saying that, the palace lord nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the villa without saying goodbye to Zhang Lan.

Just two steps away, Zhang Lan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and shouted at the palace master in a moderate way: "You must act quickly, and steal the recording pen back before the crew finishes work. Otherwise, when she goes back, the evidence will definitely be wiped out, and it will be difficult to trick her out."

There was a slight pause in the leaving footsteps, and the Palace Mistress felt unprecedented pressure, but no matter how great the pressure was, she would try her best to try.

Turning around slowly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he waved to Zhang Lan before turning around and leaving.

Looking at the palace lord's back, Zhang Lan's heart beat like a drum, worrying whether she could successfully steal the recording pen.

But right now, she can't do anything, she can only quietly wait for news from the Palace Master.

Standing outside the villa door, the Palace Mistress quietly looked at Ai Rou, who was filming, her eyes were full of inquiry.

She is obviously a delicate-looking woman, why does she have such a numb heart.

Looking at Ai Rou for a moment, the Palace Master racked his brains, not knowing how to get the recording pen in the right pocket of her clothes.

"Ka, Ai Rou, your expression is wrong." In the villa, Gu Mo yelled with a loudspeaker, got up and walked to her side, to help her demonstrate.

Seeing that this is a good time, the Palace Mistress turned her eyes to look around, and when she saw the mineral water in the corner, her eyes lit up instantly, and she had a solution.

After demonstrating the expressions and movements, Gu Mo returned to the camera and shouted again with the loudspeaker: "Okay, let's do it again."

"Wait." Seeing that they were about to start filming again, the palace lord quickly ran to the corner, picked up a bottle of mineral water, then turned around and ran to Ai Rou, turned to face Gu Mo and explained with a smile: "She may be too If you are nervous, let her drink a sip of water to relax."

While speaking, the palace lord unscrewed the cap of the bottle, and handed it to Ai Rou with a smile.

Frowning slightly, Ai Rou immediately raised her vigilance when she saw that the palace lord was being courteous with nothing to do.

"Thank you, but there's no need." Stretching out his hand, he blocked the mineral water bottle that was handed over with his hand. The palace master was defenseless, and was splashed all over by the water spilled from the bottle.

In an instant, the clothes on the palace lord's stomach were soaked, and they were tightly attached to the skin, feeling cold.

The sudden change stunned everyone present and wanted to step forward to help get the paper, but Fu Ma took the first step.

But because of the difference between men and women, Fu Ma just handed the toilet paper to the Palace Mistress and asked her to wipe it by herself.

"Go and change clothes." Frowning slightly, Fu Ma looked at her pitifully, worried that she would catch a cold.

After all, the weather is not summer now, if you don't pay attention, you will catch a cold.

After receiving the toilet paper handed over by Fu Ma, the Palace Master smiled faintly and shook his head: "I'm fine."

Turning to look at Ai Rou, seeing that her face was still expressionless, the palace lord turned his gaze to the slightly bulging pocket on the right side of her clothes.

But afraid that Ai Rou would find that her attention was on the recording pen, the Palace Master withdrew his gaze like a hurricane, turned around with the toilet paper and wiped it.

Looking at the palace lord's figure for a moment, Fu Ma's eyes were filled with distress.

Gu Mo walked over slowly, patted his shoulder, and stared at him without blinking, as if asking for his opinion.

Turning his eyes and looking at Gu Mo, Fu Ma nodded slightly: "Continue."

After saying that, Gu Mo turned around and walked towards the camera, holding the loudspeaker and yelling again: "Continue shooting."

On the other side of the villa, the palace lord threw away the absorbent tissue, found a place to sit down, and looked at Ai Rou for a moment.

Originally, she wanted to let go of the mineral water bottle the moment Ai Rou stretched out her hand to catch the water, but unexpectedly she blocked it.

It's fine if the trick doesn't work out, but she's still stealing money and getting her clothes wet.

Sighing slightly, the palace lord didn't know what to do next in order to successfully get the recording pen.

Ai Rou is so vigilant, I'm afraid she has no chance, so she can only continue the plan with another person, but who should it be?

Turning his eyes to look around, he glanced at everyone one by one, and when his eyes fell on Pan Xiao, the Palace Mistress shook his head slightly and directly denied it.

Pan Xiao is her manager, and Ai Rou guards against her, so she will naturally guard against Pan Xiao, so it's not suitable.

Slightly frowning, the palace lord was a little depressed, there were so many people on the set, and he couldn't find a suitable candidate.

Sighing slightly, the palace lord looked worried, and just when she was depressed, a sweet voice came from beside her: "Palace lord, are you okay, do you want to take a bath and change your clothes?"

Hearing the sweet female voice, the Palace Mistress's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Yang Lingyan who was speaking. She actually forgot about this female Tang Monk.

Seeing that the palace lord didn't speak, but only looked at her for a moment, Yang Lingyan thought that she was waiting for her next words.

After finally finding someone who didn't find her annoying, Yang Lingyan raised her lips slightly and continued: "I went to try washing it just now, and it feels comfortable. You should go too."

"I'm in good health, I won't catch a cold." Slightly pursing her lips, the palace master's eyes became brighter, Yang Lingyan swallowed her saliva, stood up and wanted to escape.

But as soon as she stood up, the palace lord grabbed her wrist quickly and said with a sinister smile, "Yan'er, do me a favor."

Turning to Guo, looking at the palace lord, Yang Lingyan had a mournful face, regretting why she came to care about her.

Sighing slightly, Yang Lingyan sat down resignedly, and looked at the palace master for a moment: "What's the matter, just tell me."

Seeing Yang Lingyan agreeing, the Palace Mistress regained her spirits in an instant, turned her eyes to look around, and after making sure that there was no one else around, she whispered the ins and outs of the matter in a low voice.

After listening to the palace lord's explanation, Yang Lingyan stared at the palace lord in disbelief, looked at the palace lord for a moment, and exclaimed: "What, Ai..."