"Would you like to check it again?"
"Matters involving Silver are never trivial, better not get it wrong!"
It took Yun Ran quite some time to manage to say this.
In her heart, there was still a sliver of hope...
Nangong Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at her with a half-smile, "What my dear consort said is very true, however, this bag indeed contains the property stolen from the mansion."
Feng Xuan very cooperatively took out a pair of glass lamps from the burlap sack, showing them to Yun Ran:
"Please look, Consort. Here's the mark of our mansion."
Yun Ran glanced with pain, only to see the bottom of the crystal-clear glass lamps engraved with a flamboyant 'Qin' character.
Yun Ran's little heart trembled. That flicker of hope struggled and refused to die out, "What about the others? Do they all have marks?"
Feng Xuan took out several more rare treasures in succession, each marked with the Prince Qin Mansion's emblem.
Yun Ran: "..."
