“He is Wang Fan, the guard of the outer courtyard. Last night, we all saw him when the servants came to put out the fire in Bitter Bamboo Grove. When he died, he was still wearing that set of armor he wore when putting out the fire.” At this time, Pu Gongying suddenly thought of something. She took out a hairpin inlaid with plum blossom from the sleeve and handed it to Mammy Li, “You are in charge of the lost and found. I picked up it in the atrium and hand it to you ...