The painting depicts a beautiful woman sitting sideways in front of the window lattice, her eyes lowered and she is red. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although it seems that there are many thoughts on the drawing paper, the people on it are still vivid.

Feng Jiwen was stunned for a moment.

She vaguely felt that the person on the painting was ...... Déjà vu.

But suddenly, I can't remember where I've seen it.

I couldn't help but rummage through my memory to find it, and for a while, I gradually came out of my mind.

"Ma'am, ma'am?"

Xiaoxian whispered to her twice.

Feng Jiwen suddenly came back to her senses.

Seeing that Cheng Yuan was looking at her, it was obvious that Fang had just said something, and she couldn't help but say quite arrogantly: "Fang was attracted to this painting just now, and I couldn't hear Shibo's words clearly for a while...... Please forgive me. ”

Cheng Yuan didn't mean to blame, and said: "It's okay, it's just that Xi Zhai has something to say, and I want you not to worry too much about it in Beijing." ”

Feng Jiwen nodded.

At this time, I saw that Cheng Yuan also turned his head to look at the painting hanging behind the bookcase.

Feng Jiwen had doubts in her heart, but she couldn't solve them, so she took the opportunity to ask: "I don't know if the person in this painting is real or false?"

If it were a real person, she would have seen it somewhere.

Feng Jiwen thought very firmly.

"I painted this painting more than 30 years ago. Cheng Yuan's tone changed slightly from the solemn atmosphere of the past, with a rare hint of gentleness.

Feng Jiwen was stunned when she heard this.

More than thirty years ago?

More than thirty years ago, let alone her, even the original Feng Jiwen had not yet been born.

Could it be that she thinks that the person in this painting is familiar, is it her delusion?

"The man in the painting is my wife. ”

At this time, I heard Cheng Yuan say in a distant tone.

Feng Jiwen was even more surprised for a while.

I see.

I have heard for a long time that this loyal and brave duke has been infatuated for a lifetime, and his wife died early but has not yet married.

Seeing that he was looking at the picture scroll in a daze, his wise and heroic eyes were full of emotions that made people look at it carefully, and Feng Jiwen didn't say anything more for a while.

Until Cheng Yuan came back to his senses from his memories.

The two of them said something about Heshen again, and Feng Jiwen had nothing to ask in her heart, so she didn't bother anymore, got up and asked for her resignation.

Cheng Yuan also got up and sent her outside the study.

When she crossed the threshold of the study and was about to leave, Feng Jiwen turned her head again and glanced deeply at the painting.

She should not be farsighted now, although she is only eight or nine steps away, but she can no longer see the eyebrows and eyes of the person on the painting, but because of this, there is only the particularly unique temperament of the beautiful woman in her eyes-

Indifferent but dignified, noble but cold......

It's actually with ......

It is eighty or ninety percent similar to the concubine!

Thinking about it like this, the appearance of the person in the painting with his eyebrows lowered and eyes that he had just seen up close appeared in front of him again.

Feng Jiwen felt that her brain had a knot in the moment.

She suddenly understood where her sense of déjà vu came from.

Because of the man in the picture...... It's like the appearance of the concubine when she was young!

Although she doesn't know what the concubine looked like when she was young, the concubine has a good look, and it seems that the only thing that has changed is the current dress that has to be as light as possible due to the death of the former emperor, and the calm atmosphere that has accumulated and precipitated over the years.

And the person in the painting vaguely has some of the smart appearance of a girl.

So she only looked at it, and she only felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where this familiarity came from......

But how could Cheng Shibo's late wife be so similar to the concubine?

With such a gorgeous appearance, there is a person who is already rare in the world, and there is such a unique temperament that others can't learn...... How could there be such a coincidence in this world?

Until she got into the carriage, Feng Jiwen still couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

She suddenly remembered the situation when the concubine had lied to her that she 'didn't know Qing Zheng'.

There seemed to be a very intricate web in her mind, which caught her thoughts.

"Mrs., Mrs. ......"

Xiaoxian shook Feng Jiwen's arm slightly.

Feng Jiwen looked at her.

"Here it is, ma'am. ”

Arrived?

Feng Jiwen nodded a little slowly.

Xiaoxian helped her out of the carriage and couldn't help asking, "Is Mrs. still worried about the uncle?" ”

Feng Jiwen was a little embarrassed when she heard it.

She was indeed worried about Heshen, but she ...... this way But his mind was completely hooked by the things on the side.

She has been thinking about the Qingzheng in Fu Heng's mouth, the Qingzheng in her grandfather's mouth and the grandmother who used to call her concubine's maiden name before her death, and even the portrait in Cheng Shibo's study, and the ...... between the concubine Is it all related?

There seem to be too many secrets on the concubine.

Feng Jiwen returned to Yinglian's Mansion at the beginning of her life, listened to the servant, and Liu Quan came over.

Since He Shen left Beijing and she moved back to Yinglian Mansion to live temporarily, Liu Quan was taking care of all the affairs in the house, and Feng Jiwen often had orders, so he went back and forth between the two places, which was a matter of three or five times.

But coming over at this time, Feng Jiwen guessed that it should be related to hearing about Heshen.

Sure enough, Liu Quan just saluted her and mentioned the matter.

The two brothers He Shen and He Lin have been dependent on each other for many years, and they have been accompanying Liu Quan, who has suffered a lot with the two masters, and between the two masters, the love between them is not ordinary master and servant.

"I just came back from Cheng Shibo's mansion. Feng Jiwen withdrew from the other subordinates, and only then did she tell Liu Quan about the general situation of He Shen now.

Liu Quan almost cried when he heard this.

"Uncle...... It's really hard. He sighed lowly, and didn't dare to show too much emotion in front of Feng Jiwen.

"At least life is fine. Feng Jiwen didn't know whether to comfort herself or Liu Quan, so she tried her best to say in a calm tone: "Except for life, the rest are secondary, and if you wait, you can come back safely." ”

"Madame has a point. Liu Quan forced back the tears in his eyes.

"You go back and ask someone to send a letter to the second master and explain something to him. Feng Jiwen didn't say anything else, and got down to business.

"Madame, please command. ”

"First tell the second master that he doesn't need to worry about things at home, so he doesn't need to rush back to Beijing. In addition, the uncle's daily life and medication in Yunnan all made him pay more attention to it, and he must not let outsiders handle it. She said: "First, it is to prevent the Burmese people from making a detailed plan to revenge, and secondly, it can also prevent those black hands hiding in the shadows." ”

In officialdom, no more than others, now that He Shen is unconscious, it is easy to be exploited by villains, so it is always right to be cautious.

Liu Quan secretly thought that his wife could see it, but there was no bit of meticulousness.

After responding, I heard Feng Jiwen explain again: If Mr. Ding and Mr. Qian ask, they will be okay with their uncle, and they can return to Beijing after their injuries are healed, so they can rest assured.

Liu Quan responded again, and saw that Feng Jiwen had no other instructions, so he went.

……

On the other side, Mrs. Fu Heng also wanted to see Cheng Yuan.

She called for Fukangan. (To be continued.) )