Under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the county lord of Wanting, Mo Dye agreed to the request of the county lord not to carry the dowry to marry his daughter-in-law first, but insisted on visiting the door on the second day.

King Chen was also shocked, although the county lord was arrogant, but he had never done such a rude thing, and besides, Huangfuyu had been a detached person since he was a child, how could there be a portrait? Not to mention passing on the portrait!

However, if you don't believe it, if you don't believe it, what can you do, because now the woman in this painting on King Chen's case says that she is not the lord of Huanting, and King Chen himself doesn't believe it.

"I remember, there was a young man who was very good at drawing Ayu, so you should bring him." King Chen ordered the servants standing in the house.

"Back to the prince, that young man, he is waiting outside the mansion now." The housekeeper replied politely.

Waiting outside the house?

"Let him in."

Mo Ran followed the housekeeper in, and the closer he got to this place, the more the hairs on his body stood on end, and even in the back, not only the hairs stood upside down, but his body was sweat unconsciously.

This is a place he will never forget for the rest of his life.

No wonder, no wonder that man was sure that he would not betray him, that he would not betray him, because the people in this room were the people he hated the most!

If you want to ask who the most hated person in the world is Mo Ran, it must be the person who took him back when he was a child, played with him and threw him in the East Fence Pavilion.

This person, Mo Ran didn't know his identity, but he remembered his appearance clearly.

Twenty years is enough time for Mo Dye to change from a child to an adult man, but he can't portray an adult man into another appearance.

walked straight to the center of the room, clasped his hands into fists, and performed the standard Wensheng salute: "Caomin Yuan Hua, see the prince!" ”

The man behind the table did not look up, but just stretched out his hand and threw the scroll on the table to the ink dye: "Do you know the person in the painting?" ”

Mo Dye squatted down, the person on this painting, of course Mo Dye knew, because these pictures circulating in the capital today were all completed in front of him.

However, no one associates these drawings with ink dyeing, because they are painted in a different way than their own.

The art of ink dyeing was learned in the building since childhood. Later, although he followed behind Hengqing, he has always learned brush painting. However, the paintings on this scroll are not brush strokes.

These scrolls are painted with carbon strips.

It is not composed of lines, but if you look closely, the paintings are made up of points one by one. At the beginning, the young man in black clothes was in front of him, and quickly dotted the blackened carbon strip on the picture scroll. I didn't see anything at first, but the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.

Because, he put a person, just like that, on the picture scroll!

Moreover, the characters drawn are very realistic. If it weren't for the person on the paper who he watched with his own eyes, Mo Dye would have thought that this was a three-dimensional.

"Recognize it, and don't recognize it." Ink dyed and looked at King Chen.

"The person in the painting is exactly the same as the woman in my dreams, the person I want to pursue in this life." After a pause, Mo Ran suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down: "The grass people know that the woman in this painting is still the pearl of the prince's palm." Some things in Beijing before offended the county lord. ”

"You know you offended her?" King Chen's anger surged.

"Painting offended the county lord, can only be offset by his body, if the prince does not dislike the painting now has no merit, two have no talent to learn, painting willingly, ten miles of red makeup, welcome the county lord through the door!"

"Hehe, hahaha!"

Under Mo Ran's puzzled gaze, King Chen smiled like a madman.

"Go down, all of you, and shut the door to the king. No matter what happens, don't come in! King Chen ordered, and after that, all the people in the house went down, and the only light source in King Chen's study gradually dimmed.

"If you marry Yu'er with red makeup for ten miles? Why? ”

Mo Ran looked at King Chen puzzled, he shouldn't have anything wrong! Although I don't have any money, but this rhetoric was taught by that man, so I must be able to do it.

A trace of hesitation was seen by King Chen, and the letter reported by others before that was true.

This person was sent by someone else, who wanted to open a breakthrough from Wan Ting's side to enter the camp of the second prince, do you really think that they have no one?

"You're someone sent by Li Jia." King Chen stood up and walked slowly to Mo Ran's side, then reached out and curled his index finger to hook Mo Ran's chin.

"Sure enough, it's a face that I feel sorry for." Chen Wang sighed.

What's going on? Ink Dye was stunned. In this era, although men also wear hairpins, even men who are dressed up in feminine fashion will never be described by this word.

The only people who can be described in this word are the people of the Qinglou Chu Pavilion. The only man who can use this word is Xiaoqi.

"The little Danqing of the East Fence Pavilion." King Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a murderous aura: "Say, who sent you?" ”

Mo Ran's whole body was trembling, how could he not tremble, this person said the most unspeakable thing. What to do! He remembered that the man had said that his identity would not be revealed.

What to do!

You can't betray that man, so you can only be ink-dyed! I don't know why, at this time, there is only this one sentence in Mo Ran's mind!

"The grass people are not Danqing, the grass people's surname is Yuan Ming, and the words are dyed in ink." Ink dyed word by word reply. It's just that he can't bear the hand on his shoulder, so he can only slowly lie on the ground.

"Don't be hard-mouthed, I'll see, it's your mouth that is honest, or your body is honest." King Chen bent down, leaned into Mozhi's ear, and slowly spoke.

Chen Wang's hand stroked down the ink-stained vertebrae.

Outside King Chen's mansion, the sun gradually turned west. Outside the gate, there was an extremely ornate carriage. Carriages are the best wood, the best accessories. Even the curtains, if you look closely, are small pearls. This curtain alone is worth a lot of money.

"Meow!"

A cat meowed from nowhere, and the man sitting on the wheel looked up and glanced at the sun in the west. Stand up and walk towards the palace gate.

Knock on the door.

"Who?" The porter shouted.

"Caomin is a servant of the Yuan family, my son-in-law is not in good health, and there has been no news after entering the house for a long time, I am a little worried, can I help my son-in-law pass on the news." The man was a little rude, and his voice was so high that many onlookers heard it.

"Go, go, go! This is Chen Wangfu, coming and going, all of them are high-ranking officials and nobles, where is there anything Yuan will not Yuan, you are in the wrong place! ”

After that, just shut them down.

The man anxiously walked around the door several times, suddenly remembered something, walked to the carriage, and found two people: "Please also ask two people to help, looking for the prime minister's son, Fu Yuanfu, and the Huang family's Huang Yu's son." ”

After saying that, the man also gave them two addresses.