The area is not as large as their Zhaoyang Palace dormitory, after all, it is a cross-courtyard, but there are three rooms in the east and west, but they are also spacious and luxurious.

There is no hostess in the house, and all the objects should be from Bi Shangyun's own hands.

However, the jade carvings on the Bogu shelves, the blue and white flowers under the curtains, the gold paintings on the utensils, the silk curtains hanging in the room, including the brocade mattress on the bed, look elegant and quiet.

Even the house exudes a faint scent of ambergris.

She looked around, finally opening his closet leaning against the wall, and took out a few pieces of clothing from which to carefully identify the embroidery on them.

After reading one thing and looking at another, the action became faster and faster.

"What did you find?" Xiao Huai walked over.

"Look at the color of the threads on this," she held to him, "and it's exactly the same as the threads on the corners of your robe you cut off last time!"

She used the embroidery needle hidden in the bun to pick out the silk thread to show him, and she had thought of this layer before she came, so she was prepared.

Xiao Huai looked at the thread with her eyebrows, and then flipped through the rest of the clothes she took out, although the silk threads were different in color, but the texture was the same to the touch.

Bi Shangyun naturally didn't expect that his flaws would be exposed in such details, so he didn't think to be wary of Qi Jiu when he captured him that day.

He said calmly: "Huo Zhen is looking for a mechanism, let's look again to see if there is anything else to find." ”

Shen Xi nodded, here first put the clothes back as they were, so that they looked the same as before, and then aimed at the drawer on the side, opened it and looked at it.

There weren't many things in the drawer, just a few bottles of ointment, which he opened and smelled, filled with a strong smell of ice chips, or he would have some pain in his body every day.

I saw it here, and I was about to take a look at a few more chests of drawers to the east, when a secret signal came from Huo Yan's side.

"Alright. He hinted in a breathy voice, then uncovered a picture of the three friends of the old and cold on the wall, and reached out and pressed the mechanism.

Shen Xi was stunned when she saw this picture of the three friends of the cold year, so much so that she didn't notice that the secret door next to her was opened.

"What's the problem?" Xiao Huai noticed.

Her lips pursed slightly, and she pointed to the wall: "This painting is the ...... I painted."

“……”

Fifty-one years after Zhang Ying's death, and thirteen years after the Zhang family was destroyed, she would actually see her previous life's handwriting on the wall of the new dynasty Taifu!

"What's going on?" Huo Yan asked.

Shen Xi glanced at him and swallowed his saliva.

"Taifu went to the palace, what are you doing looking for his old man?"

Xiao Huai glanced at the window, and led Shen Xi to the secret room: "Let's go in first!"

Huo Zhen and the guards also walked in.

There was boundless darkness in front of him, and Shen Xi's heart was also floating in this darkness.

The three night pearls were held up by Xiao Huai and Huo Jiu, and the light gradually spread.

"What's going on with that painting just now?" Huo asked.

Shen Xi glanced at Xiao Huai, Xiao Huai pondered for a moment and said, "Just say it." ”

At this point, there is no need to cause misunderstandings because of certain things.

Shen Xi glanced at Huo Yan and said, "That painting was painted by the young lady of the Zhang family in Yanjing more than fifty years ago.

"Zhang's Mansion is next door to Prince Cheng's Mansion, you should know, and just now I saw that the courtyard outside was also built in the Helian style, I think, I may be able to guess who Bi Shangyun is!"

"Who is it?" Huo Yan narrowed.

Xiao Huai motioned for the guards to disperse and guard under the door.

"Maybe it's Prince Cheng's son. She said with a tense heart.

Helian nobles were born well, after all, after hundreds of years of survival of the fittest, the last family left behind was not much weaker. And what about praying for the family?

Prince Cheng is a rich and idler, staying in Beijing to take charge of the Zongren Mansion, and there are many wives and concubines at home, and it is simply not a sensational thing to be amorous outside.

Shen Xi naturally hadn't seen it in person, nor had she heard of it, she only knew the few in the palace, and the two side concubines were relatively quite harmonious, because the three children of the princess were stable, and they really couldn't fight.

As for the concubines, they don't even have the right to give birth to children, so they are even less qualified to come out and make waves.

"But one year, a distant relative came to Prince Cheng's house, and we were young at the time, and my family would not discuss these things in front of us.

"All I remember is my aunt, the boy was about my age, but he was very short when he first came, and he didn't have anything to say, and he stood at a distance while we were laughing together.

"I asked the county lord of the palace about his origin, and the county lord just said lightly that he was a distant relative of the old lady. I believed it at the time, but now that I think about it, the child's origin was not so simple. ”

She directly replaced Zhang Ying with "I", and Huo Jiu was not particularly shocked except for a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Thinking about it, even Bi Shangyun suspected that she was Zhang Ying, who had been by Helan Chen's side for so long, and some of his actions, he did guess something.

"Do you suspect that he is a child born outside Prince Cheng?" Xiao Huai asked.

"Can there be any other explanation?"

Shen Xi said: "Later, the aunt and nephew stayed in the palace, and about a few months later, I heard that the woman died of illness due to unsuitability.

"I didn't see the boy for a long time, but he still lived in the palace, and when I saw him again, he was much taller and older. ”

Xiao Huai and Huo Yan looked at each other, and then asked, "When will you see him again?"

"It's ten years old. "Because that painting was painted shortly after my tenth birthday."

"On my birthday, Princess Cheng pulled me to talk at Zhang's house and asked me what I was doing, I said that I was painting, and the princess smiled and said, it happened that her old mother was also about to celebrate her birthday, and asked me if I could help her paint?

"If the princess really wanted to ask someone to paint her mother, she could have asked my father to do it, but she didn't, so it was just a show of affection.

"A few days later, I sent the painting to the palace, and it was snowing that day - I had never painted a painting like Sui Han Sanyou, so I remember it very clearly!

"I took the painting to the palace, talked and laughed with the county lords in the princess's palace, and then we went to the garden to enjoy the plum blossoms.

"When we came back from the garden, we found the princess angry, a boy in the snow, and the picture I drew was missing a corner of the princess's hand!

"It turned out that the young man kneeling in the snow had broken the painting that the princess was going to send to the old lady to celebrate her birthday, and the princess was so angry that she wanted to beat him up!

"I saw that the young man was a little familiar, and remembered that it was a distant relative of their family before. I also thought about that at the time, how could it be broken by him?

So he hurried over to clear the siege, saying that he could paint another painting.

"The princess didn't expect me to come, and I still remember that look, as if she was a little embarrassed, and like a little ashamed.

In the end, I only smiled and said, it's hard for Sister Ying, it's just that this is for the old man's birthday, not anything else, and it's not good to hurt it.

"But if you come to intercede with him, of course Sister Ying's face will be given.

After saying that, she sent someone to take the red-hot tongs from the furnace beside her, and branded it on the young man's body, saying that it would make him have a long memory!"