After Yu Lingxi came in, the first thing he saw was a portrait on the wall.

"It's so beautiful!"

She broke free from the hand held by Chu Xuanjing, and ran to the portrait curiously, her eyes were full of admiration, and she looked at the person in the painting carefully.

In the painting is a young woman, her skin is like condensed, her hair is high, her shoulders are shaved, and her waist is like a plain. Neck extension, bright and exposed...... Dressed in a light green breast-length skirt, holding a silk-faced hibiscus fan, on the fan pendant, a green jade Ruyi was placed on her right wrist, with a faint smile on her face, sitting quietly and quietly on the stone bench, staring affectionately at the person who painted for her. In the background, there are lotus flowers blooming all over the pond.

"Soaring like a frightening flood, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow; Forced to observe it, the scorching waves appeared. ”

Yu Lingxi slowly read a line of small words in the upper left corner, and the inscription was: Jin Jue.

She looked back at Chu Xuanjing and found that he was looking at the person in the painting obsessively, as if he had returned to the past through the portrait.

"Want to know who she is?"

The silence was broken by him, and Yu Lingxi nodded, "Yes." ”

"It's my wife, Chu Furui."

It turned out that she was the crown princess who was once killed!

Yu Lingxi looked at Chu Furui's portrait in surprise, such a gentle and graceful woman, someone actually wanted to harm her!

"Majesty, the portrait of Sister Furao, was also painted by Majesty himself?"

"Well, it was painted in the Lotus Garden, and Fleur loves lotus flowers. I took her to the Lotus Garden, and the painting I painted shortly after my wedding to her. ”

It could be seen from the woman's affectionate gaze. She loves Chu Xuanjing very much, they are really a loving couple.

"Lingxi, the reason why I am angry because you copy the Buddhist scriptures is because you don't know anything about Hibiscus." He paused, putting down the candlestick in his hand.

"She's kind. Wisdom is simply the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, and it is like my right hand. You can't do without ...... at any time" He talked about her goodness, and his words revealed his deep love for Chu Furui, but it was a pity that he was bleak. If she's alive. She must be a virtuous queen.

If you look closely, Yu Ling's eyebrows are slightly similar to Chu Furui, in fact, when Chu Xuanjing first saw Yu Ling, he had already discovered that he took Yu Ling to the Lotus Garden and played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". just wants to find Chu Furui's shadow from her body.

After contact, he found that although they were similar, they were two completely different people, Chu Furui was a lotus who came out of the mud and was not stained, and Yu Ling was the arrogant Lan.

The two have the same temperament, plus they are a little similar, for a while, it made him have a little illusion, so he thought that Yu Ling was his queen, but what he didn't expect was that she was Chu Xuanyu's princess.

"Lingxi, I hope you remember that anyone can think that this qiē is all caused by Fu's resentment, but you are the only one!"

Yu Lingxi understood that in Chu Xuanjing's mind, Chu Furui was a piece of warm white jade, she was clean and elegant, and no one could tarnish her pure and flawless image.

"Lingxi understood." She replied sincerely.

Chu Xuanjing showed a hint of a smile, "Let's go." ”

He picked up the candlestick on the table, took her hand, and left the secret room.

Yu Lingxi looked back at Chu Furui's portrait again, and in the dimmer and dimmer light, she seemed to see the woman in the painting smiling at her.

The drum sounded again, it was already dark, it was late at night, Chu Xuanjing opened his tired eyes, and still reviewed the remaining recitals under the lamp.

Yu Lingxi was about to lose his life, sitting next to him and constantly napping, raising his eyes, seeing that he was commenting and folding, and raising his eyes again, he seemed to be still busy, it was already time, and if he didn't sleep, he wouldn't be able to get up tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, rest early!" She really couldn't stand it anymore, and snatched the pen that Chu Xuanjing held in her hand.

Chu Xuanjing's hands suddenly emptied, and he frowned, "Oh, you naughty girl!" ”

Yu Lingxi playfully stuck out her tongue at him, pulled him up and walked behind the screen.

There is only a warm yellow lamp left outside the tent, creating an atmosphere that is very suitable for sleeping, Yu Lingxi put down the tent curtain, and the figure was cast on the tent, the shadow was sufficient, Chu Xuanjing was lying on the bed, looking at her figure, the corners of her mouth hooked, and soon, she fell asleep, and slept very peacefully.

Cheng Yun'er was imprisoned in a remote area since she thought about it, and Yu Ling felt that the roots of her ears were very quiet. But after all, she is Chu Xuanyu's concubine, and she still has to have the care she should have.

Coming to the side courtyard, Yu Ling looked around, the yard is actually not big, overgrown with weeds, extremely barren, here, Yu Linglong died here, Ziying almost died here, and the surrounding qiē made people feel uncomfortable.

Yu Ling covered his nose, and there was a musty smell everywhere.

Cheng Yun'er was sitting on the bed in the room at the moment, her eyes were dull, her eyes were red, as if she had just cried, and when she heard footsteps, she thought it was Chu Xuanyu who came to see her, and hurriedly ran out.

"How are you? What about the prince? I want to see the prince! ”

Yu Ling and Ziying stood still and didn't move, just looked at her coldly, Cheng Yun'er ran out of the house, "Lord Wang, Lord Wang!" ”

There was no one else in the courtyard, only the withered yellow weeds and the bleakness of the garden.

"Lord Wang......" she muttered to herself, sliding weakly on the ground, tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful.

Yu Ling looked at her lightly, without too much expression, and Ziying behind her was trembling with hatred, she wanted to rush up, tear off her mask, and let this vicious woman see her original masterpiece.

"The prince is not in the house, you can save your energy!" Yu Ling paced to her side, looking at her condescendingly.

Cheng Yun'er suddenly turned her head, glared at her viciously, got up from the ground, pounced on Yu Ling, and frantically tore her clothes, "Yu Linglong, you and I have no hatred in the past, and no grievances in the near future, why do you want to harm me!" ”

Yu Ling was annoyed by her, she thought that she would pass away after venting, but she didn't expect that she was getting more and more crazy, she looked disgusted, grabbed her wrist, twisted it hard, and cut her arm behind her back.

Cheng Yun'er screamed in pain, and her sharp voice immediately reached Yu Ling's ears.

"Yu Linglong! You let go! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you! ”

"You're welcome? You can give it a try! With a little effort, Cheng Yun'er screamed in pain.

Yu Ling grabbed her wrist and pushed her aside, Cheng Yun'er stumbled and almost fell, she turned around and looked at her unwillingly, "Yu Linglong!" I'm fighting with you! ”

She screamed and rushed forward, waving her hands as if to choke her neck, Ziying saw that the situation was not good, grabbed her hair, and pulled it back.

"Cheng Yun'er, you have done a lot of injustice, and at this time, you continue to do evil, aren't you afraid that the unjust souls in this courtyard will come to beg for your life?"

When she heard the word "unjust", she was stunned, yes, Ruyun once died here.

"Cheng Yun'er, I don't know, do you remember that there was a concubine named Ruyun, who was strangled to death by your people in that corner!"

Ziying asked softly in her ear, pointing to the corner of the wall to the west, this slightly familiar voice made her shudder!

(To be continued.) )