Just when the performance on the stage was in full swing, Fang Niang dragged the inner prisoner and staggered away from the Liuyun Fang.

The inner prisoner who drank like a pile of mud was already drunk and unconscious, but Fang Niang looked closely, and she didn't look very good, just some money and the ability to say a few words in front of the emperor. I really don't know what this flying feather thinks, what kind of careful thinking he is making.

That night, Fei Yu stepped down from the stage with heavy steps.

Her desolate and thin back, a trembling heart, counted the cold and snow of winter.

Turning her face, the corners of her mouth hooked up a faint smile, and the brilliance of the moment was endless.

Sure enough, three days later, less than four days before Qinghe was about to be crowned queen.

Chu Li finally returned to the palace, and he came back willingly in person.

This time, there was no obstruction from the whole palace. She is also called Chu Li, but she has a five-year-old prince with her.

The day after she returned, a ceremony was held to seal the concubine, but the palace maids who have always been observant and shrewd clearly understood that her ambition was far more than the title of a concubine.

"My concubine, it's been five years. You've finally become my concubine......" said the dragon with his back to the evil spirit.

She still moved into the Moli Pavilion, which was decorated no different from before, and the furnishings in the house had not changed at all, and even the ring around her was still the maid.

Her face was cold, and her body trembled slightly, as if the memory that had been frozen in history and dust for a long time had been reawakened. Thinking of his face, his deep blue pupils, his cold and arrogant temperament, and the cold sword in his hand...

Twist your hand through a strand of hair, as delicate as a heart.

His eyebrows were like stars.

She said shallowly: "The emperor doesn't want to cover up, the wedding ceremony held as promised in three days will be announced together with the succession of the prince's throne." ”

"I ...... I won't forget it, and I don't want to cover it. I just want to sue you, what you do is unconsciously reminding me that you still love me, so I don't hesitate to redeem you. Long Hui said domineeringly.

Although the blood in his heart was flowing back in horror.

The green tendons on the back of his hands under the sleeves of his purple robe burst out, but he clenched his heart tightly, and his face pretended to be very calm.

It seems that all of them are so calm, nothing has happened, and all of them are going along with Chu Li's mind.

Because he's protecting her, he's protecting her children.

This is her only handle, but in fact, it just depends on whether he has her in his heart.

The autumn sun casts a grim shadow on his warm face. A touch of green eyebrows hides a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts, and decorates the aristocratic atmosphere that permeates the body with loneliness and a sense of distant mystery.

is just like this, as if the world is independent, and you can ascend to the immortal when you are feathered. Quiet, indifferent, far away, a touch of melancholy but I don't feel that it makes people feel distressed.

The next morning, Huan'er woke me up early.

I was very dissatisfied, "You have been in charge of me for so long, and this palace has finally returned, you still can't manage enough?" ”

Huan'er stood in place, holding a piece of paper tightly in her hand, her face solemn and her eyes revealing strictness and nervousness.

Looking at Huan'er, who was all wrong, I made a look and made the maids retreat. I saw Huan'er tiptoe to close the doors and windows, and then turned around and stood in front of me.

I watched her series of movements with confusion, and she suddenly looked at her cuffs, and then pulled out a roll of white paper from her sleeve.

"What is this?" I became more and more surprised, and asked her with wide eyes.

Huan'er just opened the scroll calmly at this time, "Guifei Niangniang, look! ”

I looked at the portrait he held up to me for some reason, "But it's clearly a woman."

This woman has a pair of sad and affectionate eyes, and two thin willow eyebrows of the waning moon. These facial features, this nose and eye contours.

"Isn't that me!" I shouted, "Huan'er, why are you okay with me?" Alas, don't say it, the painting is really a bit like it. ”

Looking at the woman in the painting, the corners of my mouth unconsciously raised a small smile.

However, I looked at Huan'er's face and faded little by little.

I thought, maybe it's not as simple as I thought it would be-

"Lady Gui, don't joke with slaves and maids anymore! This time, that's a big deal! Huan'er looked flustered, like a finch imprisoned in a birdcage.

Looking at her panicked face, I was at a loss. "Tell me, what's the trouble I'm getting into again?" -

"Oops, concubine. Huan'er will tell you the truth. At this, she subconsciously looked at the window and leaned into my ear.

"Concubine Niangniang, this painting is not painted by a slave." This portrait was posted on the street of Hengjie, and it was made by the emperor of the Nanbang Kingdom and asked the court painter to do it! ”

When I heard about Nam Bangguo, I couldn't help but be shocked!

"The Emperor of the Lambang Kingdom! Why does he want the court painter to paint my portrait? I took the scroll from Huan'er's hand.

Next to the portrait are a few lines clearly written: "If anyone recognizes this woman, there will be a reward for reporting it to the government." ”

On it, it is also stamped with the seal of the official residence.

That's when I realized the severity of the problem.

Frowning slightly, he slapped the scroll on the table. "Huan'er, where did you say this painting came from?" -

"The people bought a new batch of porcelain, and they saw it on the street of Hengjie on the way back to the palace." The cuckoo replied.

"I heard from the people that there were 300 copies of this portrait. are posted on the streets of Hengjie. Huan'er's demeanor and appearance, I was stunned for a moment.

"I don't seem to have a half-dime relationship with Helian Yang, the emperor of the current Nanbang Kingdom, right?" I casually played with the hair in front of me and said casually. "Is he brain-pumping or full of food and has nothing to do, find someone to draw my portrait, and a painting is still 300 copies."

Huan'er listened to my words, and countless question marks popped up on her head. "What half-and-a-half? What, smoked? Guifei Niangniang, do you know Helian Yang, the emperor of the Nanbang Kingdom? ”

I hurriedly explained, "Of course I do...... Don't ask so much. You said that this painting was pasted on the street of Hengjie, right? That's 300 copies, right? ”

If I'm not mistaken, Hengjie Street is the street of Xuancheng, the capital city of Nanbang. Moreover, it did not happen for no reason, but for a reason.

I can't sit still if someone does recognize me and report it. Who knows what the hell the emperor of the Nanbang country is having, maybe it's the three palaces and six courtyards, and the pink and white ones are tired of seeing it, so they want to arrest me and make me a concubine, so wouldn't I lose a lot-

"Yes, Lady Concubine. Do you think there's any clue here? Or else Huan'er sent someone to visit? "Huan'er felt that there was something strange about this matter, and she was very attentive to help me.

"Oh, it's just a small thing, don't take it personally. The territory of my north is so vast, even if it is a small country in the southern state, it is not so easy to find a person, besides...... It's not surprising that there are a few women in this world who look like me. ”

Speaking of territory, I really haven't seen any bird's-eye views of the landscape.

It's always good for you to know more.

Huan'er hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment and nodded at me. "What the concubine said makes sense, it's Huan'er who thinks too much."

I smiled, "You sued me as soon as you saw this, that's good." It shows that you are very considerate of me, thank you, Huan'er. ”-

"Concubine Niangniang, the slave maid doesn't dare, Niangniang must not say that again."

"The concubine is so approachable, gentle and amiable, and treats Huan'er like a relative. Huan'er should do everything for her mother. ”

Huan'er is really a well-behaved and sensible girl, and she always reassures me.

I frowned at the thought that the problem was coming.

I think it's time to think about maps. It seems that I have to trouble her, after all, my current identity is very obvious to the outside world, and if I ask for a map, it will not only be very difficult, but it may also cause unnecessary trouble.

Moved a few steps to the front of Huan'er, "So, can you help me do something?" ”

At this, her eyes suddenly filled with panic. "Guifei Niangniang, what do you want Huan'er to do?"

Maybe it's because I always tell her to do something that goes beyond the norm, so she's so scared.

"Don't worry, this time it's not hard for you to do anything you shouldn't do. I just want a map of the territory, you should be able to do that, right? I looked her in the eye so she didn't run around.

She thought about it for a long time, and then a sentence came out of her mouth.

"The slave didn't dare to ask the concubine what she wanted a topographic map, but Huan'er really didn't have the certainty to get a topographic map."

"You know, no one would dare to draw a topographical map of the territory without permission. Moreover, most of the paintings are used for military purposes, and the harem has never been able to interfere in political affairs, so it's better not to touch that thing than to the concubine. Huan'er said this, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

I could feel the fear of war in her heart.

She had a point, topographic maps were not something she and other women could get their hands on.

Even if you find someone to paint, few people dare to paint without permission.

However, I had to find out the boundaries and geography of this place first. Moreover, it is better to act on your own.

"Forget it, it's useless for me to ask for that. I'm just curious, and I want to take a look. That's fine, you go down first. ”

I can't hesitate, it's not my usual style.

Seeing Huan'er out of the Mo Li Pavilion, I began to think through my implementation plan.

Two days later.

……

In the middle of the night, on the streets of Jianglian, the candlelight flickered, and most of the people had already slept.

I walked down the streets of Xinjiang in black, with a black veil covering my face.

Suddenly, I sighed.

Why do you have to do this? Wouldn't it be a bit of a mediocrity? Thinking about it, I kind of want to go back to the palace, if this portrait is not a threat to me, can I come to Hengjie Road in the middle of the night and tear up all 300 portraits?