Chu Qingli stepped in, and saw that there were already a few people in the front hall, and when he looked at it from a distance, he was indeed talking about something around a painting. Chu Qing walked over gracefully and saluted Mrs. Yushi, Mrs. Yushi turned around, pretending to inadvertently glance at Chu Qingli behind her, Du Qinghe was holding the small box containing mahjong in her hand. Chu Qingli only thought that he hadn't seen it, and looked at the paintings on display with a smile to himself, "I've always been rude, and I'm really not good at appreciating paintings." ”

"It's okay, it's not a gentleman's academic exam, everyone is just watching the fun." Mrs. Yushi forcibly endured the eagerness in her heart, looked at Chu Qingli patiently, and then waved her hand, the pink handkerchief was raised on her fingertips, and the subordinates stepped forward and rolled the painting into a scroll and put it away. It is rare that Mrs. Yushi has such a good temperament, and she can also speak out to explain Chu Qingli.

But this Mrs. Yushi came to ask Chu Qing to leave to enjoy the paintings, but now that the paintings have been collected, it looks a little embarrassing for a group of people to sit here. Chu Qingli naturally knew Mrs. Yushi's thoughts, she turned around slightly, and the lake-green Luo skirt floated around Chu Qingli in a circle, and fell loosely. Chu Qingli took the small box from Du Qinghe's hand, "There is nothing for the ladies to amuse on this snowy day, why don't you play with this thing I brought?" Chu Qingli clearly saw that when he held the small box in his hand, Mrs. Yushi's eyes lit up as he stared at it.

Mrs. Yushi was still pretending to be reserved, holding back the impulse in her heart, and lazily looked at a few people seated, "What do you mean?" I don't think there's anything else to do. The handkerchief was wrapped around Mrs. Yushi's jade hand again, entangled, just like Mrs. Yushi's mood at the moment.

As soon as these words came out, anyone with a discerning eye could hear the meaning of Madame Yushi's words, she had already opened her mouth to agree, and the others, whether they were really interested or not, all nodded in agreement. Only then did Chu Qingli hand over the mahjong and let the subordinates of the Imperial History Mansion prepare.

Accompanying Mrs. Yushi for several days in a row, Chu Qingli has basically figured out her temper, she has no bad intentions, but she has a heart that loves vanity, so she only befriends the powerful and praises the low.

In the past few days, Chu Qingli has been invited to the Imperial History Mansion, and occasionally he can meet the Imperial History Mansion, sometimes he forgets the time for a while, and when the night ends, Chu Qingli can still see many people entering and leaving the Imperial History Mansion.

Chu Qingli said casually: "It's so late that Lord Yushi is still busy with official business, and he is really a pillar of the imperial court." Chu Qingli said as he secretly looked at Mrs. Yushi with his eyes.

Being able to sit firmly in the position of Mrs. Yushi naturally gave birth to a seven-trick exquisite heart, she was still smiling on the surface, but Chu Qing could clearly see her stiffness for a moment.

"Yes, I don't listen to the persuasion no matter how many times I persuade you, and you have to boil down to finish it." Mrs. Yushi pretended to be angry.

Chu Qingli lowered his eyes and hid his thoughts. After leaving the house gate, turning a corner and going onto the street, Chu Qingli opened the curtain and asked the coachman to stop.

Du Qinghe came up with round eyes and asked, "Princess, what's wrong?" ”

Chu Qingli pinched Luo's skirt and lifted it up gently, afraid that the bending action would make Luo's skirt stained with dirty snow. She held the frame of the carriage with her right hand, handed it to Du Qinghe who greeted her with her left hand, stretched out her toes and touched the ground, and then jumped down. On weekdays, Chu Qingli doesn't need to be so troublesome at all, but the road is slippery on this snowy day, so it's better to be careful.

Chu Qingli looked around and confirmed that no one was following, so he pushed Du Qinghe and whispered, "You get into the carriage and pretend to be me." ”

Du Qinghe was pushed forward by her, but he always looked at Chu Qingli, "Princess, what are you going to do?" ”

"Don't ask so much about it, go back quickly, don't let people find out." Chu Qingli pushed Du Qinghe, let her get into the car, and covered the curtain for her.

"Do you want to talk to the prince when you go back?" Du Qinghe's whispered inquiry came from the carriage.

"If you don't say it, he knows." Du Qinghe listened to this voice, and Chu Qing was a few inches away from what should have been gone. Du Qinghe wanted to continue to ask, but the carriage had already begun to jolt forward, Du Qinghe subconsciously grabbed the window, and Fang Cai's doubts disappeared with this action.

Chu Qingli's satin-embroidered shoes stepped into the snow on the road, making a rustling sound, and when he raised his foot, the upper of the shoe was stained with some snowflakes, which disappeared after a short time, but the color of the place deepened slightly.

Chu Qing took a step away and said "rustle", and turned back to the Imperial History Mansion, but this time she did not go to the main gate, but came to the corner of the side of the Imperial History Mansion, and flew up to the eaves from here.

She crouched down and looked down at the entire Imperial History Mansion, like a vigilant wolf, looking for prey. When there was no one walking around in this courtyard, Chu Qingli straightened up and found the study where Lord Yushi was discussing with his memory.

Chu Qingli was lying on the roof, listening to someone talking below, but through the layers of tiles, the person deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke, and Chu Qingli naturally couldn't hear it clearly.

I wanted to uncover this tile, but I was afraid that the snow dripping would cause people to be suspicious. Chu Qingli was still thinking about how to find out the news, when he heard the sound of the door opening on the roof, thinking that the conversation was over.

Chu Qingli raised his head, wanting to see who those guests were, and looking at the reactions of the people in the mansion, they should be regular visitors to this mansion. Although it was already night, fortunately, it was white, and the moonlight and snow illuminated the brightness of the heavens and the earth. Chu Qing was very far away, although the distance was a little far, she still saw the faces of those people. Those people were all subordinates of the crown prince before, but now why are they so close to Lord Yushi? Chu Qingli remembered that when the crown prince was in power, Lord Yushi had never taken a stand, and now he supported the eldest prince, so it seems that those people were not the eyeliner that Lord Yushi specially placed beside the prince?

Chu Qingli was so distracted that he didn't even notice that there were more people around him. "Princess, the prince asked his subordinates to take you back to the house." Xiao Feng was still cold, but his voice was a little quieter, he was dressed in black every day, so even if he was standing, he wouldn't notice it if he didn't look closely in the Imperial History Mansion. He was holding his sword with both hands crossed, looking down at Chu Qingli.

Chu Qingli pursed her lips helplessly, and she said that even if Du Qinghe didn't say a word, Xiao Pan would have his own way to know her actions. Chu Qingli stood up cautiously, the roof was tilted, and there was snow and water, and he might really fall down if he was not careful. Xiao Feng cautiously followed behind Chu Qingli, maintaining a state of vigilance at all times.