"Kun Mo Mingjian, just now I listened to what the Lord in the house said, and it is rumored that this snow sheep fur paper touches the body and is immortal for a hundred years. ‘’

Haman's eyes turned red and he scrambled to argue.

''It's all said to be rumors, and rumors can't be believed.'' ‘’

Of course, the rumors can't be believed, but the real picture of stepping on the snow and chasing the deer, the touch of the body is true, not to say that it will not rot for a hundred years, but at least it should not fade for a few years, and this painting. ‘’

Yue Qianxin unfolded the painting again and raised it high.

You see, the back is as smooth as jade, and there is not the slightest mark, and it is obvious that it is a new work that has not been completed for a long time, but the front is dull, the lines are blurred, and the color has faded by three or four points. ‘’

She hesitated for a moment, then emboldened herself to do something that no one present expected.

Stretching out his fingernails and gently scraping the deer head on the painting, but in a few moments, all the colored powder on the roll fell off, and there was no trace of it.

''Is it the power of the pen, is it because the pen power is too light?'' ‘’

The official in the house, who was attentive to it, subconsciously shouted.

That's right, as this adult said, thousands of faces, different painters, different brushstrokes, painting skills are also different, there are also differences in painting skills, as the saying goes, the strength of the famous pen is strong when into the wood three points, and this picture of the pen and ink only left on the surface of the skin, it can be seen that the painter's pen power is vain, and it is far from reaching the realm of three points into the wood. It can be seen that this picture of stepping on the snow and chasing the deer is definitely not made by the Danqing Holy Hand, so it is naturally not a real snow condensing sheep. ‘’

''You've said so much, but where does the flawed painting come from?'' ‘’

Kun Mo flexed his fingers, and his calm tone did not distinguish between joy and anger.

Yue Qian's heart couldn't help but feel cold.

Yes, she said so much in an orderly manner, but she always avoided the most crucial points.

Why is the person in the painting mutilated? What is this person's intention?

Yue Qianxin didn't know, and he didn't dare to know.

Stepping into this muddy water today, it was helpless, but now the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light, if I take risks again, I will bring out the dark tide surging under the muddy water of this pool. Then, even if she can walk out of this hall unscathed today, I am afraid that she will not live long.

She spared her life, she was afraid of death, and she didn't dare to gamble.

She understood the truth of shooting the first bird in the blue city, and now as an ant, she should have the consciousness of an ant.

‘’… Xu is because Mrs. Qin Le bought a fake by mistake, and it happened to fade after a long time. ‘’

Yue Qian thought about it again and again, and gave the safest explanation.

''Really?'' ‘’

Kun Mo raised his brows, and the lines like knife carvings crisscrossed him, obviously not satisfied with Yue Qianxin's perfunctory reply.

"This is a bit interesting, but little girl, just listening to your determined tone, you must have seen the real snow sheep fur, since this is a fake, then do you know where the real thing is?" ''King Zuo Xian asked with a smile.

The good birthday was disturbed by this fake, if you can offer the real Ning Xue Sheep Fur to Kun Mo and please him, then there will be no worries.

But... She knew that if she revealed this secret and discernment, she would be at ease, and that person would be innocently implicated, and the end might be a hundred times more tragic than she imagined.

No, it can't.

Yue Qianxin quickly eliminated the thoughts that she shouldn't have, and Ying Ying bowed down.

''This... Please forgive me, shallow heart, I really don't know. ‘’

''Humph! Before Fuqiu Yi could respond, he only heard Kun Mo sneer, and said contemptuously: "I don't know? I didn't know a lot of things, but now I'm pretending to be stupid, I'm really stupid, I'm not stupid, I think you don't know, it's clear that you're deliberately concealing it! ‘’

The courtiers did not dare to deceive the king, but please forgive the courtiers for this matter, and they could not tell them. ‘’

Hearing the words that were undoubtedly self-defeating, everyone present sweated deeply for her.

"I don't know if I'm lonely, this little Tianwu Palace, I don't know when there are more of you rising stars, and you can't even count Lone's words, right?" Okay, good, come on! ‘’

Yue Qianxin closed her eyes, and her ten fingers sank deep into her palm.

''Father, on this wonderful day, why bother with some trivial things!'' ‘’

At this moment, the young man walked out of the table with a clear smile, and coincidentally blocked this foreseeable slaughter.

''You're ... Ao'er? The moment he saw the visitor, Kun Mo's expression suddenly changed drastically, and his anger turned to joy.

Hearing that someone came forward, Yue Qianxin's soul returned to the body, and when she turned her head to look, she couldn't help but feel even more worried.

This fool, when he comes out at this time, won't he give up all his efforts?

But Fu Qiu Ao didn't care about her eyes at all, and continued to deal with Kun Mo.

''Erchen is late, don't blame Erchen. ‘’

''It's good to come back, it's good to come back, come!'' ‘’

Kun Mo was overjoyed, and pulled Fuqiu up and sat down under the suspicion of everyone, and then seemed to remember something, put his arm on his shoulder and added.

''Oh, you've been out of the palace for six years, I'm afraid some people won't recognize it.'' ‘’

''Zhong Aiqing, don't get confused, what is standing in front of you now is my Royal Highness the Prince, my son Fuqiuao. ‘’

What the? This is the crown prince?

How is it carved out of the same mold as the puppet prince, no wonder no one has seen through it for a long time?

Kun Mo's words undoubtedly caused an uproar, and all kinds of eyes gathered together, causing different opinions.

Yue Qianxin heard this, and it was also like thunder.

Kunmo... Just said...

He... Fuqiu Ao is the real prince!

Yes, it wasn't that he deliberately concealed it, she never asked his name and surname, and they said that the real and false princes looked extremely similar, and she would make such a stupid mistake by mistake.

Looking back now, if it weren't for the real king and grandson, who would be as free and free as him, and act from the heart?