The portrait was only opened by Lin Moran after returning to the Spring Hall, she didn't suspect that Jin Chen would lie to him, because the moment Jin Chen chose to compromise, she had already won, thinking that there must be something important that she could get.

Or maybe she had to get it.

Thinking of this, Lin Moran became more and more curious about the master in their mouths, who would target her so everywhere, and still keep her name.

"Miss, the hussar general is here." Butterfly Wing whispered in Lin Moran's ear, afraid that he would accidentally disturb the other party's thoughts.

Lin Moran came back to his senses, nodded, and then went outside.

The person who came was not only Xiahou Zheng, but also followed Xiahou Jiuchuan, and it seemed that he did not come on his own initiative, but was pulled by Xiahou Zheng together.

"Ink dye, have you already got the portrait?" Xiahou Zheng asked eagerly, in order to avoid what happened last time, he had already taken the first step to let people guard on King Xiang's mansion, for fear that Lin Moran would do something terrible.

However, his people stayed for a whole day, and they didn't see Lin Moran enter it at all, which inevitably made him suspicious, if it was really just a lie to cover Xiahou Jiuchuan, he would kill his relatives tonight.

Maybe his eyes are too straightforward, Lin Moran only needs one thing to already see his thoughts, inexplicably feel a little funny, and come with a little luck, whether it is for Xiahou Jiuchuan or for Xiahou Zheng, this portrait will be taken back.

"Grandfather, don't worry, this portrait has naturally been obtained, and I have been looking at it for a long time, just to see my mother's appearance clearly, but the ink stain is a little confused, after all, my mother's face has gradually blurred."

When Xiahou Zheng heard this, he knew that he was pulling Lin Mo's wound, and his face became more and more pityful.

Lin Moran asked people to get the painting, and then it was displayed in front of Xiahou Zheng, she was 100% sure that this person was her mother's portrait, and there would be no mistakes.

Sure enough, when Xiahou Zheng saw the portrait, he immediately felt sad, and he actually picked up the portrait with red eyes, and said in a choked tone: "This is exactly your mother's portrait!" How many years! I just hate that I didn't go with your mother in person. ”

Hearing this, Xiahou Jiuchuan and Lin Moran knelt in front of Xiahou Zheng together, begging him not to say such words.

"It's all my grandson's fault, so I shouldn't have mentioned this matter, I thought it would make my grandfather happy, but I didn't expect to cause such a trouble, it's better not to have this portrait from the beginning!" Lin Moran pretended to be resentful and said, he actually wanted to step forward and take this portrait back.

How could Xiahou Zheng send this portrait back so easily, and hurriedly got up and said stiffly: "What are you talking about, I just sighed a few more words, how can you talk like this, this portrait will be kept by me!" ”

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, Lin Moran suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, I really didn't know what Xiahou Zheng would do if she continued to do this.

Probably really afraid that Lin Moran would sprinkle his anger on this portrait, Xiahou Zheng didn't stay for too long, but just let Xiahou Jiuchuan stay, and left this spring hall by himself.

As soon as they were waiting for the people to leave, both of them were much happier and sat down in their chairs.

Xiahou Jiuchuan felt curious, so he couldn't help but ask: "I'm afraid this portrait is not so easy to get, otherwise I would have found it for my grandfather before, and Mo Dye must have spent some effort for this portrait, right?" ”

Lin Moran knew what Xiahou Jiuchuan wanted to ask, but he couldn't speak truthfully, so he pretended that he didn't understand, and asked for credit, "Brother has to thank me well, if it weren't for me, my brother would still be lying on that bed now." ”

According to Xiahou Zheng's temper, it is not unusual to say that he will be beaten and lie on the bed.

Xiahou Jiuchuan sighed, knowing that he didn't have a chance to hear the answer, but he didn't insist on it, but began to ask about the matter between King Cheng and Princess Pyeongchang, others don't know, he is naturally clear as the person concerned, he has never known Princess Pyeongchang.

However, as far as these things are concerned, Lin Moran is all fragmented, even when Xiahou Jiuchuan left, he didn't get much information, which seemed very one-sided.

After sending everyone away, Lin Moran fell into contemplation, and he didn't even have any appetite for dinner, so after simply dealing with things, he found some fun for himself.

Since those people dared to provoke her like this, they naturally wanted to teach the other party a lesson, she took the secret weapon she had researched, and walked into the courtyard alone, especially the location outside her window, which was the easiest to occupy.

She wanted to see who could come and go freely in her territory.

Just thinking about the hairpin between the butterfly wings, she felt a chill, although there will be no impermeable walls in this world, but where is she still a wall here, it can only be said that there are four walls of the family.

At night, there was only one candle left in the room, and the weak candlelight looked ethereal under the breeze, as if it would be blown out anytime and anywhere, and a swaying spirit was a cycle of life and death.

Lin Moran, who was originally immersed in sleep, suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had heard something, she was a little surprised in her heart, obviously the person who came was almost impossible to be from Jinchen's side, unless someone was dissatisfied with her and acted on her own.

As soon as she got up, she put on a dress, and like a dexterous cat, she cautiously walked towards the window, where there was a slight noise.

Lurking in the dark, Lin Moran seemed very patient, after all, this aspect had been strictly tested back then, even if she was covered in insects, she could lie on the spot indifferently and not move, let alone under this clean environment.

A slight creaking sound sounded from the window in front of him, and Lin Moran clenched the short sword in his hand, waiting for the opportunity to stab the short sword into the body, which almost formed a conditioned reflex.

So when she acted, her eyes seemed a little brighter in the darkness.

The man reacted very quickly, and immediately reached out and directly grabbed Lin Moran's wrist.

"You're crazy, you!"