At this time, at the beginning of the moon, the chamberlains lit palace lamps in the courtyard to illuminate the entire palace.

Above the main hall, the light and shadow are staggered, the singing and dancing are leveling, and the palace maids are adding oil to the lights.

Because King Ping avoided Bian Que's noise, he could only endure the pain and not drink, and his body must be just slightly better.

Although everyone in the hall drank and talked freely, they still looked at the holy maiden of the witch clan from time to time, not for anything else, just because when they first met, the holy woman and her attendants were covered with veils, and they could not get a glimpse of half of their true faces. This matter is not only discussed by the ministers, but also by the upper prince and the two sons.

"What do you two think?" Shizisi asked.

"Hmph, what can you think, it's just a woman, I really don't know why my father-in-law was so polite and asked my mother to apologize in person." Gongzihua said resentfully.

"Third brother! Don't talk nonsense, my father-in-law's move must have a deep meaning. Childe scolded.

"Humph!"

"Well, then, let's talk about it."

One side is talking, the other side is ......

"Ahh

And everybody looked there.

"The noble man forgives his sins, it is the fault of the slave and maid, ask the noble man to forgive his sins." Next to a broken palace lamp oil dish, a frightened palace maid trembled on the ground and begged for mercy.

This palace maid was a little aggrieved, she had added oil to the lamp near the holy maiden of the Wu clan, and she never thought about who hit her who was picking the pole, her hand was unstable, and she fell to the side, and before she could react, she heard an urgent cry "Holy Maiden!" When she looked up, she saw that the veil of the witch was soaked in oil.

The palace maid didn't dare to raise her head, but kept kowtowing.

But at this time, no one paid attention to the panic in the heart of the little palace attendant, and they all looked at it in a daze.

It turned out that the thin mian saw the oil dish slamming into the face of the saint, and in a hurry, she swept it with the wind, but it still fell slightly on the veil of the saint, because she was afraid that it was boiling oil, so she took off the veil in a panic, wanting to see if there was any damage.

Because when he was in the clan, there was no such thing as a strange appearance, so there was no difference, and the veil was only because he did not like to show his face to outsiders. But he didn't expect his appearance to be so shocking to outsiders, and the first beauty was well deserved.

And you have to look closely, the skin is like clotted fat, jade bones and ice muscles, red lips and powdered face, eyebrows are like ink dai, eyes are like autumn water, and when you turn slightly, it is a touch of style, maybe you have eaten a few more glasses of wine, but you don't know it, your cheeks are slightly red, and it is like dyed rouge......

"What's wrong?" King Ping was holding the medicine boiled in the dining room, and before it came to his mouth, he heard that it was very noisy, and brought the queen to take a look, and everyone listened to the prescription as if they had just woken up, and hurriedly passed both sides, so that King Ping saw the woman's face at a glance, and dropped the decoction in his hand in shock.

"You!" King Ping took a step forward.

Everyone was amazed at the king's strange appearance, and the queen pulled the king's sleeve and said, "Ah, what is the matter with the holy woman, but what is the injury?" Can a medical practitioner come and check it out? "Queen Xie, Yi is fine." Yi stood up and replied.

"So you can rest assured, this palace maid is so sloppy, it almost made a big mistake, someone came, pressed this palace maid down, and dealt with it with a heavy sentence." "Hey." As he spoke, he was going to come and arrest someone. The palace maid trembled like chaff, only kowtowed: "The queen spares her life, the queen spares her life, I really didn't mean it, I beg the queen to spare her life......

"Wait," Yi said, "she didn't mean to, but now she sincerely repents, and I am well, so let the queen spare her." The queen let go of King Ping's hand, took a few steps closer, and said with a smile: "The saint is so kind, and it is also her blessing, so she will not care about it anymore." He turned to the palace maid who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Since the holy maid will no longer pursue your faults, there is no need to punish you, but in the future, you must be cautious and get up." ”

The palace maid, who had already collapsed to the ground, heard this, and knelt down and said, "Thank you, Queen Xie, thank the Holy Maiden." Then he got up and bowed down.

When Yi saw what was going on, he said to the queen: "Queen, Yi is in such a mess, can you retire first." ”

The queen glanced at King Ping and said, "Naturally, go back quickly." ”

When Yi Yau was carrying a thin cotton at the temple gate, he squinted and saw the corner of his clothes with a red-bottomed orchid, chuckled, and left.

It was only at this time that the people in the main hall were in an uproar, and everything they said was the appearance of the holy daughter of the witch clan.

And Sima Cuo was stunned when he saw Yi without a veil, I don't know when he was pulled, but he couldn't hear what his colleagues asked, he was stunned, and he didn't know how much wine he drank, he fell drunk at the threshold, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying.

Soon after the saint left, King Ping left early on the grounds that he was unwell, and the attendant invited the prince to say that the monarch had important matters to discuss.

When King Ping was stunned, Yin Yao felt that it was inappropriate, and he performed calculations in the flute, and if the fog was in front of him, he only knew that a big change was quietly happening, and this change must be related to the monarch, looking at the figure of the monarch leaving, thinking, and drinking the wine in the cup.

And all of this is in the eyes of one person, this person smiled: "Interesting~"

The inner hall of King Ping's bedroom.

King Ping knelt in front of the desk and was silent for a long time, and the prince also knelt down at the bottom.

After a long time, King Ping said, "Do you know why you are called here late at night?" ”

"I don't know, but I think it's related to today's events."

King Ping sighed: "Yes, to be exact, the cause is related to the holy daughter of the Wu clan. ”

Taking out a painting from the dark grid, it was painted on silk cloth, King Ping handed it to Shi Zisi, and said, "Look at this." ”

Shi Zisi opened it and looked at it, and then raised his head in surprise to look at King Ping.

King Ping seemed to know his reaction, and without waiting for him to ask, he said: "This is painted by a monarch of the Shang Dynasty, after the Shang Dynasty was broken, it was hidden by Zhou, and the ancestors of Later Qin found it in the temple of Zhou Zu, and the hiding place is very secret. The ancestors thought that this must be a very important thing, but unfortunately, the person who knew it was dead, and the ancestors brought it back to the previous kings to know, for a hundred years, secretly explored the mystery but has been fruitless, do not want to ...... today"

Shizisi knows his father's unfinished words. Look at the silk cloth in your hand again.

The painting above is a butterfly woman, jade bones and ice muscles, red lips and pink face, eyebrows like ink daisy, eyes like autumn water slightly turned, and what you see today can be described as a layer of unchanged - the person depicted in this painting and the appearance of the witch saint is the same, if there is any difference, it may be some sad eyes. And in the lower corner of this painting, there is an inscription: Midsummer fireflies flow into the water, ginger has entered the heart of the bottle river, the dream seems to know that B into the bones, how to cultivate the way of the world.

"What do you think?"

"This matter is too strange, and the son does not know how to say it, this painting was painted by Shang Shi, and it has been hundreds of years since then, how can the person in the painting appear at this time?"

"Yes, the widow thinks the same way, isn't it a similar person? But if they are similar, why are they like twins? Even if you say so, you can't be round. ”

"Father, do you know who painted this scroll?"

"The ancestors once found out that there was a monarch in the Shang Dynasty who wrote the same words as the inscription on the painting, that is, the son of Gengding, the twenty-eighth monarch of the Shang Dynasty - Wu Yi."