Wow, Zhixi closed the fan in his hand. Chu Tian looked at him nervously and said, "Don't." She was afraid of the tide and impulsively moved.

In fact, Zhixi just closed the fan, and did not intend to stand up, nor did he mean to move.

Concubine Ming's smile was even brighter, but the curvature of the corners of her mouth was full of hatred.

"Mother, listen to me." Zhixi is still so calm and relaxed.

The maid picked up the whip, looked at Concubine Ming, and stood still.

"Niangniang should have guessed, I know the contents of this painting." Zhixi opened the fan and looked at Concubine Ming as he spoke, her eyelashes were like feathers, with a hint of concealment.

Concubine Ming's hand holding the painting shook slightly, and there was a trace of doubt on her face.

Zhixi fanned the folding fan lightly, and the hair on his forehead was shallow: "I heard that there is a folk rumor, a good story, saying that when Niangniang was still in the Wei Kingdom... The word "good story" is accented.

"Say no more!" Concubine Ming interrupted Zhixi and lifted the painting to her chest, "Besides, I'll tear it up now." There was more uneasiness in his eyes.

Zhixi no longer looked at her, and fanned her and said, "Even if this painting is torn, it can still be put together." Besides, I didn't know out of thin air that my mother got this painting, did I, someone always told me. "It's like gossip.

Concubine Ming took a step back in a panic, staring at Zhixi, but her arms raised in front of her chest gradually loosened.

Chu Tian quickly thought that this painting is a painting of a woman watching her sweetheart get married from a distance, and it is a sad painting.

And the good story that Zhixi said about Concubine Ming when she was in Wei is that she also had a similar experience. If that's the case, gossip kills people. What the people talk about the most is this kind of romantic story, if you are caught, and then you can build up a little momentum, you can hang a lot of phoenixes.

Even if this gossip can't kill Concubine Ming, it will definitely kill part of the emperor's favor.

If it is really a prince who sees all directions and listens to all directions, he knows this kind of thing.

If this is the case, Concubine Ming will not dare to act rashly today, Chu Tian looked at the increasingly panicked look on Concubine Ming's face, and his heart gradually calmed down. Only then did I understand why Concubine Ming bought this painting with a hidden identity, and I also understood Concubine Ming's unnatural expression when Zhixi mentioned the painting just now.

Concubine Ming bit her lip, was silent for a moment, turned around and said in a deep voice: "You all go down!" ”

The guards all retreated in a panic, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The maid beside Chu was stunned for a moment, and then presented the whip with both hands. Chu Tian didn't say much, took back the whip, and the maid retreated.

Concubine Ming didn't turn around, snapped the painting behind her, and said, "You can only enjoy it." The time of a stick of incense. He went to the apse without looking back.

Chu Tian hurriedly ran over to pick up the painting and looked at Zhixi: "Don't let people disturb me, I can't be distracted." ”

She knew that the tide would not ask why, and she knew that the tide would do it. He nodded, pointed to the tea house next to him through the curtain, and motioned for Chu Tian to go there.

Chu Qian understood and took the painting into the curtain teahouse.

Turning over the picture scroll, the whole picture is poignant, and the girl is dripping with tears, wetting the railing, and it is a sad appearance. Although she was very sad, the corners of her lips rose, and Chu Tian saw relief and blessings in this arc, and she didn't know if it was her hallucination.

She closed her eyes and recited a mantra, then turned and came to a high pavilion.

The rooms here are so much better than the old little dilapidated house. It is said that Master Lou is a good person, I am afraid that the world has never seen his stingy side to Tongqiu. Over the years, she has earned her fame with her paintings, and she has made a lot of money. His own son depends on her for food.

And he had to hide her deeply, rob her of her freedom, and trap her life.