"Dao Chief, Dao Gu. These two paintings are the famous works of the Grand Prince. The originals have been sold at a high price, and these two were collected by him after copying. The butler said to them.

Chu Tian felt that something was wrong, and asked the housekeeper: "Do you have the portraits of the three sons of your family?" Can you show me? ”

The housekeeper nodded thoughtfully, and said, "The third prince once painted it, I'll go get it." The butler said and went out.

When the housekeeper went out, Chu said: "If the painting is made by the eldest prince, then the person I saw in the illusion is the eldest prince." That's a bit weird. Since you have affection and righteousness with the eldest son, why do you want to harm the second son? ”

Bai Chen looked at the painting, didn't answer Chu Tian's words, and said in a faint voice: "Good painting." ”

"Dao Chief! I ask you. I don't care about people. Chu Tian took a step in front of Bai Chen.

Bai Chen instinctively took a step back, and Chu Tian glared at him. It seems that everyone is the same, and after living for a long time, they really want to keep their distance from people.

Chu Tian felt it was interesting and took another step forward, Bai Chen stepped back, snapped the hilt of the sword against Chu Tian's shoulder and said, "I don't like to get too close to people." I didn't hear what you just asked. ”

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "I just asked, how do the Dao chief and the princess get along?" ”

Although Bai Chen was accustomed to no expression, there was still a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he withdrew the sword in his hand and walked to the outer hall, saying, "Don't get along." ”

This answer also choked Chu Tian. served.

The butler brought three paintings and unfolded them on the table. Chu tilted his eyes and looked at it, the third son!

The person in the illusion that day was neither the eldest son nor the second son, but the third son!

Of these three people, only the third son has a beautiful eyebrow.

Chu Tian pointed to the painting of the third prince and asked the housekeeper: "Is he really the third son?" Are you sure? ”

The housekeeper nodded and said, "Yes, it's the third son." "The housekeeper's expression was full of how could I not recognize the third son.

Then why did Chu Tian see those two paintings in the storage room that day?! Who painted the painting?

Chu Tian dragged the housekeeper to the back room, pointed to the two paintings and asked, "Is this the eldest prince himself copying?" ”

The housekeeper was also a little nervous by Chu Tian's nervousness, and said, "Yes." The one that was sold was exactly the same as this one, exactly the same, and it was painted by the eldest prince himself. No one else can do the same. ”

"What about the third son, if it is the third son, can he copy the exact same painting?" Chu Tian asked.

The butler waved his hand, looking impossible: "It is impossible to draw the same picture." And the painting style of the third prince is completely different from that of the eldest son. ”

Hearing this, Chu leaned back to the table and carefully studied the three paintings. That's right, these three paintings are different from those two.

Bai Chen took out the painting of the mute girl from his sleeve and said, "This painting is indeed the same as these three in style. ”

Chu Tian took the painting and compared it carefully. Indeed, in this way, the person who painted that day was the third son.

Chu Tian still didn't believe it, and said to the housekeeper: "You take that painting out of the gold frame, I want to take a closer look." ”

The housekeeper hesitated: "This, this is not suitable... After all, it's a posthumous work after all. ”

Chu Tian frowned, when is it, he is still so verbose, and he was just about to speak.

Bai Chen said: "Go and get it." "There is no emotion, but it is indisputable.

The housekeeper looked at Bai Chen, sighed, shook his head, and went into the back room to get the painting.