In the small room full of paintings, the old painter walked through the rows of painstaking works with sad eyes, and the corners of his mouth were cold and bitter: "These are all painted when I was young, flowers, birds, fish and insects, plum orchids, bamboo chrysanthemums, and some beautiful scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter." I think I was also glorious back then, and even the generals and princes of the imperial capital invited me to paint, but I was arrogant and arrogant at that time, and I never refused to learn from others to draw the most profitable beauty pictures, until I met the woman. ”

The yellowed memories were brought back a few years ago, and with the vicissitudes of the old painter's voice, he followed the footsteps of the past step by step.

"I still remember clearly that when the emperor came to Anzhou that year, the adults in the government were busy, but they still couldn't stop the people from flocking to the streets to look up at the holy car. At that time, in order to show that I did not envy the power, I refused to go to a crowded place for anything, and ran to the river by myself and pretended to paint, but where could I continue painting? My heart was in turmoil, and a pair of eyes followed to look around, and when I happened to see two women standing at the bow of the black canopy on the river, I forgot everything. The old painter took a deep breath, his narrowed eyes showed a glimmer of light, with an intoxicating reminiscence, "I have never seen such a woman, standing on the bow of a ship like a fairy, more beautiful than the landscape, more elegant than the book and ink, so that I, who claimed that I would never draw pictures of beautiful women, was lost in a moment, dipped my pen in ink, and quickly painted their pictures—this is one of the pictures I painted that day, and I don't know when someone stole them." ”

The person who stole the painting knew that there was no doubt that the beggar was also by the river that day, and he quietly stole it when he saw that the painter's brushstrokes were brilliant and the peerless beauty appeared. But what does such a painting illustrate?

Yan Liwu wanted to ask more detailed things, but Wen Moqing shook his head lightly at her, still listening carefully to the story of the old painter.

"As the people had gone to see the holy car, there were few people by the river, and even fewer people noticed the canopy and the two fairies, and they seemed to be waiting for something, and the boat neither came to the shore nor walked, but the two of them stood in the bow of the boat, looking and talking. I was closest to the river, and I observed them carefully, so their appearance was almost engraved in my mind, and I will never forget it in my life. ”

"Since Master Hao, you have seen it up close, then you may be able to tell which of the two women is the Qinglian King?"

Wen Moqing's abrupt question made the old painter stunned for a moment, moved his lips, and shook his head blankly: "I can't tell the difference, they are too similar." But I know that there was only one one who went with the emperor, and the other person went to the imperial capital in the black canopy boat three days later. Originally, I wanted to stop her and ask, even if I knew her name and family background, but I didn't expect ......" The old painter's wrinkled face suddenly swelled up with a painful look, and his nearly vermilion lips trembled more and more: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that it was that glance that made me hitch a ride on the future of my life, and I ended up like this!" ”

The bare severed limb suddenly stretched out in front of Yan Liwei, Yan Liwu was startled, and almost didn't mention it in one breath, Wen Moqing pulled her behind her, and separated herself from the old painter.

The old painter didn't mean to scare Yan Li, a pair of cloudy old eyes were bloodshot, and when his eyes were condensed on the bare and severed limbs, he was a little sad: "Just because she found out that I was stealing paintings in the dark, she, she actually sent someone to cut off my hand!" I'm a painter! But she cut off my hand! ”

Hands are to the painter what the legs are to the dancer, if they are gone, what is the glory and expectation of this life? No wonder the old painter was so frightened when he saw her just now, the source of his lifelong regret and despair, and it was a great courage and endurance to tell her what happened in the past as he did now. Wen Moqing respectfully bowed to the old painter, and then made a look in his eyes to signal Yan Liwu to leave first, Yan Liwu nodded lightly, bit his lip and left the small room.

Knowing that the old painter had no arms had already shocked Yan Liwu, and when he heard that it was the Qinglian Wang sisters who did such a vicious thing, Yan Liwu was even more numb in his scalp, and then his heart was as cold as ice.

Originally, according to Wen Moqing, if it could be proved that she was the sister of the Qinglian King instead of the Qinglian King himself, then the charges she was carrying might be cleared, but now it seems that even if she is really the sister with the same appearance, there is no difference - how many fewer crimes can a woman who can commit such cruel acts than the Qinglian King?

No matter how much she struggled, she was a sad soul born again in sin.

Wen Moqing and the old painter did not talk privately for too long, the old painter came out of the small room with a very poor face, his body was shaky, although he was no longer hoarse and in a trance, and he was still a little uncomfortable when he looked at Yan Li. Glancing at the depressed words, Wen Moqing said goodbye to the old painter with a decent speech, turned around and wanted to go, but was suddenly stopped by the old painter again.

"The red face is in trouble, and the country is a demon! You must not be with this kind of woman, she will ruin you and make you doom! ”

This sentence was said by the old painter in Wen Moqing's ear, word by word, with hatred and pain. Wen Moqing nodded expressionlessly, said goodbye again, deliberately grabbed Yan Li's palm in front of the old painter, and walked out of the house step by step.

"How?" Yan Liwu noticed that he was abnormal, and asked in a low voice when he left the mansion.

"Nothing." Wen Moqing let go of his hand, his face was as flat as ever, "I just don't like others to judge my fate." ”

Yan Liwu didn't hear what the old painter said to Wen Moqing, but looking at his face, he could understand that it was definitely not a good word, and ninety percent had something to do with her, otherwise why would Wen Moqing deliberately hold her hand? If she was usually worried, she would have asked questions, but now she is in no mood, and she can't imagine the result she is looking forward to, which is so disappointing.

"Anything can happen before the conclusion is reached, you are so sad and joyful, do you want to drive yourself crazy?" The chaotic aura emanating from Yan Liwei's body was sensed by Wen Mo's sensitivity, and he slowed down his pace to accommodate her, and he didn't say anything to comfort her, so he walked slowly by her side.

People's emotional character is contagious, when you are with Wen Moshu, you will be moved by his kindness and gentleness, and when you are with Wen Moqing, you will keep admonishing yourself to be calm and calm, and strive to be like him, no matter what happens, you can stay sanity.

"Just now, the painter said that she appeared with King Qinglian, and the woman also went to the direction of the imperial capital after that, do you want to go back to the imperial capital to continue the investigation?" Sweeping away the gloom and emotions, he suddenly changed his attitude and became extremely positive about the things he was tracking.

Wen Moqing glanced at her a few times in a row: "The imperial capital will go back sooner or later, but not now." Don't forget that we still have a set of drawings in our hands that I don't know what secrets are hidden, I plan to take you to Qinglian Palace for a tour before returning to the imperial capital - even if you are in a hurry, you don't need to be in a hurry, there are many things that need to be dealt with here in Anzhou, you can rest in the inn in the past two days, and Bi Xiao and I will be busy. ”

Yan Li let out a long sigh and nodded a little weakly.

Jin Yu hasn't caught up yet, the deaths of Wen Moqing's four subordinates are not explained, and the sudden appearance of Helian Mingyan must make an arrangement, if Wen Moqing wants to come to the task of leaving is really difficult. Yan Li, who was learning to become mature, showed an understanding expression after careful consideration, as if she was letting people Wen Moqing drag on, Wen Moqing hooked the corners of her mouth and snorted lukewarmly, ignoring her and not being able to keep up, and strode back in the direction of Yuejun Inn.

In the Yuejun Inn, the Bi Xiao sisters and Yin Junbai had already completed their respective tasks and were waiting for them to come back in the lobby, Yin Junbai saw that Yan Liwu was still the contradictory attitude of joy and longing but did not dare to get too close, but it was two or three points more gloomy than before, and he was not very energetic when asked by Wen Moqing what he had gained.

"Almost no one in the building has heard of the name Lian Song, but the young master of the time provided a clue about a person, and it sounds like it matches seven points." Yin Junbai took out a folded note and handed it to Wen Moqing with both hands, and continued to add when Wen Moqing twisted his brows to look at the above content, "There are not many families with surnames in the Yuan Kingdom, except for a bachelor with the surname Lian in the previous dynasty, there are no celebrities, and the same is true for other countries, except for the Qingyue country, there is a Lian family who has some magical powers. ”

Bi Xiao lightly supported his chin, and his tone was slightly unhesitating: "Qingyue Country...... Has anyone been related to Qingyue Country recently? I always feel that this name was mentioned not long ago. ”

"Didn't Senior Brother mention it? The emperor's new favorite Concubine Yun is the eldest princess of Qingyue. "Bi Sheng has a good memory, and he grabs the white way.

"Well, it's from the same place as that Concubine Yun." Yin Jun Bai Yinghe nodded, "In fact, even Songqi is not very famous in Qingyue Country, few people know that there is such a number one person, and even the officials of the Qingyue Kingdom court can clearly call out his name, only a few Lai Chongchen of Qingyue Country have seen him, and he is just described by the words 'white-haired and white-eyebrow strategist'." In addition to the letter transferred by Shi Shao's trust, some people on Qingyue's side also mentioned that Lian Ruhai, a six-grade civil official of Qingyue State, had a son named Lian Yuan, who was ingenious and scheming, and he showed a genius in the open air when he was a teenager, but unfortunately he was frail and sick and never left home, and he didn't know if it had anything to do with Lian Song. ”

From Chu Ci mentioning Lian Song to Yin Junbai gushing about the results of the investigation, it was only a little more than two days before and after, how capable was Junzilou to collect so much information in such a short period of time? Yan Liwu became more and more curious about what kind of organization Junzilou was, and his inquiring eyes swept around, but no one noticed her except Yin Junbai.

Wen Moqing spent all his thoughts on thinking, his slightly heavy sword eyebrows were full of heroism, his thin lips under the bridge of his nose were pursed lightly, and he spit out clear and powerful sentences: "Song is high in the mountain, deep in the water, Lian Song and Lian Yuan must be related even if they are not the same person." Jun Bai, you go to check again, no matter what, you have to find out the details of these two people, and by the way, check the eldest princess of Changyun, I'm afraid she has another plan to marry into the abyss. ”

When mentioning the eldest princess of Changyun, Yan Liwu was a little flustered, and then he remembered that there was a terrible woman in the imperial capital who hoped that she would be tortured and would not die well, and because of this, he also thought that a terrifying strange person like Lian Song would probably come to pester her again in the future.

Yan Li's heart was in turmoil, and suddenly a warm palm fell on her head, and she looked up in surprise, and Wen Moqing's indifferent and handsome face was revealing a meaningful expression.

"Didn't you say you wanted to walk around the river and see the scenery along the river? Keep them busy, and I'll go with you. ”