And at this moment, Pei Yuehua suddenly saw a few paintings hanging on the wall, and she counted no more, no less, this is sixteen. There is no wall of Nangong Hanmo, can't these words represent the sixteen princes in this palace?

Pei Yuehua was puzzled, and couldn't help but approach these paintings, he felt that these paintings were too expressive.

Although the painting is fake, but the person on the painting is the same as the real thing, the painter technique in ancient times was really good, and he was able to paint a portrait so lifelike, it was almost the same as the current photo.

Although she had never seen the other fourteen princes, she already knew their general appearance based on this painting alone.

Sure enough, just as I thought, they looked better than the other. No matter which one is posted until now, it can become a smash hit star.

It's a pity that he was born in this palace, and even this scheming is much heavier.

Take the third painting as an example, she felt that there was too much ambition and murder in his eyes, and that when he said something disrespectful, his eyes were full of influence and threat.

"These third and seventh paintings represent your two elder brothers, if I'm not mistaken, they are the Third Prince and the Seventh Prince, right?" Pei Yuehua frowned and said, she really didn't like these two people.

And he didn't know why, but he always felt that the fifteenth painting was a little familiar, and that feeling was as if he had seen it somewhere, which made him feel an indescribable disgust.

"That's right, the two of them are my third brother and seventh brother, and they are also the two most ambitious, and the party in the DPRK and China is also headed by these two people." Nangong Ling Che didn't know why he was talking to him so much. However, in the face of Pei Yonghua's inquiry, she always couldn't refuse.

It's like facing her own mother, her mother died early, of course, not by natural but by several other concubines.

He still can't forget his mother's death, he had vowed revenge, but now, he just wanted to live this life in peace.

Although he was a little sorry for his mother, he thought that his mother also wanted her to live happily, not let him be in hatred!

He didn't know if this was cowardice, but he felt that he was a little annoying like this, but what could he do?

Although he is a prince, but because his mother came from a humble background, he is just in name. No one at all took him under the guise of being a confidant.

"So that's the case, I'll just say, these two people aren't good people at first glance." Pei Yuehua said.

Nangong Ling Che smiled faintly, only to hear Pei Yuehua continue: "By the way, can you tell me?" Who's this sixteenth picture?"

"The sixteenth painting is my sixteenth brother, his name is Nangong Feng. He is the son born to Concubine Rui, and he is also the youngest and most favored of all our princes. Nangong Ling Che replied.

If it weren't for the fact that he was too young, the emperor would probably make him the prince, and he was also the biggest thorn in the eyes of the third and seventh brothers besides Nangong Hanmo.

"And in this first painting, it is naturally the prince, who looks extraordinary, but he always feels that something is missing." Pei Yuehua said with a frown, Nangong Ling Che nodded.

"Indeed, everyone who has seen him says that there is indeed something missing from the eldest brother, but as for what is missing, none of us can say. But in name only, in fact, all the power is in the hands of the second brother, the third brother and the seventh brother and the twelfth brother. ”

After a pause, Nangong Ling Che continued: "And the eldest brother doesn't like things in the middle of the noise, he only knows how to enjoy the flowers and make birds chant poems every day, and it is precisely because of this that my father has the plan to re-establish the crown prince." This is also the fuse of the competition between our brothers, but even if the father does not plan to re-establish the crown prince, the people led by the third brother will not give up. ”

Yes, because he is the crown prince, so no matter whether he has the intention of rebellion or not, you will definitely be eliminated, who made him this identity.

And if he doesn't get rid of it, then their prince will be in name only, even if he becomes the emperor in the future, he will not be able to sleep well, so the prince, that is, Nangong Jie, must die.

Presumably he knows this himself, but it's really curious that he can live until now, I don't know, who is behind it to protect him?

Or he, like Nangong Hanmo, is also good at disguise, but if this is really the case, then he won't pretend to be too similar!

Everyone was deceived, but it was none of his business no matter what, all he had to do was to sit quietly and watch, as long as they didn't pull the struggle on themselves.

And he was satisfied. In fact, his purpose is very simple, he just wants to let himself live well.

"By the way, look at me, it's really rude that you've been here for so long and invited you to have a cup of tea." Nangong Ling Che suddenly patted his head, and then said.

Pei Yuehua smiled and just wanted to shake his head, but saw that he had already called his subordinates and asked them to make tea for themselves.

She smiled, she had to stop saying anything, anyway, it wasn't interesting, it was better to chat with her idol while drinking tea and enjoying the flowers, which was also a beautiful thing.

Not long after, the subordinate made a pot of tea, and the fragrance of the tea overflowed, making Pei Yuehua feel relaxed and happy when he smelled it.

"What kind of tea is this, it smells so good. Such fragrant tea, it must taste good!" Pei Yuehua sniffed her nose and said with a smile.

Nangong Ling Che nodded and said, "This tea is indeed very fragrant, and it tastes even more fragrant, if you don't believe it, you can taste it?" This is my favorite tea, because my mother taught me how to make it before she left, and I gave it to my subordinates so that they could throw it to me whenever I wanted to. ”

As soon as he thought of his mother, Nangong Ling Che couldn't calm down, and his expression naturally couldn't hide from Pei Yuehua.

Seeing him so sad, Pei Yuehua's heart was naturally uncomfortable, and said to him: "People can't be resurrected after death, you should live well, because I think your mother also hopes so, because you are his son, and all his concerns, if you are good, she can be good, if you are not good, she will not be blind under Jiuquan."

Pei Yuehua said: "What's more, the person is dead, no matter how sad you are, it's useless, what you have to do is not just be sad, but to leave the beautiful picture with him in your mind, and remember it from time to time, so that it is as if your mother is still by your side, so that she is still alive even though she is dead."