"Thirteen, pack up, let's go out for the holidays. This is the first time in so many years that His Royal Highness has gone out of the house to celebrate the festival in an open and swaggering manner. Yin Cheng smiled and walked to the study of Painting Thirteen with joy, and saw that he was quietly in a daze with the painting spread out on the table, "Why are you stunned?" Is there anything else that needs to be repaired on this painting? ”

Hua Thirteen came back to his senses, rubbed his sour eyes, and looked at Yin Chenglian: "The cultivation is repaired." It's just that when I was thinking back to what Ying Chengzhao said that day, I suddenly felt that this painting was very unfamiliar. ”

Yin Chenglian was silent for a moment, his eyes wandering blankly in this huge painting that once belonged to him: "My uncle has devoted his whole life to painting, which can be called a generation of painting addicts, and this painting is the pinnacle of the world's unparalleled work. I believe in my uncle's character, and he will never put the secrets of invisible people in the paintings he cherishes and believes in the most. As for what Ying Chengzhao is in this painting, I don't know yet. ”

"Perhaps, we'll see tonight." Painting Thirteen's sloppy gaze barely gathered a little spirit, "Hasn't Jingmo come back from the palace yet?" ”

"Yes, I went before noon, maybe I left her to eat dinner at this time." Yin Cheng replied, "Don't worry, Uncle Wang won't do anything to the Jing Pharmacist, and besides, the Jing Pharmacist is a smart person, how can he put himself in danger?" Let's go, let's go to the light market first, and wait for them to come by. ”

"They? Is there anyone else going with you besides Jingmo? Hua Thirteen tightened his eyebrows, a little puzzled, and then thought, "Oh, you're talking about Tianyu, right?" ”

Yin Cheng smiled and nodded: "I have already inquired, at this time of year, she will go to the river for a walk, visit the night market, and enjoy the lanterns." She must still be angry with me now, and I must not drag her into the water again, so I have to quietly look at her from a distance, and I can be regarded as accompanying her for the holidays. ”

Painting Thirteen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and squeezed out a far-fetched smile: "That's all?" ”

"That's all!" Yin Chenglian's eyes had a few different and calm expressions, and then, his gaze gradually tightened, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked, "By the way, Ying Chengzhao told you before that I was waiting for you to meet in the pavilion in the center of the lake." It's today, do you have any plans? Have you decided if you want to go over and see him? ”

"Of course." Painting Thirteen's tone was weak but unusually firm, his eyes looked at the "Firefly Diagram" in front of him, and muttered, "He has the answer I need, and I have no reason not to go." ”

"Do you need manpower?" Yin Chenglian asked unceremoniously, "Ying Chengzhao's power cannot be underestimated, I am worried that you will be more auspicious in the past alone." ”

"Since you also said that Ying Chengzhao's power is not bad, then how many people I bring is just a fictitious thing." Painting Thirteen pursed the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry." If he just wanted to kill me, he would have done it a long time ago, and he wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to lure me over. ”

Yin Chenglian glanced at Chang Ling, who was standing not far behind Hua Thirteen with a silent lotus sword, and said uneasily: "Let Chang Ling go with you and protect you secretly, we can rest assured." ”

Hua Thirteen turned his head and looked at Chang Ling, since he was poisoned, he was stuffed in Yin Chenglian's mansion, and it had been a long time since Chang Ling made a move, and yes, after all, a dying person, what else could he protect or not?

"Changling, wipe your sword well before you go out." The eyes of the thirteenth painter were dark, and he said darkly, "Tonight, I may not be able to live this festival in peace." ”