In the dead of night, there was a light rain a few days ago, but now it is dry again.

Located in the palace of Prince Li on West Street, Mo Ziqi has not yet rested.

The house was brightly lit, and the charcoal fire baked the whole room warm. He was only wearing a thin blue shirt, his long hair was tied up high, he looked particularly refreshing, and he was practicing calligraphy with a pen.

Unlike the previous days, today I am really only practicing calligraphy, and I have not done anything else.

The little maid ingots were grinding ink on the side, watching Mozi Qi finish writing a "empty" word steadily, and then couldn't help but raise his head and ask: "Master, can this really be done?" ”

He didn't speak, and finished writing the remaining word "end" before he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink: "It's okay." ”

"But what if the painting was snatched by the third princess immediately, or Miss Jiang didn't look at it at all, or even ......" Yuan Bao looked sad, "She didn't guess who you were at all, so what should I do?" ”

Mo Ziqi lowered his eyes, raised his arm slightly, and the ink that had just been stained dripped off and stained some onto the paper. Yuan Bao suddenly regretted: "Ouch, master......"

was in a hurry to clean up, but was stopped by Mo Ziqi raising his hand.

"That's fine." He said.

Just when Yuan Bao thought that his master was unwilling to mention this matter again, King Qi's tone was leisurely, as if he was whispering to him and to himself: "I believe her." ”

The people in Prince Li's mansion were sleepless late at night, and in the middle palace, Jiang Mengyun did not sleep peacefully, but today it was not because of crankiness, but because his face was painful.

After coming to Daliang for more than two months, she still has a lot of unaccustomed habits, some of which are in life, and others are physical instincts.

Daning is located in the south, which is humid all year round, rainy in summer, and wet even when it snows in winter.

Liang Guo is different.

After a rare rain, the moisture in the air is immediately evaporated.

Jiang Mengyun got out of bed in the dark and lit the lamp, pressed his face that was so dry that he couldn't do it, found out the face oil sent by Empress Xue a few days ago, and took out a large piece and wiped it, which was not of much use.

She sighed, her throat aching, and she couldn't sleep.

Fortunately, there was a small stove in the house, and she boiled some water herself and drank most of it, which made her feel a little better.

couldn't sleep, Jiang Mengyun didn't want to sleep deliberately, so he simply sat back at the desk, picked up a book and read and played. Empress Xue knew that she didn't love poetry and songs, so she didn't give her those things. However, if you want to read a military book, it is impossible.

I want her brain again, and I am afraid of her brain, Queen Xue is really aggrieved to use her.

Jiang Mengyun didn't care. When she was still in the General's Mansion, the military books at home were turned over by her, and the things on the paper had already been imprinted in her mind, and there was no difference between reading and not reading.

Of course, Queen Xue didn't know about this, otherwise she would definitely be a favor and take two more books to show her goodwill.

At this moment, although the lights were lit in Jiang Mengyun's house, there was not much movement. What's more, she often can't sleep in the middle of the night these days, and Peony was happy to come in a few days to ask, but later found that she was like this almost every day, so she didn't bother to care.

The night in early spring is very cold, and in order to keep out the cold, everyone lights a charcoal basin in the house.

No matter how dedicated the peony is, it doesn't want to be frozen every day to do useless work.

I don't know where the book sent by Queen Xue came from, it's not exciting, it's not exciting, it's not the same as the story of ordinary talented and beautiful people, it's a love story between the eldest lady of the general's mansion and the prince of the palace.

Miss is a young lady who is a civil and military all-rounder, and the son is also a civil and military son, the two are portrayed as affectionate, and the ending is naturally very satisfying, and the two love each other and accompany each other for a lifetime.

Where is love in this world really so simple and beautiful?

Jiang Mengyun had seen it once before, and when he looked at it again, he felt that it was not interesting, and when he raised his head in the flickering candlelight, he saw the painting hanging on the wall again.

I have to say that King Qi's painting skills are indeed first-class.

On the way to Prince Li's Mansion today, Jiang Mengyun also got a glimpse of a corner of the capital of Daliang, although it was not as carved and painted as Ningguo Kyoto, but it was already extremely prosperous.

Different from the detailed depiction of the street scene of Ningguo Kyoto, Daliang's picture uses a freehand painting method of splashing ink, with a few brushstrokes outlining the general street, and there are faint figures in the street.

Ning Guo's painting is almost full of paintings, but this one is compactly laid out in the lower left, and the upper right is a large blank space, with two sentences on the book "The capital is prosperous, and the Xuan Gai rises in the early morning", the font is smart, and it is quite chic.

Jiang Mengyun couldn't help but smile.

His Royal Highness King Qi said that he never lied, and when he returned to Mo Xin'er in the imperial garden, Zhen Zhen looked at it as if it was true, who would have expected that he said that he had not painted recently, but in fact, he was to leave this painting to her. I don't know how the "three interesting" will react when they know that they have been deceived.

According to King Qi's guess, she will probably come to rob it.

Wrong.

The strange feeling when he heard this sentence in the Qi Wangfu hit again, and Jiang Mengyun instinctively felt that something was wrong.

Wrong! She's going to grab it, is it really just a guess? Again, this is simply a reminder.

reminded her that Mo Xin'er would definitely come to grab it.

But knowing that she was going to be robbed in the end, why bother painting it to her, could it be just for her to take a look? Jiang Mengyun didn't believe that this matter was not that simple.

She stood up, threw down the notebook in her hand, picked up the candle and approached the scroll, especially in the blank space, and found nothing special. I went to look at the street scene again, and it was nothing out of the ordinary.

After making a detour to the desk, Jiang Mengyun took out a small porcelain bottle from a box, poured out the powder and applied some to the painting, but there was still nothing.

Do you want to set the paper on fire on fire?

This idea was just dispelled by her as soon as it came out, and the paper was gone when it was lit, even if there was something hidden inside, it could be burned clean by a fire.

Without doing anything, she simply took the entire scroll off the wall.

If His Royal Highness King Qi really wanted to give her something, and it was hidden in this painting, it would be impossible for people to easily see the difference. He must be on guard, in case she doesn't find out, in case the third princess comes to grab it in advance, in case this painting is taken by Queen Xue......

Where would that be?

Others, unlike her, would never have thought that King Qi had any changes, so even if they checked, they could only look at the painting carefully and ignore the others. That's all there is to ...... Jiang Mengyun looked at the wooden scroll.

Knocked twice, the upper and lower wooden shafts are solid, could she be wrong?

Approaching the candle flame, Jiang Mengyun picked up the hairpin from the dresser, and flicked it in the middle a few times, something loosened and fell, and then a small round hole was revealed.

There really is something.

Suppressing the fierce heartbeat, she picked the other end open in this way, and then poked it several times, and finally a small roll of paper came out.

Slowly hanging the scroll back on the wall, Jiang Mengyun remained silent until he sat down at the table and opened the scroll of paper with his notebook.

The paper is so well rolled that the yellowing of the paper almost blends with the wooden shaft, and even if it is only a small lump when taken out, it is five feet square when it is really opened. The paper is densely packed, with complicated lines and small letters, not anything else, but a map.

A map of the Great Liang Kingdom.

Is this to repay her for saving her life? Jiang Mengyun thought.

But no matter what King Qi's purpose is, it is indeed a good thing for her to be able to get the map of Daliang so smoothly.

Of course, she wouldn't really send this picture back to the four princes, but it was not impossible to occasionally reveal some news under special circumstances.

What's more, if you want revenge, sooner or later it will come in handy.

If King Qi doesn't make a move, it will be a big gift, so she has to admit it.

Jiang Mengyun sighed in his heart, this is not a day's work, it seems that he is lying when he says that he has not painted recently, but it is true that he said that he practiced calligraphy until his arm was sore. This map is extremely detailed, the offensive and defensive deployment checkpoints are set up and marked, and even the names of some small rivers and mountains are clearly written.

At first, I just wanted to sleep unsteadily, but at the moment, I didn't feel sleepy at all. Jiang Mengyun lit the lamp and looked closely, there was not much time left, and she had to finish it as soon as possible before dawn.

Fortunately, as the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, she grew up watching Ning Guo's maps since she was a child, and later studied the art of war, and often looked at the offensive and defensive deployment maps that her second brother brought back to her, so she was no stranger to these.

Jiang Mengyun saw it quickly, remembered it clearly, recited it silently in his heart, and recited it repeatedly. As soon as Dongfang revealed a trace of the whiteness of the fish's belly, she had already burned the whole map clean with a charcoal fire.

It's a pity, King Qi wrote it himself!

When I lamented that I had ruined a good picture, there were already faint people walking back and forth outside. Jiang Mengyun picked up the notebook again and leaned back on the bed, and after a while, Peony took a rag and knocked on the door to come in and start a new round of cleaning.

It stands to reason that Peony was so stimulated yesterday that she should go to Queen Xue to complain anyway, but it is very strange that there has been no movement in the Middle Palace for a few days, and even Mo Xin'er is gone.

I don't know if she didn't get the news or if something went wrong, so she didn't come to grab the painting.

Jiang Mengyun felt strange and relaxed at the same time.

The map has been destroyed, and she needs time to slowly restore the imprint in her mind, so it is best if no one comes to disturb her, and she can remember it more clearly.

Peony is also very calm, but the daily cleaning is more diligent, Jiang Mengyun feels that if she continues to do this, the paint on the table will be wiped off, and she herself will not notice it?

The floor tiles in this room have become smooth.

But since this girl was reluctant to go out in the house, Jiang Mengyun simply followed and pretended to be stupid, and she came and went to complement each other.

It's just that her silent recitation will end sooner or later, and it is impossible for them to be restrained from her behavior all the time.

On this day, Jiang Mengyun stood in front of the table, looking at the street view of the capital city of Daliang on the wall, and after reviewing the last corner of the map, Peony came in to clean it again, and she suddenly asked thoughtlessly: "Peony, how long have you been on an errand in the palace?" ”

These days, Peony saw that she had been stunned, and she didn't communicate with each other, but she didn't expect to take the initiative to open her mouth today, and asked this kind of inexplicable question, and was stunned for a moment: "It's been five or six years." ”

Seeing that Jiang Mengyun frowned slightly and didn't speak, she wiped the table again and couldn't help asking, "What is the girl asking for?" ”

"Oh," Jiang Mengyun then took his eyes off the painting and moved to her, "I want to ask, since His Royal Highness King Qi is so good, why hasn't he been married until now?" ”