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Back in the house, the guard saw Biya coming back alone, and asked curiously, "Miss Biya, where is the person you went to invite?" ”

Biya sobered up from the aftertaste, sloppy eyes, and pretended to be sad: "My friend may have wandered away, hey, I'm really useless, I can't save the prince!" ”

"You don't have to worry, Jian Yu has already gone to ask for a divine doctor, I believe there will be a way!" The guards couldn't bear to see her worried, and kindly comforted her.

"I hope so!" Biya sighed and walked into the house.

After walking for a while, seeing that there was no one around, he cautiously moved outside the study, pushed open the door, dodged in, and inserted the latch again.

It was very dark in the study, and I stood with my back against the door for a while, and then I gradually got used to it, tiptoed to the desk, flipped through the items on it, but there was no gain, and walked to the bookshelf to look through it, and inadvertently touched a mechanism, and a dark compartment slowly opened.

Biya was overjoyed, took out a long object inside, and the touch in her hand felt like a precious box, feeling that this box must be what she was looking for.

There was already some hazy light outside, and it was too late to check, so he restored everything to its original state, and quietly exited the door, all the way back to Biyuan, and did not meet anyone.

When he returned to his room, he hurriedly closed the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already getting brighter, and I walked to the table and opened the box, which contained a painting, as if it was not a military drawing, and I couldn't help but be disappointed.

Unfolding the scroll, it turned out to be a portrait of a woman, riding a snow-white horse, a pair of jade hands, holding the reins in her left hand and raising a whip in her right hand, as if she was about to gallop out of the painting.

"Who is this woman? Veiled, these eyes are somewhat similar to Min Rou, but they are definitely not her, this is heroic in armor, where can she be as weak as Min Rou. Biya shook her head, denying her thoughts.

"Look closely, she looks a little like Shangguan Xueling, one day I accidentally saw her practicing martial arts, but she has such a demeanor!" Bi Ya groaned in her heart, and finally figured out who this woman was, this must be Shangguan Xueyue, who the prince was thinking about, and Xue Ling were sisters, of course there would be some similarities.

No wonder this portrait was placed in such a hidden and safe place, Biya put away the portrait, very frustrated.

There was a knock on the door outside: "Miss Biya, are you awake?" Slave and maid wait for you to get up! ”

Biya hurriedly stuffed the box under the bed and replied in a lazy voice: "I'm already up!" As he spoke, he opened the door: "Let's go, let's go see the prince, I've been worried all night, and I can't sleep!" ”

"The chef has already prepared your meal, why don't you eat before you go?" The girl flattered.

"No, where can I eat!" Biya's face was full of worry, but in fact, what she was thinking about was where to put this military map.

In the eyes of the girl, it was a different situation, and she was worried about the prince, so she was silent, and helped her to the prince's bedroom, Ruize Palace!

In the Ruize Palace, Xue Ling took care of Huangfu Xuan all night, only to feel sleepy and unstoppable, and finally couldn't help but lie on the side of the bed and fell asleep, just took a nap, and suddenly woke up.

Seeing that the sky was already bright, Jian Yu had not come back yet, he was very anxious, Huang Fu Xuan's breathing was getting lighter and lighter, if he didn't pay attention to it, he couldn't feel the slight fluctuations, how should this be?

Thinking of what happened last night, this body does have martial arts, and the wave of breath that inadvertently circulates in the body should be the legendary internal force, but it's a pity that I can't use it, otherwise I can do my best, and make up my mind, no matter what, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and I can't watch Xuan fall asleep like this.