Until the vision in her mind ended, Qing Huan didn't come back to her senses, and countless questions welled up in her mind as she held the pen.

Why did Shi Qinghuai die, why did Shi Zhiyao become a woman in the Qinglou, and why didn't she confess her identity? Doesn't she know that as long as she says her identity, even if she only thinks about her old love, Chen Zilai will save her from fire and water?

All kinds of questions lingered in Qinghuan's heart, and in the end they only turned into a wisp of sighs.

She calmed down, put pen to paper, and began to draw the mask.

After a long time, the mask was painted, and Qing Huan picked the mask off the table, reaching out to stack it on the side of the desk, she had drawn it on top of the stacked masks.

Before she put it away, she looked down and saw the latest mask on the pile of masks.

Looking at the mask, her eyes condensed slightly, and her heart was cold.

"I don't know if there's a reply to the message they asked, I hope I've thought about it too much."

Qing Huan thought secretly, and slowly put Shi Zhiyao's mask aside, and finally did not fold it on the mask.

After doing all this, she walked out of the study with her hands behind her back.

Behind her, on the desk, next to Shi Zhiyao's mask, there was a small pile, and on top of the stacked masks was a man's mask.

The mask is depicted with Niu Erzhuang.

On the second day, after lunch, Qing Huan walked out of the Gu family's courtyard.

This is her habit after coming to Gu's house, every day after dinner to go out for half an hour, saying that she learned from the hermit who saved her, and the beautiful name is to eat after eating.

Banqin watched Qing Huan out of the door and said.

"Brother, it's hot today, you don't go for a while, I towned watermelon in the well, you come back, let's eat together."

Qing Huan responded, "Got it." And he went out of the courtyard.

Zhang also looked at his son, with relief in his eyes and some doubts.

In the past few days when my son came back, there have been too many changes, and if I had put it in the past, my son would not have gone out easily.

However, Zhang never suspected that this person was not his son.

After all, it is impossible to find someone who looks the same in the world, even if it is a twin brother, besides, Yun Pei was also a lively character when he was a child, but when he grew up, he slowly became less fond of walking around with people.

Her son's personality has changed greatly, and it is not the first time for her, but the previous time he changed from a lively wave to an introvert, and this time he has changed back.

Yes, the son's personality has just changed back to the lively wave when he was a child.

Therefore, Zhang wondered why Gu Yunpei had changed his temperament, and at the same time, he was also relieved in his heart, not that his previous son was not good, but that his current son was better.

Thinking of this, Zhang's eyes were even more relieved.

Just when Qing Huan walked out of the Gu family's courtyard, Chen Zilai also got into the carriage and left the Chen Mansion, and when he arrived at Tingfeng Tower, Zhang Puhe's personal servant was already waiting at the door, and the carriage that saw him quickly greeted him.

"Chen Gongzi, you can count it, my son-in-law has asked three times."

Chen Zilai got out of the carriage and walked inside.

"Has the prince arrived?"

The next person returns.

"I arrived early, and I came with my son-in-law about half an hour ago."

Chen Zilai stopped talking, his steps became more urgent, and he walked all the way, and soon arrived at a small building built by the lake, not far from the last poetry meeting.

Chen Zilai, slightly lifting the corner of his clothes, walked upstairs quickly, and walked to the private room.

Before he pushed the door, he heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from inside, and Chen Zilai had a stronger smile on his face.

"I haven't seen him for two years, this Xuan Saburo still has the same temper, and he loves to have fun everywhere he goes."

didn't wait for the next person to pass it on, Chen Zilai pushed open the door and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I should have come early in the morning, Yi'er was a little uncomfortable, and I was delayed for some time."

There was already a table of people sitting around the room, and by the window by the lake, there were prostitutes playing, and two dancing girls dancing to the music.

Hearing Chen Zilai's voice, the dancer and the prostitute stopped moving, and the people at the table also turned their heads to look at the door.

On the host and guest seats, a beautiful young man wearing a jade crown, a face like a crown of jade, and starry sword eyebrows, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, without saying a word, and then turned his head and looked at the dancing girl and prostitute next to him.

"Come on, don't stop, keep playing, keep jumping."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the person at the table.

"Come, come, everybody drink."

Zhang Puhe held back a smile and looked at the boy.

"San Lang, don't make a fool of Brother Zilai, my brother and sister are pregnant, and it will be next month, this time is Jin Gui, if my brother and sister are not feeling well, Brother Zilai is late, it is understandable."

Chen Zilai was also on the side, giving up and making a move.

"San Lang, my prince, it's me who is wrong this time, today I am the east, and the wine money is counted on my head, so it's good for me to pick up the wind and wash the dust for you."

The young man who was called San Lang put down his wine glass and looked at Chen Zilai with a smile.

"Brother Zilai has a good calculation, I have worked tirelessly to come to see you, you don't say that you are late, and you want to send me away for a drink?"

Chen Zilai said.

"Are you here to see us? It's not in the name of visiting your grandmother to avoid trouble. ”

But he said it.

"Okay, okay, okay, then you say, what are you going to do to spare me."

Xuan Saburo had already had an idea, and said with a smile when he heard this.

"I heard that Uncle Chen recently got a set of moonshine cups, if you can persuade your father to sell that cup to me, we will write off this matter today."

Chen Zilai immediately shook his head and said.

"It turns out that you're waiting for me here, and it's easy to talk about everything else, and I can't bear you for this one."

Xuan Saburo: "Why? If Ling Zun doesn't want to sell it, he can change it, this set of cups, I took it and used it. ”

Chen Zilai still shook his head.

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's really that this set of cups is no longer in my father's hands, if you don't believe it, you can ask Brother Urawa, he was also there that day."

Saying that, Chen Zilai turned his head to look at Zhang Puhe suspiciously.

"Brother Urawa, didn't you tell Saburo about my father's replacement of the cup and the white palm on that day?"

Zhang Puhe shook his head in response.

"I just heard San Lang say this, too."

Then he looked at Xuan Saburo.

"San Lang, that set of moonlight cups is indeed no longer in Uncle Chen's hands, and Uncle Chen used this cup to exchange it for Ling Xiao's painting that day."

Xuan Saburo saw that Zhang Puhe had already believed it, and his face was full of regret.

"That's a pity."

Zhang Puhe asked curiously.

"Where did San Lang hear that Uncle Chen got a set of moonshine cups? I remember you didn't have a good time collecting these objects, so why did you pay so much attention to this set of cups this time? ”

Xuan Saburo, playing with the wine glass in his hand, replied casually.

"Leave it alone where you hear it. In this life, I have looked for someone to give away. ”

As soon as Xuan Saburo's words fell, the people at the table, including Chen Zilai and Zhang Puhe, all looked at him with strange eyes.

Zhang Puhe said.

"People say that Shibei has been impressed for three days, I really can't imagine that I haven't seen him for a long time, and the prince of Zhenguo, who has always only robbed people and things, will also think about giving people things."

Then Zhang Puhe suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said with a smile.

"Could it be that after being among the thousands of flowers, San Lang, who doesn't touch the leaves, also has a favorite woman, so he is so interested?"