"This king trusts only you."

Di Jinxuan's eyes crossed a touch of cunning, and said.

"Okay. I told the prince truthfully that the medicinal ingredients on this silk handkerchief were the Molin grass used by the concubine when she detoxified the prince. Presumably, the woman who lost this silk handkerchief is the detoxification master of the Xiyue Dynasty. ”

Her red lips provoked a light smile and asked, "Is it that the prince wants to find the owner of the silk handkerchief?" ”

"Of course."

"If the concubine didn't guess wrong, the owner of this silk handkerchief should be the person who was with Ah Chen last time." Ji Qingge turned his face sideways, smiled weirdly, and said.

"Didn't anyone tell you the name of His Royal Highness King Yan? You call him Ah Chen, do you want to provoke Princess Yan to be jealous and fight again? Di Jinxuan couldn't hold back a laugh and teased her.

"Huh? Yanwang ...... Called Ah Chen? Di Jinchen? ”

This is a ridiculous joke in the world, but it was a trip to the valley to collect medicine before marriage, and he bumped into the eldest uncle of her husband's family. It's no wonder that Di Jinxuan wants to get angry, no wonder......

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Although he didn't see any part below his face, Ji Qingge still couldn't concentrate on stroking the qin. On such a strange thing, she also said that she was so innocent.

So speechless.

As soon as he saw Ji Qingge covering his face with shame, the evil smile on Di Jinxuan's face became more obvious. He told her: "Ah Chen is the nickname of King Yan, except for his father and his mother, others should not dare to call him like that."

What kind of Xiyun did you see? ”

Di Jinxuan stretched out her hand and pulled away her hands covering her face, and said, "Draw Xi Yun down, this king has to find the mistress of Sipa." ”

"Nope."

Ji Qingge shook his head again and again.

The inseparable scenes of Yan Wang Achen and Xi Yun kept emerging in Ji Qingge's mind. Those sad words, as well as Xi Yun's eyes full of expectation, made Ji Qingge can't bear to paint Xi Yun.

Because she understands that Di Jinxuan said that Xi Yun is Yan Xi Yun, there is definitely a basis.

And he wants to find Xi Yun, definitely not to fall in love, but probably to solve the case. She is not afraid of infringing on Xiyun's portrait rights, but afraid of ...... Xi Yun is the murderer.

always felt that the strange woman had something to do with her in the dark, and sympathized with others for no reason.

"If you don't draw, the king will find her. Since this king can find out her surname Yan, he can know where she is hiding. Di Jinxuan's eyes were full of murderous anger and he said angrily.

Ji Qingge came to Di Jinxuan's eyes, and his clear eyes looked at him. pursed his lips and said, "The prince is angry." In order to help Yan Xiyun, she made some explanations to Di Jinxuan.

Although the body of the deceased was found in the valley, it does not mean that the deceased was killed in the valley. It may also be that he was left in the valley after he was killed.

Despite the truth she said, Di Jinxuan understood it. But he still listened very patiently, and after she finished narrating, he asked her tentatively: "Presumably, Concubine Ai protects her so much, is it because of the love between her and King Yan?" ”

Will the iceberg prince talk about love?

This was too unexpected for Ji Qingge.

She looked stunned and said, "What does the prince think?" ”

Di Jinxuan raised his eyebrows and asked her rhetorically, "Same as your opinion." People from two different worlds, love, what can they do? King Yan has the ideals and ambitions of King Yan, and she probably also has the thoughts of a little woman. But that kind of thought didn't have much help for King Yan.

Instead, it can become a kind of stumbling block. ”

Such an honest answer made Ji Qingge feel an inexplicable pain in his heart after listening to it. After a long time, she asked softly: "If the prince is the king of Yan, how will he treat Yan Xiyun?" ”

"Haha."

Di Jinxuan showed an expression of disbelief, looked at Ji Qingge, and asked, "If the Lone King is the King of Yan, it is impossible to find Yan Xiyun at all." ”

"Why?"

She thought that Yan Xiyun was much better than Princess Yan. Although Princess Yan is beautiful, she is not amazing enough.

"King Yan is not what you see. He has only one princess, and she is also the daughter of Yu Taiwei, whom his father appointed for him. She has been in the palace for six or seven years, and she has not left any heirs to King Yan, but he has not accepted any side concubines. ”

The corners of Di Jinxuan's lips drew a funny smile, and said, "If you don't mention Yan Xiyun, this king won't know about his affairs." ”

After listening to the emperor's creditor talk about King Yan, Ji Qingge was inevitably suspicious. Then Princess Yan has no heirs, is it related to King Yan's affection, or is it related to King Yan's amorousness?

Judging from the scene she peeked in the Lost Valley, King Yan was very affectionate to Yan Xiyun. At dawn, he said goodbye to Yan Xiyun, and it would not be pretended.

It's definitely a lot of love.

Di Jinxuan took out a flying needle from his purse and played with it in his hand. deliberately shook in front of Ji Qingge's eyes, and said, "How touching should their story be to make you so entangled?" ”

"Nope."

As soon as he caught a glimpse of the flying needle in his hand, he asked, "This is the one Zi Xin picked up outside the Starlight Palace?" ”

"Definitely." Di Jinxuan deliberately frightened Ji Qingge, leaned close to her ear, and said, "It's the one found on the deceased, do you want to play with it?" ”

Ji Qingge's right index finger and middle finger were brought together, and he cut off the flying needle from his hand, and said, "Although I don't play with flying needles much, I can imagine that this is a flying needle that is not very special." Otherwise, who would have the audacity to fall outside the Hall of Starlight? ”

She came to the desk and sat down, spread out the rice paper, and sharpened the ink. The pen put the amazing face of Yan Xiyun that she remembered on the paper. After taking a closer look, I really feel that the people in the portrait are a little touching.

"How much does the prince plan to pay for this painting?"

As he spoke, Ji Qingge spread out the palm of his right hand and stretched out it to Di Jinxuan.

"It's so rough, and you still want to charge?" Di Jinxuan's sword eyebrows raised lightly, and teased her: "If I don't ask you to collect the king's pen and ink fees, it's already very generous." ”

"......" she clenched her right hand into a fist and gently slapped him on the shoulder, "So, I'll take it and sell it to Princess Yan." Absolutely high price. ”

"Whether you can offer a high price, this king is not sure. But what this king can be sure of is that you will evaporate from this world. Of course, if there is the protection of this king......"

That's a different story.

Ji Qingge smiled weirdly and reminded him: "Princess Yan is so terrifying? It seems that she is really a person who will repay her. In this way, it is no wonder that she can't keep King Yan. ”

"Go and stay, it shouldn't be deliberate, but let it be." Di Jinxuan puffed a wicked smile and told her, "Aifei, what do you say?" ”

"That's the case, the prince should go and ask the county lord of Xiyao, right?"

If it weren't for her helping to smell the ingredients of the medicine on the silk handkerchief, I'm afraid he wouldn't be in the Spark Hall today. Although she knows his affection for her, there is no love.

But despite this, she didn't want him to have anyone else in his heart.

After a long silence, she mustered up the courage to say, "Rest early." ”