Wen Tianyao casually flipped through a few paintings, his eyes fell on the scroll on the last one, but he suddenly stopped, first of all, this pen is definitely not the third brother's handwriting, and the pen power looks much weaker.

At first glance, you know that it is the work of a woman in the boudoir.

After a closer look, it seemed a little familiar, and the image of the woman in my memory immediately became clear.

When I saw the payment below, it turned out to be Mrs. Huayang Hou.

Mrs. Huayang Hou? Wen Tianyao seemed to have been stabbed by something in his heart, and felt a little pain, it turned out that this was Mrs. Huayang Hou?

It turned out to be the appearance in his memory, and the corners of his handsome lips couldn't help but pull out a wry smile, who knew that he, the prince of the East Palace, had never seen the wife of his own important minister, Huayang Hou.

If it weren't for the chance to ask, I heard that Huayang Hou's wife would come to see the queen mother, I would have been a little curious, how could Huayang Hou, who was so fierce and evil, marry a fairy-like lady and secretly want to take a look.

I wouldn't have known that the queen mother would not like to see Mrs. Huayang Hou so much!

That kind of obstruction actually came from the henchmen sent by the queen mother to take care of him, and the attitude was so resolute that in the end, he even did not hesitate to move out of the queen mother, so that when he was still young, he had to rest his thoughts.

Then he noticed that this Mrs. Huayang Hou rarely seemed to enter the palace, and every time she entered the palace, she always had something to be sent out, and it was something that he couldn't refuse, and this kind of quiet support was from the queen mother.

This made Wen Tianyao more and more suspicious.

Only once, he saw the young lady in the painting standing among the orchids......

After that, I occasionally looked for the sound of the qin a few times and met this lady, and the sound of the qin was the song that Wei Qiufu played in the Plum Blossom Nunnery before, which was different from other people's phoenixes......

However, even when this Mrs. Huayang Hou died, Wen Tianyao did not see Mrs. Huayang Hou on a formal occasion, so he had no way of knowing whether the lady he met was Mrs. Huayang Hou.

Now it seems, but it is! Sure enough, it is a little similar to Wei Yuewu, but it is not really, it really looks like it at first glance, but if you look carefully, there are not many similarities, even if it is a pair of similar beautiful eyes, Mrs. Huayang Hou in the painting looks gentle, and Wei Yuewu is a little cold and indifferent.

"This ...... Where did it come from? He asked coldly as he heard his own voice.

"It's all the images of the daughter of the family returned by Yan Shizi, I don't know why it's caught in it." The chamberlain thought for a while and said, in order to satisfy the prince of Yanguo, the third prince would always draw some portraits of the young lady of the family.

But batches were returned, and this time it was the portraits of a group of daughters of the family.

In fact, it's not a lot, just four or five of them, and each time I send four or five to the past, but a few of them are actually duplicates, but I don't know how there is such a one.

"Brought it from the Mansion of the Duke of Yanguo?" Wen Tianyao's handsome eyebrows furrowed more and more, Yan Huaijing was paying attention to the Huayang Hou Mansion, and also paid attention to Mrs. Huayang Hou.

But he accidentally sent the portrait to his own hands, whether intentionally or unintentionally!

Wen Tianyao's gaze involuntarily fell on the slender pen style, obviously this is painted by a lady, it will never be Yan Huaijing's own painting, Yan Huaijing's words he has seen, the pen is strong, and the painting in front of him, although the painting is very good, but it can be seen that the pen is not enough.

The woman in the boudoir? The young lady of the family next to Yan Huaijing?

As soon as this idea appeared, it was taken away, not to mention that this young lady of the family of Yandi has been in the courtyard of the Duke of Yanguo now, and she has not even gone out, so it is said that Mrs. Huayang Hou has been dead for so many years, how could this young lady of the family of Yandi have seen her.

And this painting is clearly new?

But if not, who painted the painting?

Inexplicably, I remembered that I had asked Wei Yuewu to find a portrait of her mother, and my heart jumped, isn't this the one now?

If anyone else can draw the new appearance of Mrs. Huayang Hou, except for those young ladies in Huayang Hou's Mansion, there is really no one else.

There are only four young ladies in the Huayang Hou Mansion who have not yet come out of the cabinet.

Wei Yuejiao is a concubine, and it is impossible to paint a portrait of the housewife; Wei Qiufu is a three-room student, and it seems impossible to paint, and it is even more impossible to have a concubine!

Thinking about it this way, it seems that only Wei Yuewu is the most likely, and this strength is not enough, Wei Yuewu itself looks very weak, and he can draw it like this, and his skills are extraordinary, but women are inherently inferior to men, and this is difficult to make up.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Tianyao was almost certain that this painting was painted by Wei Yuewu.

But why such a painting appeared in Yan Huaijing's hands became more and more suspicious.

"Your Highness, the third prince is here!" Another chamberlain entered.

"Please!" Wen Tianyao nodded with his hands behind his back.

The third prince came in behind a chamberlain, and was about to salute Wen Tianyao, but was supported by Wen Tianyao: "Third brother don't have to be polite, come over and take a look, this portrait is sandwiched in the portrait given to Yan Huaijing, but it is actually Mrs. Huayang Hou." ”

"Mrs. Huayang Hou?" The third prince was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting such a thing.

"Come and see, but Mrs. Huayang Hou?" Wen Tianyao pulled the third prince over and asked him to see the portrait he had placed on the table.

The third prince came over and looked at the woman in the portrait, and the face in front of him with a little familiarity was clearly the image of the gentle woman in his memory.

I thought I had forgotten it, but suddenly I remembered it, as if it was right in front of me.

That face has a sincere tenderness, and it once made me so nostalgic, not only for myself, but also for ......

Coveted by his mother's tenderness at this moment, he deliberately followed him to the Huayang Hou Mansion at that time, just because this woman could make him feel the tenderness and caress of his mother......

It's just the original beauty, but in the end, because of this beauty, it became another painful memory, his hands were held fiercely, and the corners of his eyes jumped a few times unconsciously, and he couldn't let go of those things.

It's not just Mrs. Huayang Hou's own, or that Miss Wei Liu!

"Third brother, do you think you want to see it?" Sensing the pain and struggle on the face of the third prince, Wen Tianyao asked cautiously, sighing inexplicably in his heart, it seems that that thing is true, at that time, this Huayang Hou Lady may think that she is the third brother, right?

"Yes, it's Mrs. Huayang Hou!" The third prince's hand slowly relaxed, and he exhaled vigorously, as if he had exhaled the suffocation in his chest for a while.

"What kind of person do you think it would be drawing? Dancing with the Moon? Wen Tianyao stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, quite comforting.

This third brother of mine is really desireless, and whether it is in his relationship with himself, he will help him no matter what.

"Quite possibly!" The third prince gathered his thoughts and nodded.

"Is it possible that Wei Qiufu? I heard that Mrs. Huayang Hou is still very good to Wei Qiufu! Wen Tianyao said tentatively.

That day, Wei Qiufu said that Mrs. Huayang Hou was even better to her than Wei Yuewu, which is really suspicious, who would be bad to their own daughter, but good to other people's daughters?

"She's good to other people's daughters!" The third prince nodded, only feeling a headache in his heart, if it wasn't good, how could such a thing happen.

I can't let go of that incident, so why not blame myself, if it weren't for my greed for that mother-like gentleness, if I hadn't come back and kept talking about Mrs. Huayang Hou, if Mrs. Huayang Hou wasn't so gentle and gentle, or things wouldn't be the way they are now......

"Will it be better than your own daughter?" Wen Tianyao asked in surprise.

"Just as good!" The third prince lowered his eyes and hid the pain at the bottom of his eyes, after Mrs. Huayang Hou went, although she could paint, the figure of the woman in her mind had gradually faded, as if she couldn't draw it if she wanted to.

But when I see that painting today, I feel like I have returned to the past, I was still young at that time, and I had no one to take care of myself, how I should have wished I had a mother who could take care of myself gently, but I didn't ......

"Why do you think it's in Yan Huaijing's hands?" Wen Tianyao sighed silently, bringing back the thoughts of the third prince, every time he talked about this Mrs. Huayang Hou, the third brother of his own family, he was always sad and sad, but there was a little longing between his expressions.

At that time, even if he was curious about Mrs. Huayang Hou, he didn't dare to let his third brother draw it.

"It should have been sent by Wei Yuewu." The third prince thought for a while.

"Why?" Although this was the same as Wen Tianyao's thoughts, he still asked.

"Even if Yan Huaijing's hands and eyes are all over the sky, it is impossible to go deep into the boudoir, take such a painting, it must be painted by Miss Wei Liu, I heard that when Miss Wei entered Beijing, she was rescued by Yan Huaijing, and later on Mrs. Tai's birthday, it was Yan Huaijing who saved her, and it was a life-saving grace, asking to draw a portrait, but it was nothing, and it was not her own portrait!"

This is very reasonable, Wen Tianyao thought about it, but remembered that he had also asked Wei Yuewu to find a portrait of Mrs. Huayang Hou for herself, but it was unsuccessful, and she couldn't help but feel a little more displeased.

"Therefore, this portrait was painted by Yan Huaijing at the invitation of Wei Yuewu, and of course its purpose is not because of Wei Yuewu, it must be Huayang Hou Wei Luowen!" The third prince glanced at Wen Tianyao and said.

Wei Luowen is an important minister in the court, and he guards the border with Yandi, which can be described as an important importance.

Yan Huaijing attaches great importance to it, and naturally there is a reason.

"Big brother, will Yan Huaijing fall in love with Wei Yuewu?" The third prince suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face changed.

"Quite possibly!" This reminded Wen Tianyao, not to mention that when he first saw Wei Yuewu that day, Yan Huaijing meant something, just said that all kinds of things after that seemed to show that this prince of Yan Guo had a deep meaning, and of course the most considered thing was Wei Luowen's weight.

"So what?" The third prince's brows furrowed.

"It's okay, the border matter, Huayang Hou Ji Ming Father, is willing to let Wei Ziyang go to stand alone, he will only hang an idle post in Beijing next!" Wen Tianyao said lightly, in this way, although the overall strength of the Huayang Hou Mansion has not increased, the center of gravity is the entire bias towards the second room of the Huayang Hou Mansion, and the big house is almost empty!

"Why did Huayang Hou do this?" This matter is by no means a trivial matter, and the third prince's face changed slightly......