Chapter 470: The Disappearance of the Nineteenth Prince III

Ever since he saw the charred corpse under the stage, Mu Yirong's eyelids have twitched a few times from time to time, and he has a not very good feeling in his heart.

Hearing Xigu ask about the safety of the Nineteenth Prince, Mu Yirong said with a calm face: "This official also hopes that the Nineteenth Prince will return safely." ”

Leaving the Nineteenth Prince's Mansion, the sky had become dark, and the pervasive cold wind took away the temperature on the body little by little.

Mu Yirong tightened his neckline, got into the carriage, and headed for the West Market.

Inside the carriage, Mu Yirong unfolded the portrait of Miss Qingyan.

It is said that when painting a portrait, the painter will draw his feelings and feelings for the model on paper through the tip of the pen.

The lines of Qing Yan's portrait painting are very soft, the eyes are bright, vivid, and the painter is very powerful, and the appearance of Qing Yan girl is seven or eight points, and she has moved it to the paper.

But I don't know if he doesn't have the outstanding appreciation ability of the Nineteenth Prince, or other reasons, Mu Yirong didn't feel any feelings or anything like that from this beautiful painting.

Perhaps, conveying the feelings of the painter through the painting is just a deceptive nonsense!

Roll up the drawing paper from the new and put it away carefully, Mu Yirong's mind returned to the day of watching the play again.

At that time, everyone in the stands was relaxed and happy, laughing, talking, and eating.

But Mu Yirong just felt that there was something subtle that was not quite right at that time, giving people a feeling of being twisted.

Close your eyes and carefully reconstruct the scene.

Frame after frame of pictures flashed rapidly in Mu Yirong's mind, and the big horses Anyuan and Nachar, who were always laughing and joking, didn't seem to have anything abnormal.

However, from time to time, the two would exchange a glance with each other and secretly exchange a few words, and their attention did not seem to be all on the illusion performance on the stage.

There is also a person who has not watched the performance at all, that is the guard Lin Zhengyi standing behind the eldest prince, he has been focusing on the eldest prince, paying attention to the movements around the eldest prince, his face is expressionless, like a stone statue, but he can obviously feel his nervousness, I am afraid that as long as there is a disturbance, it will immediately erupt, and there is a trace of danger on his body, like a wolf guarding the territory.

Seocho once said that Lin Zhengyi is not a demon, but her kung fu is very good, she has lost everything, she is by no means an ordinary guard, more like a martial arts master.

The green swordsman Han Xiangzi is also a martial arts master, and at this point, the two of them are very similar.

It's just that in Mu Yirong's memory, there is no impression of Lin Zhengyi's later memory on the stage.

It seems that it was because the Hu Ren illusionist Lion Sai performed a great disappointment and looked around too terrifyingly, and the palace attendants sitting behind them screamed and even fainted, attracting his attention. Therefore, he didn't notice Lin Zhengyi again.

The eldest prince, who has always been secretly watched by Lin Zhengyi, and Liu Qingyan laughed and chatted, holding each other's hands from time to time, exchanging affectionate glances with each other, or feeding each other, discussing illusions on the stage, looking unusually affectionate.

However, a closer look reveals that the two sometimes have an absent-minded expression.

And when Liu Qingyan was in a fugue, the eldest prince would peek at Lin Zhengyi who was standing behind him.

And Liu Qingyan, who was distracted, would cast an extremely small light of light on Mu Yirong's body, and then pass over him. 139 Chinese

Liu Qingyan's eyes suddenly became ruthless when he crossed Mu Yirong, like a vulture that had been swallowed by a python and swallowed a bird's egg.

On the day of watching the play, Liu Qingyan has always shown respect and love for the eldest prince, thinking about him in everything and being considerate.

But why is it that when you look at yourself, you still have the same fascination in your eyes as you did at the beginning?

And why is the gaze cast on Seocho so resentful, as if there is a hatred for killing his father, and he doesn't share the sky?

Could it be that Liu Qingyan's thoughtful infatuation with the eldest prince is all pretended?

Mu Yirong is not narcissistic and thinks that Liu Qingyan is still not dead to him. But that look was too weird.

Liu Shicheng and Liu Qingyan, the father and daughter, are both the kind of people whose emotions and attitudes are fickle, just now they still look like they are carrying a knife to kill your whole family, and the next second they can smile and care about the health of your parents.

It's just that Liu Shicheng's mind is easy to be seen through, but what Liu Qingyan is thinking in his heart is difficult to figure out.

What kind of medicine is being sold in the very abnormal willow light smoke gourd, Mu Yirong couldn't find out for a while, and couldn't help frowning. Now that I think about how she and the eldest prince looked like glue that day, the more I think about it, the more suspicious I feel, and it is awkward and incongruous.

And is such an awkward incongruity related to the disappearance of the Nineteenth Prince?

Mu Yirong, who had too many questions in his heart, began to feel a faint pain in his forehead again.

Ever since his left eye was splashed with Seocho's demon blood, he had suffered from migraines.

When the brain is overused or rested poorly, the left side of the head becomes numb, and then it is as if a needle has been pricked on the nerve, and the nerve begins to beat violently, and the pain is like a tidal wave.

Especially recently, the nerve on the left side of the head is constantly beating, like a rubber band that has been pulled back, and it has been whipped and beaten again and again, and the brain is almost scattered into tofu brain.

Mu Yirong, who reached out and rubbed his temples, closed his eyes and meditated for a while, then put his thoughts back to the day he watched the play, and searched his brain for all the memories of the Nineteenth Prince that day.

On that day, the nineteenth prince laughed and made trouble as if he had watched a play in the past, joking with the attendants behind him, and laughing with the big horse and others, without any abnormalities at all.

Suddenly, Mu Yirong saw in the picture in his mind that the little chopsticks who were always with the nineteenth prince were close to the nineteenth prince and whispered a few words, and then went down to the bottom of the stage.

On the day of Xiao Qiaozi, he did accompany the Nineteenth Prince to watch the play, and the time when he went down to the stands was just before the Nineteenth Prince was about to perform on stage.

Now it is almost certain that the person who was guarding the mechanism that dropped the eldest prince under the stands at that time was the little chopsticks.

It's just that Mu Yirong has no impression of the whereabouts of the little chopsticks after getting off the stands.

If the mystery of when the chopsticks disappeared after that, how they were taken away, and whether they were dead, they should be able to find the missing Nineteen Princes.

It's a pity that the missing chopsticks have left no more clues than the nineteenth prince.

It is unlikely that you want to find the missing Nineteen Prince from the whereabouts of the chopsticks.