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Chapter 162 Portraits in the Book 162

"There's still no news about Gu Aman?" The eldest prince slowly flipped through the ancient books in his hands, and the dead waiter who was laughing for him was kneeling on the ground next to him.

"A reward has been placed in the Listening Tower, but there is no news yet." Deadpool returned, "I have asked the ears of the Listening Tower, and some people claim that Gu Aman has fallen off a cliff and died..."

Before Deadpool finished speaking, the inkstone on the table had already been thrown down towards the open space next to him. This was both a threat and a warning.

Deadpool didn't dare to say any more, he had followed his master for many years, and the number of times he was so grandiose was very few.

Now, it's just because of a person's vague news.

"Where is the news about Princess Ruyang?" The two disappeared at the same time, so there must be an inseparable connection.

"The news came from the black prison that Princess Ruyang passed away accidentally on the way to escape, and she is already dead."

It was also because of this that he dared to boldly speculate that Gu Aman also died together.

The person who turned the pages of the book seemed to be listening, but he didn't seem to be listening. Deadpool didn't know whether to continue talking.

"As for the emperor..."

Deadpool was about to speak when he heard footsteps slowly coming from outside the door. It was already late at night, and it stands to reason that no one would visit at this time.

Deadpool looked at the nearest window, and wanted to leave the study room, but before he could make any movement, he heard the sound of the machine amplifier slowly turning, and the bookshelf with the books slowly moved aside, revealing a In the secret room.

Deadpool understood, and immediately hid in the secret room.

There was a knock on the door, and the people standing outside the door were Wang Qingyan and County Mistress Fengqiu.

Seeing the eldest prince open the door, Wang Qingyan, who had been sick and weak for many years, was the first to salute, "We are about to get married, I will take my sister Fengqiu to familiarize myself with the process, and I will take her to have a look in the mansion by the way, just in time to see the lamp in the study room of the eldest prince. It’s on, so let’s come and take a look together.”

The eldest prince behind the door smiled warmly like spring, "I'm sorry, the eldest prince and concubine, but I just found a rather interesting ancient book, and I couldn't help but read a few more pages for a while."

The princess Fengqiu who is about to marry in the door, although the person she liked at the beginning was not the first prince, but for the handsome and gentle first prince, she slowly resisted and accepted from the beginning, So far very satisfied.

When the eldest prince was talking to Wang Qingyan, she had already seen the ancient books on the table, raised her hand to pick up the book on the table, and gently flipped through two pages in her hand.

"It turns out that the eldest prince also likes to watch these rural ghosts. I thought the eldest prince liked the grand strategy of how to govern the country."

The eldest prince smiled very elegantly, "I'm just a common man, the county lord must not be as good as I think."

His voice was gentle and sincere, and the County Mistress Fengqiu, who thought it was nothing at first, couldn't help but blushed when he said it with a smile like this.

"In the early years, I was quite unfamiliar with the First Prince, so I don't know if you like to read this. It just so happens that I have a few copies at my place. If the First Prince doesn't dislike it, I'll ask someone to send it over. It's just..."

She had this book in her hand, and she wanted to take it back and read it in exchange.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the borrowing of books by County Lord Fengqiu is just a pretext, and he just wants to use this opportunity to draw closer the relationship between himself and the First Prince.

If the eldest prince is knowledgeable enough, he should agree at this time.

After all, just exchanging a book is not a big deal.

What's more, this person is going to marry in a few days.

"Let's wait until I finish this book." The First Prince smiled slightly, "I'm just about to finish reading the last few pages. After I've finished reading it, I'll have someone send it over right away."

County Mistress Fengqiu was a little unhappy, she suddenly felt that the person she was going to marry was a straight piece of wood.

Does she like books? She just wants to give the First Prince a chance, after all, she is a girl, and being able to explicitly hint at this level is already the ultimate.

Feeling more and more depressed, the book in her hand became neither light nor heavy. The ancient books were fragile, and if she didn't pay attention, a few yellowed pages fell from her hands to the ground.

The eldest prince held down the book that fell on the floor, and almost subconsciously took a big step. This move shocked County Mistress Fengqiu, "I didn't mean it."

She hurriedly picked up the pages of the book on the ground, and the few pages that fell were written about the Snow Dragon Girl in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio.

In order to save her father, Xuelongnv sacrificed herself to the mountain god. On snowy nights, Xuelongnv would step out of the snow to rescue those who were locked in the deep mountain snow.

Among the scattered pages of the book is a small portrait, which depicts the silhouette of Snow Dragon Girl with long eyelashes covered in snow and looking back at the mountains and valleys on a snowy night.

This small profile portrait is not the original one in the ancient book. It looks like it is a portrait drawn by someone after reading the book and telling the appearance of Snow Maiden that he thought of.

County Mistress Fengqiu held this small portrait in a daze, but was taken over by the eldest prince and put into the book.

"The pages of the ancient books are fragile. Judging from the appearance, I am afraid that they will not be lent to the county magistrate until they are repaired."

County Master Fengqiu didn't know what to think, and ran out all the way with his head down.

Wang Qingyan didn't know why.

She looked at the First Prince suspiciously, her gaze swept over the small portrait on the table, and when she saw that portrait, her gaze also froze for a moment.

Everyone said that the eldest prince liked her and had done various heart-warming things to marry her, but what outsiders don't know is that the eldest prince, who is an excellent painter, has never painted a serious painting for her .

Not to mention the simple but expressive miniatures.

All of a sudden, his heart was full of mixed feelings, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in.

She lowered her head and stroked her belly slightly, feeling quite emotional, "This painting...it looks very similar."

Wang Qingyan's voice is very calm, you may not believe it, because this is not the first time she has seen such a painting.

At first the eldest prince would put it away, but later on, he didn't even bother to hide it.

"You may have made Mistress Fengqiu suspicious just now. She already hated Gu Aman. Now that she sees this, it's inevitable that she will think too much."

The eldest prince put the scattered leaves back into the ancient book and put them away one by one. When he saw the small portrait, his gaze couldn't help but stop.

He often thought of the girl in the snowy valley. He felt as if he was sick and possessed by a demon. He was obviously not particularly good-looking, but it was like a sharp thorn, spreading and blooming in his heart.

Wang Qingyan knew something about Gu Aman's matter.

But the more she knew, the more she felt that this woman was as elusive as a mystery.

A woman who can't figure it out is the scariest thing.

"I heard that there is no news about her yet. If she can return to Beijing, do you want to send her a wedding invitation?"

Wang Qingyan didn't say a word about who the other party was, but both of them knew each other well, and there was only one person who could make him send wedding invitations to the Prince's Mansion.

The First Prince slowly closed the ancient book.

"If she returns to Beijing, I will personally deliver the wedding invitation."

(End of this chapter)