Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

Chapter 181 Where Can I Be?
After a cup of tea, the two young maids returned.

The round-faced court lady carefully handed Wan Yan a note, "Miss Xue, Master Su asked us to deliver this to you."

Wan Yan happily opened the sticky note, with disappointment written all over her face. There were only three words on the sticky note, "Dian Jian Si".

"What does that mean, my lord?"

The round-faced court lady was also confused, "Master Su listened to the report from the two of us, and it took us a long time to ask us to bring this note to the girl."

"What did Lord Su say at that time?"

"Nothing was said."

"No, Mr. Su said that the only thing left to do is to find the lost painting." The long-faced palace lady interrupted the round-faced palace lady's words, and retorted seriously.

What does that mean, my lord?
Of course she knew that she was going to find the painting now, and she had been looking for it all along, and now that she had a clue, she found out that the whole thing was related to the Queen and Princess Minyang.

what else?
She also found out that the golden pill that the emperor took was given by the empress.

Wan Yan held the note in her hand, momentarily at a loss.

Should she leave the palace now?

Make it clear to the adults in person, two people determine the direction, and then proceed to the next step?
But the east has already turned pale, and in that case, there would be no paintings at all before Maoshi.

Eunuch Huang leaned over, stared at the note in Wanyan's hand, and murmured, "Dianjian Secretary? Master Su, do you want the girl to visit the House of Internal Affairs?"

Wan Yan looked at the two young maids, "Tell me quickly, when you saw Lord Su just now, what did the Lord say? What did you do?"

The round-faced maid felt Wan Yan's urgency, and said quickly, "Let me first say that Si Qin is a court lady from the Dianjian Division. Miss Xue recognized her. The lady met Si Qin not long ago. She went to the Painting and Calligraphy Studio to inquire about Master Wen's paintings. Price."

"Very good." Wan Yan admired.

The round-faced court lady was a little embarrassed, "She also said that Si Qin was murdered, and the girl wanted to find out the murderer, and asked Master Su to investigate if Si Qin had contacts outside the palace."

Wan Yan nodded frequently, "Did your lord say something at that time?"

"No, it was the two of us who were talking all the time, Master Su was listening, and I said that the girl has met the concubine Yi and is going to see the empress."

The long-faced palace maid interrupted her just in time, "At this moment, Master Su asked, is the girl looking okay? It's cold in the palace, does the girl feel cold?"

Warmth welled up in Wan Yan's heart, "How do you guys answer?"

"I said that the girl looks good, and I don't feel that she is cold. Although the girl wears less clothes, she is determined to find the murderer for Siqin. She is very powerful."

The long-faced palace maid was a little embarrassed, "I thought the girl only asked about matters related to the case. If these things counted, when we finished talking about the girl going to Fengcheng Palace, Lord Su also asked, the way we go out of the harem , how many temples are lit with candles?"

Wan Yan lowered her eyes, and she felt that the adult meant something and was conveying some message to her.

But why not just let the two court ladies take the lead?

"Before Mr. Su gave this note? What did you say?"

"Master Su asked about the process of discovering Si Qin's body and our relationship with Si Qin. These questions are similar to what the girl asked at that time." The round-faced court lady answered seriously, but after she finished speaking, she had nothing to say.

Wan Yan turned to the long-faced maid, "Tell me, what are the other details? Especially before your lord writes a note."

"Just those few sentences, Mr. Su asked Si Qin if he had been to the Qianqing Palace today, and when he heard that Si Qin had also gone, Mr. Su immediately wrote this note and said that now he is looking for paintings. That's really all. Nothing more."

Wan Yan understood that the lord was asking her to go to the Dianjian Division.

And it is very likely that the lost painting is in the temple.

But how is it possible?
Si Qin stole the painting and hid it in Dian Jian Si?
How to find it?

Why didn't the adults tell her directly and clearly what to do?

The eastern sky is red, the sun can't wait to break out of the sky, and a new day is coming.

Now how to do?
No matter what, Wan Yan was in a hurry, and she had to go to the Dianjian Division to see what she said.

If Siqin hides the painting in Dianjiansi, where is she most likely to hide it?

Eunuch Huang hurriedly followed behind Wan Yan, "Miss, do you want to meet someone at the Dianjian Division?"

Wan Yan thought for a moment, then replied, "I want to go to Siqin's room first, how many people work in Siqin's room?"

Huang Yousheng replied, "There are more than ten people, but they are all helping out in Qianqing Palace today, only Siqin came back alone, and for some reason they were not left behind."

Wan Yan concentrated, she figured it out, the reason why Si Qin was not left behind was because she stole the painting, and quickly went back to the hall to hide the painting.

Along the way, Eunuch Huang and the court lady were asking questions, but Wan Yan ignored them, she was immersed in her own thoughts.

The adults must have noticed that Si Qin was killed by someone, and he firmly believed that the painting was not taken away, so he let her go to the palace to search for it.

Straightening out this idea, Wan Yan walked quickly, with a relaxed heart, and when she arrived at Dianjiansi, she rushed into the room of the piano player.

After looking around, Wan Yan was very disappointed.

Si Qin shared a room with the long-faced court lady, and there were eight other people in the room. The bedroom was not big, and there was only one wardrobe, in which everyone's clothes were hung.

Wan Yan rummaged carefully, but there was no place to hide the paintings.

"Where do you keep Siqin's personal belongings on weekdays?" Wan Yan asked.

Eunuch Huang, the two court ladies have been standing at the door and staring at Wanyan. The little girl is looking for something, and soon she is sweating profusely.

Hearing Wan Yan's question, the round-faced court lady pointed to a wooden box under the bed, "We don't have anything. In this box, there will be some gifts from ladies and some small things that the violinist likes."

Wan Yan dragged out the box, which was not half the size of the "Ziqi Donglai Tu".

It is impossible to hide paintings.

The little girl opened the box, and as expected, there were no paintings in the box except pearl hairpins and some gadgets.

Wan Yanhuan looked at the room and imagined that she was a piano player. In that case, where would she hide the paintings?

Imagine that Si Qin took off the painting from the wall. It is unlikely to be folded, but she will definitely roll up the painting quickly.

But when rolled up, the picture of Ziqi coming from the east is also three feet long. How on earth did Si Qin take the scroll out of the Qianqing Palace without being discovered?

It was already dawn, and the bell was about to strike at Mao Shi, fine beads of sweat oozed from Wanyan's forehead and the tip of her nose, and she even felt hot all over her body.

Scroll, where is it?

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and an eunuch respectfully walked to Huang Yousheng's side, "Eunuch, the palace maids who are on duty today are not on duty, and all the halls in the palace have already been urged, what should I do?"

Huang Yousheng looked at Wan Yan, "Miss, look..."

Wan Yan was helpless, "I can't inform Mr. Su, you don't have to accompany me."

"Okay, you guys go." Huang Yousheng ordered the two maids to go to work.

Sensing Wan Yan's anxiety, he felt powerless, "I'm fine now, I'll stay with you for a while."

After a while, Wan Yan was still searching in the room when she heard the sound of axles outside the door.

Two court ladies each pushed a cart with buckets, rags, and some tools for dealing with stains, and were about to leave the palace.

"What's that?" Wan Yan pointed at the cart.

"Oh, tool carts, they push these carts around the palace every day."

The two court ladies gradually walked away, and when they reached the door, Wan Yan saw the round-faced court lady lightly stepping on the pedals, and the cart smoothly pushed through the palace gate and drove on the palace road.

In the blink of an eye, what did Wan Yan think of, "Where is the piano? Where is the cart for the piano?"

Eunuch Huang was taken aback, "It's in the backyard."

The two ran to the backyard quickly, and several carts stood neatly in the corner.

Eunuch Huang pointed, and Wan Yan walked to one of the carts. There was a cloth handkerchief tied on the handlebar with a lily flower embroidered on it.

There are a lot of things on the car, many rags are tied to the shaft, buckets and feather dusters stand in disorder, tied up with a black bag.

Wan Yan fiddled with the sundries, and suddenly saw a long black round scroll in the feather duster.

Eunuch Huang also saw it.

Wan Yan restrained her excitement, this is a scroll for painting on the market.

Eunuch Huang's voice rang in his ears, "My God, where are the lost paintings?"

Wan Yan's slender, white and long fingers trembled slightly, opened the roll, dumped it, and the "Purple Air Coming from the East" with a faint pine fragrance was tied with a silk thread and fell into Wan Yan's hands...

(End of this chapter)