Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 61
In a few days, the person who went to Suizhou for disaster relief was selected-Dingguo Hou Shizi, Shen Chao.

On August [-]th, the wind stopped and the sky was bright and clear.

Ling Qingyan bid farewell to Shen Xuhuai at the gate of the city, and before leaving, he explained: "The road to Suizhou is long, take care along the way."

Shen Xuhuai was riding on a green-maned horse, dressed in a crimson official uniform, his brows were as clear as water, and the bright sunlight fell on him, like a distant mountain pushing away the clouds and mist, instantly becoming brighter.

He said to Ling Qingyan: "I'm not in the capital, remember to take good care of Yao'er for me."

"..." Ling Qingyan was speechless, "You better leave quickly."

Fortunately, he got up early to see him off, but he only thought about his sister.

"When I arrive in Suizhou, I will send someone to deliver a letter to you."

Ling Qingyan hummed softly, he still had a little conscience.

Shen Xuhuai raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the attic not far behind him, his lips curved slightly, and he said: "It's getting late, I should go, take care."

After finishing speaking, he turned around on his horse and walked away, leaving only a red figure behind.

Ling Qingyan was a little puzzled, looked back and found nothing unusual.

What did Shen Chao see just now?

In the attic at the corner of the street, Fu Mingjue stood quietly in front of the window covered in black clothes. He didn't look away until Shen Xuhuai's figure completely disappeared.

"Send someone to watch him and see what he wants to do in Suizhou."

"Yes." Jiang Liu took the lead.

Fu Mingjue turned around with his sleeves folded, and asked again: "Is Yuan Wuwei gone?"

"Not yet." Jiang Liu nodded and said, "I only heard that the last place they appeared was Tongzhou."

"Tongzhou." Fu Mingjue whispered.

Tongzhou is located on the border of Dayan, and Beidi is just outside the customs.At that time, the Yuanwu Guard was wiped out in Yulin, and Tongzhou was only three hundred miles away from Yulin. The remaining Yuanwu Guard probably fled from Yulin to Tongzhou.

Then did they leave the customs and enter Beidi, or went south to Beijing?

Fu Mingjue thought to himself, and then said to Jiang Liu, "Continue to investigate secretly. If there is no clue in Tongzhou, then look north."

Jiang Liu was taken aback: "My lord, what do you mean?"

"Well, I suspect that they may have fled to the north." Before he finished speaking, Fu Mingjue suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure flashing outside the window, but when he looked again, it was gone.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Liu followed his gaze, there was nothing suspicious except for the shouting of the painting vendor.

Fu Mingjue pursed his lips and remained silent, that figure just now resembled someone very much.
While he was thinking, Jiang Liu suddenly said in surprise: "My lord, look over there—"

Fu Mingjue looked up, and saw a gust of wind blowing up from the ground, blowing up the painting hanging on the booth, circling all the way up, and finally fell into his hands.

Jiang Liu leaned over to take a look, and said in shock, "It really is the princess!"

Just looking at it from a distance, it looks familiar, who would have thought that the person in this painting is really Ling Youyao.

Fu Mingjue pinched the edge of the scroll with his slender fingers, and the flower-like face of the person in the painting was reflected in his black eyes. Then, the corners of his lips curled up, and he sneered, "I met you at Foguang Temple the other day when I went to check the princess." Who."

Jiang Liu felt the chill on his body, took two steps back silently, and asked, "My lord, is there anything wrong with this painting?"

"Heh" Fu Mingjue smiled lowly, and read out the small characters on the painting with great sarcasm, "In the autumn of the sixth year of Yong'an, I caught a glimpse of a shocking sight in Foguang Temple, and I will never forget it from then on."

After hearing this, Jiang Liu was terrified, and hurriedly said, "My lord, someone must be deliberately spreading rumors, don't believe it!"

At this moment, the merchant downstairs grabbed his hat and shouted upstairs: "Hey, that's my painting! If you want it, 100 taels of silver—"

Fu Mingjue raised his eyebrows, with excitement in his eyes, and said to Jiang Liu, "Go, bring him here."

"Yes." Jiang Liu secretly prayed for that man in his heart, only hoping that he could come out alive.

Half an hour later, Fu Mingjue came out of the building with a painting in his arms, but the person who sold the painting never came out again.

Jiang Liu looked at him, hesitant to speak.

"Could it be that your tongue was cut off too?" Fu Mingjue gave him a cold look.

"No." Jiang Liu still had lingering fears when he thought of the scene just now, "My lord, just looking at this painting, it seems that someone deliberately framed the princess, so please don't cause any quarrel with the princess."

Fu Mingjue snorted coldly: "Go and take back all the paintings in the capital. If anyone obstructs them, they will be killed."

Just as Jiang Liu was about to speak, he saw a black flash across his eyes, and when he looked up again, he had already ridden away.

"."

Today, the capital is about to change again.

After Fu Mingjue left, the person hiding in the dark turned around quietly, and walked all the way to the east of the city, finally stopped at an elegant mansion, and slipped in through the small door in the backyard while there was no one around.

"Girl, as you expected, the prince found that painting."

The girl who was painting in front of the desk stopped her pen, looked over, and asked, "How does the prince react when he sees that painting?"

Xiaotang replied: "The servant only saw that the painting seller was taken away by the guards, and then he never came out again. The prince doesn't seem to have done anything special."

Hearing this, the girl raised a smile on her face, looked down at the unfinished beauty picture, secretly proud: "It seems that Ling Youyao has something hard to say this time."

Su Lingxi knows Fu Mingjue best. The calmer he is, the more intense his suppressed anger will be. I'm afraid the little brother who sells paintings is already dead?
A painting really can't express anything, but the line of words falling next to it is arousing imagination.

"Take things away."

Xiaotang wondered: "Girl, don't you want to draw?"

Su Lingxi smiled: "Since the painting has been seen by the prince, there is no need to draw any more."

A few days ago, when she came out of the calligraphy and painting studio, she happened to collide with someone, and the original landscape painting became a beauty painting.Coincidentally, the person in this painting turned out to be Ling Youyao, and there was a line of small characters beside it.

Seeing this, Su Lingxi remembered that she met Ling Youyao in Foguang Temple that day, and immediately sent someone to investigate who was in Foguang Temple that day.

Later, after screening one by one, she finally found the painter.

"I didn't expect that the young master of Jing'an Palace would have an affair with Ling Youyao." Su Lingxi lowered her eyes and smiled, but her eyes were filled with cold malice.

Xiaotang lowered her head, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Girl, the lord has ordered people to take back the paintings scattered in the city, do you think you want to release the remaining paintings?"

"No, since it has been discovered, selling the painting at this time will only reveal the identity."

If Fu Mingjue finds out that the painting was copied by her, I'm afraid even my aunt won't be able to protect her.

To be on the safe side, Su Lingxi ordered: "Take all the remaining paintings and burn them."

It is not a loss for Ling Youyao to lose her reputation for a pair of "Wangshan Spring Dwelling Picture".

(End of this chapter)