Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 63 Plum Blossom
The slender fingers hooked her messy belt, and from the shoulder to the side of the waist, a cluster of beautiful plum blossoms bloomed from top to bottom, each blossoming shyly waiting to be released, the skin is white as snow, and it looks like red plum blossoms pressed by snow from a distance, Bow your head and smell it, there is still a faint fragrance.

The moist pen tip lingers on the jade-white skin, and there are two more petals among the clustered plum blossoms.

That was added by Fu Mingjue.

Ling Youyao couldn't resist, so she had to admit defeat: "My lord, I know I was wrong, you have a big heart, you have a lot of adults, don't bother with me"

Although she didn't know where she had provoked him again, it was important to be innocent right now.

"Heh" Fu Mingjue chuckled, "You are right, it is my fault."

Ling Youyao was taken aback, did she hear correctly?
"It's my fault," Fu Mingjue stroked her soft temple hair, with a hoarse voice, "I shouldn't have let you go to Foguang Temple by yourself that day."

Ling Youyao was in a daze, how did she get involved with Foguang Temple?
Fu Mingjue saw her clear and ignorant eyes, and the anger in his heart disappeared unconsciously. Seeing the plum blossoms blooming on her body, his eyes dimmed. He wanted to do that, so he did it.

"Can't.

Before he finished speaking, the last word was stuck in his throat.

In the past, Fu Mingjue had never shown his greed so truly. Perhaps it was from seeing that clumsy picture of beauties that he felt a strong possessive desire in his heart. Whether it was a painting or a person, he wanted to .

Ling Youyao clasped his broad shoulders, her slender body trembling slightly under his callused palms, with tears in her eyes, she tremblingly said: "I, I'm still young, please let me go."

She only reached Ji this year, so she was indeed too young.

"But you look at me like this..." Fu Mingjue lowered his head and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, with tenderness and paranoia in his eyes, "I really don't want to let you go."

Under the background of the red plums, her fair skin was also stained a little crimson. Ling Youyao closed her eyes and whimpered, "Then I won't look at you anymore, please let me go..."

She was really scared. She never thought that human desires would be so terrifying, and even tempt her to sink.

Hearing this, Fu Mingjue still regained his sanity, stared at her delicate lips, and took a couple of mouthfuls reluctantly before giving up.

"no more chance."

Ling Youyao covered her mouth, stared at him with tears in her eyes, and resentfully said: "There will never be a next time."

He will definitely not give him a chance next time.

Fu Mingjue picked up the clothes that fell on the ground, and put them on one by one for her. When his eyes touched the plum blossoms, his eyes sank slightly, and he said, "Remember to wash these."

"Oh"

Ling Youyao secretly poked and scolded him dozens of times in her heart, she was clearly the culprit, but she asked her to clean up the mess.

"You seem very reluctant?" Fu Mingjue looked at her with a half-smile, "Then I will wash it for you?"

When Ling Youyao heard this, her eyes widened in shock, she quickly jumped off the table, and said in a panic, "No need, I will wash it myself!"

After finishing speaking, she rushed out of the study room without looking back - this evil place.

Fu Mingjue looked at the back of her running away, and helplessly twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes fell on the picture of the beauty squeezed to the ground, and he was slightly lost in thought.

……

When Jiang Liu came back with a stack of scrolls, he happened to see Ling Youyao come out of the study in a panic.

"Princess, you." What's wrong?
Before he finished speaking, a figure crossed in front of him, and Jiang Liu silently closed his mouth again.

It wasn't until Ling Youyao's figure completely disappeared that he stepped into the study room with the paintings he collected.

When he saw the mess all over the place, he couldn't help but have a crack on his face, and said in disbelief, "My lord, what are you doing?"

Fu Mingjue said calmly, "It's just a painting."

Jiang Liu didn't ask any more questions, put all the scrolls in front of him, and said, "My lord, all the portraits that can be found are here."

"Is there anything else you can't find?" Fu Mingjue asked back.

"Well, my subordinate went to all the calligraphy and painting studios in Beijing. The boss said that this painting is very common, and you can buy it from any vendor. The vendors are very mobile, and my subordinates don't know how many of this painting there are."

Fu Mingjue unfolded a painting casually, and said with a sneer: "The brushwork is shallow, the lines are not smooth, and the turning points are deliberately paused. It seems clumsy, but it is actually to cover up my painting habits."

"Although this character is running script, it is not difficult to see that this person is actually using lower script. The calligraphy is delicate and reserved, so it should be a woman."

Jiang Liu was taken aback when he heard that, the prince just glanced at the painting and knew that the person behind it was a woman?
Fu Mingjue ordered: "Find out all the women in Beijing who have had intercourse with the princess."

Jiang Liu is a vulgar person who doesn't understand such things as dancing and writing, so he can only respectfully accept his orders: "This subordinate understands."

"Can you find out who the princess met at Foguang Temple that day?" Fu Mingjue asked again.

"It's been found out. After the princess left the city that day, Liang Wenyao, the son of the Minister of the Household Department, and Pei Ce, the young son of Jing'an Palace, also went to Foguang Temple."

"When did the Liang family have such a good relationship with Pei Ce?" Fu Mingjue tapped the table with his index finger, "Also, I remember that the Minister of the Household Department is not Li Yong?"

"My lord, the Li family was raided a year ago, and you led someone to copy it yourself," Jiang Liu reminded, "As for Mr. Liang and Mr. Pei's friendship, the whole capital knows about it."

Pei Ce is very popular in Beijing, almost all the princes of the family know him, and Liang Wenyao has the best relationship with him.

Fu Mingjue stared at the painting in his hand, trying to see some clues from it.

His Danqing was taught by the late Emperor himself, and among the students of the Imperial College at that time, apart from him, Pei Ce's Danqing was the best.When Pei Ce is painting, he has a little habit that no one else knows - he likes to bury his own words in the painting.

Pei Ce, whose name is Huanzhi.

For some reason, Fu Mingjue subconsciously looked for the word "Huanzhi" on the painting out of intuition.

Jiang Liu didn't understand what he meant by this move, and then remembered something, and said: "By the way, my lord, I heard from Xia Cheng that Wangfei also met Miss Su from Yuguo's mansion that day."

Fu Mingjue went through his mind for a while, didn't think of it for a while, and asked: "Which Miss Su?" He remembered that there was more than one lady in Yuguogong's mansion.

Jiang Liu was helpless: "It's the empress dowager's niece, the one who was going to be engaged to you before, Miss Su, Su Lingxi, you have seen her a few times."

Hearing the word engagement, Fu Mingjue's face suddenly sank, and he snorted coldly: "Don't let me hear her name from now on."

Jiang Liu was silent.

After a moment of silence, Fu Mingjue suddenly let out a low and terrifying laugh: "I didn't expect it was really him."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Liu's back, and he asked, "My lord, who is it?"

"Pei Huanzhi."

(End of this chapter)