Your Highness, the Crown Princess is investigating the case again!

Chapter 51

Shen Luo's calmness made Xie Yunsheng feel a little abnormal: in her previous life, she always wanted to check on the officials of the court, why did she look uninterested when she started to check now?

Su Xiang's calmness and Shen Luo's calm made Xie Yunsheng's doubts deepen, and he said, "Su Xiang, you step back first."

He is already investigating Su Xiang's past.Now it's Li Ao, who fought with his father, who should be investigated.

"I'll take my leave." Su Xiang kowtowed, then got up and left.

After Su Xiang left, Xie Yunsheng's eyes fell on Li Ao, and Li Ao knelt down slowly: "His Royal Highness."

Xie Yunsheng said: "Teacher, get up and talk!"

Li Ao didn't get up, but still knelt straight on the spot: "Your Highness left the old minister for questioning at the end, which saved the old minister's last face, and the old minister also chose to tell the truth."

"It's okay for Li Xiang to say it." Xie Yunsheng said, quietly poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Shen Luo's left hand.

Li Ao was silent in his own consciousness, not noticing what happened just now, and said cautiously: "Before I followed Your Majesty, I was married in Dingyuan, my hometown, Haozhou. There were frequent wars, and the old minister and his wife were separated. The veteran has sent people back to his hometown many times to look for it, but they found nothing."

"The old minister's first wife is just an ordinary country woman, and she speaks in a rough voice, but she can always wake up the humble minister at critical moments. Without her, the old minister would not be today."

"The old official lives in the prime minister, but the whereabouts of his wife is unknown. The old minister has no face to face his wife, so he keeps silent about this matter." Li Ao's eyes were full of guilt, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, the tears in his eyes did not fall, and there was a trace of happiness and longing on the corners of his lips And guilt and remorse.

Before Xie Yunsheng could speak, Shen Luo spoke first: "Does your lord have a portrait of your wife?"

Li Ao immediately raised his eyes and replied: "This old man has a portrait of his wife, but after 25 years, her appearance has changed, so what if the old minister remembers what she looks like?"

Shen Luo took a sip of the teacup with her left hand, and calmly replied, "If my lord can remember Madam Ling's appearance, I can draw Madam Ling's current appearance!"

Li Ao was shocked, and his face was full of astonishment: "The old minister has lived for almost 50 years and has never heard of such a miracle."

Having said that, Li Ao still took off the brocade bag at his waist, took out an embroidered picture from it and handed it to Shen Luo: "My lord, this is the portrait of my wife when she married me. She was 17 years old at the time. Keep it on yourself."

Shen Luo took the portrait from Li Ao's hand, looked at Xie Yunsheng at the side, and said softly, "His Royal Highness, can I borrow a pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"

Xie Yunsheng looked at Shen Luo calmly, and said softly, "I'll take you to the study."

After the words fell, he got up and walked towards Tingyu Pavilion.Shen Luo followed closely behind in the same way.

Li Ao stared blankly at the figures of the two leaving: "Isn't His Royal Highness's study room forbidden to outsiders?"

The person who broke into Ting Yuxuan last time has been sent to the palace by His Royal Highness to serve His Majesty!

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Xie Yunsheng studied ink for Shen Luo, and Shen Luo dipped in the ink and glanced at Mrs. Li Ao's portrait before drawing with a brush.

Xie Yunsheng looked at Shen Luo who was serious about painting, with a soft light in his eyes, forgetting that he was studying ink: "Who did you learn your painting skills from?"

"I've never heard of someone who can paint old age." He asked softly, fearing that it would disturb Shen Luo's painting.

Although Shen Luo didn't feel a little surprised, she still didn't stop painting, but asked softly, "Haven't you ever suspected that what I said was a lie?"

Xie Yunsheng smiled softly, and said softly: "I know you won't tell lies, and I believe you will do what you say."

Shen Luo finally stopped writing, looked at Xie Yunsheng, and asked softly, "Why do you believe me?"

"No reason? I just believe that you won't lie to me." Xie Yunsheng lowered his eyes and continued to study ink, with a smile on his lips.

Although he didn't know that Shen Luo could grow old in his previous life, he just believed that she would do what she said.

Shen Luo slowly withdrew her eyes and continued to paint, but her heart had already been calmed down, as if a warm wind suddenly hit the calm lake, causing slight ripples.

Xie Yunsheng stopped, but saw a woman was drawn on her right hand side, the woman had similar eyes and brows with the little face presented by Li Ao.What made him even more curious was that Shen Luo was still painting.

Xie Yunsheng stared intently at the tip of Shen Luo's pen. The strokes were smooth and natural without any pause. Gradually, a familiar face appeared on the paper: "This is Prime Minister Li."

What Luoer painted was Prime Minister Li when he was young.

"I didn't expect you to be able to draw not only the old but also the young." He couldn't help but marvel at it.

Shen Luo put away the pen, put it on the pen stand of Shanshui Moyan, and said softly: "Bones will continue to change with people's age, but everything remains the same."

"Painting old, painting young, it's very similar to a man of good faith telling fortunes by touching bones, so it's nothing special." Shen Luo said softly, not proud of his talent.

Xie Yunsheng picked up the portrait: "You are too humble."

"Come on, let's show it to Li Xiang." Yu Luo, he held her black iron wristband and walked towards the main hall.

Shen Luo looked at Xie Yunsheng's hand holding his black iron wristband in shock: How could he hold his hand so calmly?

Looking at the two portraits in front of him, Li Ao was startled and incoherent: the young man in the portrait is obviously himself when he was young.

Although the woman in the painting is old-fashioned, the expression and posture of the corners of her brows and eyes are indeed the same as that of her wife.

"Thank you, thank you sir." Li Ao was so excited that he couldn't speak, only thanking him.

With this picture, you can find your wife!
But Shen Luo reminded: "Master, don't be too happy. You haven't found Mrs. Ling for so many years, and you never thought that Mrs. Ling might have married someone else."

Li Ao was confused for a moment, and then he was as firm as ever: "No, I have a deep relationship with my wife. She will never marry another person. The old minister will send someone to look for her. As long as she is alive, the old minister will definitely find her."

Xie Yunsheng said: "Teacher, don't worry, I can send more people to find your teacher's mother for you."

But Shen Luo said: "If your lord believes that Madam will wait for you, why don't you spread the word and let the local governments look for it."

"However, if you find your lady, according to Madam Ling's temperament, I'm afraid the Lord Xiang will inevitably beat you up." Shen Luo reminded again.

"As long as I can find my wife, I'm willing to wring my ears out." As he said that, Li Ao forgot to kneel down and ran out of Mingren Palace, eager to find out the whereabouts of his wife.

After Li Ao left, Shen Luo looked back at Xie Yunsheng and asked, "Your Highness, Prime Minister Li is telling the truth, but Prime Minister Su may not be telling the truth."

When Xie Yunsheng saw her say such words, she became more and more determined that the person Shen Luo wanted to investigate in the previous life was Su Xiang, and immediately said: "I have never believed what he said, and I have already sent someone to investigate secretly."

"Your Highness is wise!" Hearing Xie Yunsheng's words, Shen Luo felt relieved, and then clasped her fists together: "Your Majesty still needs to retire beforehand."

　Votes, babies, I want votes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)