Grandpa, she can't be a woman

Chapter 623 I want you to kill Prince Yan's son!
Hongyue was just an old servant girl, so she couldn't bear this kind of pressure.

She quickly lowered her head again and walked ahead tremblingly, not daring to say another word.

Fortunately, since the former Princess of Zhenbei dismissed all the servants in the mansion except Hongyue, she lived directly in the front yard for convenience.

After walking for a while, the two stopped in front of a relatively clean house.

"Ma'am, she is here, my son, you..."

Before Hongyue finished speaking, the door in front of her was pushed open without hesitation.

The sayings such as not seeing each other for many years, and feeling more timid near the hometown, did not exist in Pei Yi at all.

He raised his legs and stepped over the threshold, and when he turned his head, he saw the thin back figure sitting in front of the bronze mirror in the room, carefully drawing his eyebrows.

To her, the movement behind her was as if it didn't exist at all.
In her eyes, there is only herself in the mirror, and... the painting hanging above the bronze mirror.

The painting looked very old, and the edges had even turned yellow and curled up.

Originally, Pei Yi didn't notice the portrait at the beginning,

But the behavior of the former Zhenbei princess is really weird,

Almost every time I draw a few strokes in front of the mirror, I have to look up at the woman in the painting again,
It's as if...she wants to turn herself into a painting!
Under the guidance of her gaze, Pei Yi slowly shifted his gaze to the scroll——

It is undeniable that it is a picture of beauty.

The person in the painting is wearing a red dress, wearing a girlish bun, and wearing a ring of pearls. One can tell at a glance that she must be a noble girl from a prominent family.

At that time, she was probably dancing in the garden, with her black hair flying and her skirt fluttering, she was already showing the beauty of the city.

There are many flowers blooming around, but none of them can be more beautiful than a beauty.

Although the appearance of the former Princess of Zhenbei is not bad, compared to the beauty in this painting, she is still quite inferior.

It doesn't seem surprising that she wants to draw a more beautiful makeup for herself in front of this painting.

but……

Pei Yi frowned slightly, it was obviously the first time he saw this painting, but he always felt that the people in this painting seemed familiar.

It's just because the portrait and the real person will always be somewhat different, for a while, he couldn't remember where the familiarity came from.

Just when he stared at the person in the painting and wanted to continue thinking deeply,
The former Princess Zhenbei who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror finally got up slowly and turned around.

That old face with sunken cheeks and eye sockets, and a pale face covered with powder, completely different from his impression, appeared in front of Pei Yi, and all his thoughts were washed away.

There was finally a slight emotional change in the black pupils that had been calm since entering the door.

Pei Yi subconsciously thought of those aristocratic mistresses in Shengjing City,

At the same age, some of them look as delicate as girls in their 20s,

Why did the former princess of Zhenbei...

"I heard that you and the prince of the Yan Palace took charge of the frontier army together, and even repelled the Beili army?"

When Pei Yi was in a state of confusion, the former Zhenbei Princess, whose appearance was already as old as an eighty-year-old woman, suddenly revealed her eyes. In her hoarse and sharp voice, there was an undeniable command tone:
"Just go and kill the son of King Yan and hand over the frontier army to me,
As you wish, I recognize your son! "

(End of this chapter)