Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

"What's wrong?" Seeing Rong Ling's change, Liu Wei also looked over.

Rong Ling walked closer to the portrait, his eyes fixated on it as he examined it once, before finally placing his focus on the bottom part of the portrait.

Liu Wei also looked towards where Rong Ling was looking at, coming and going, but he did not see anything wrong with it.

"The way this seal is drawn is in the form of a Chu Fa. Just look at the pulse rate of the words written on it, it is obviously a private seal." Within the capital, the official seals and the Changying seals all use the imperial law, and they also use the common law. As for this Chu law, I remember that southerners use it more often.

Liu Wei explained for a while, before coming to a conclusion, "If you want to ask when this painting will be made into an image, I think that it's impossible to get rid of it. Whether it's the paper, the imprint or the age of the design, it's all novel, not an old painting."

After Liu Wei finished speaking, he saw that Rong Ling's expression was unsettled, his expression grave and his heart curious.

"If you wish to know the exact time, you can take the painting back. I'll take a closer look …"

"No need." Rong Ling finally opened his mouth and spoke, his gaze still staring at the painting.

Liu Wei did not understand, and said: "This painting, since it is painted by a woman, maybe it was painted by the Princess Yuping, with the title 'Qingzhuang Ke' written on it, I have indeed not heard of this title, but it is interesting, light makeup, a daughter acting, how can the Princess Yuping have such a charming title, it does not have any buddhist intent."

Rong Ling's face had always been unsightly. Only now did he reply coldly: "It's not her."

"Hmm?" Liu Wei looked at Rong Ling.

"Qingzhuang Ke, it's not Jade Screen."

Liu Wei understood and looked at the drawing again, and said: It seems, you recognize the painter?

Rong Ling did not answer, he just suddenly closed his eyes and rubbed between his brows.

Looking at the portrait, the look in Liu Wei's eyes changed: "Do you want to tell me what the relationship between the painter and you is?"

Rong Ling remained silent. After a long while, he looked at Liu Wei and suddenly grabbed his hand.

Liu Wei looked at the two of them tightly holding hands and clearly felt the strength of the man's hands. He couldn't help but frown, and became a little worried.

"Min Imperial Concubine."

Before Liu Wei even finished his sentence, Rong Ling had already opened his mouth.

"Qingzhuang Ke is the Min Imperial Concubine."

Min Imperial Concubine?

He made a guess in his heart, but Liu Wei didn't dare say it out loud.

Rong Ling knew what Liu Wei was thinking. He merely glanced at Liu Wei and shook his head.

Liu Wei heaved a sigh of relief. A long time ago, he had already known that Rong Ling's mother imperial concubine had died early, and this painting was painted in recent years, so he couldn't possibly have anything to do with him. It was just that the way Rong Ling looked at it now caused Liu Wei to have no choice but to think about it too.

Liu Wei then said: Princess Yuping lives in the rear palace, there are many concubines in the palace, the Min Imperial Concubine that you mentioned, perhaps her painting is not bad, and painting a painting for the princess is not that important, if you are surprised, let's go to the Min Imperial Concubine's place to take a look, that's right, which palace is the Min Imperial Concubine at?

Rong Ling pursed her lips: "Shangyang Palace."

Chang …

Liu Wei suddenly widened his eyes, his expression somewhat strange: "Shangyang Palace?"

Was it the famous "Imperial Consort's conspiracy" that had turned the capital's imperial court upside down?

Could it be that this Min Imperial Concubine is …

"No." Without waiting for Liu Wei to ask, Rong Ling had already guessed what Liu Wei was thinking and gave him an answer. "There are a total of two masters in the Shangyang Palace, one is the master of the Min Imperial Concubine, and the other is the master of the Shang Imperial Concubine. As he spoke to here, he looked fixedly at Liu Wei.

The moment he finished speaking, a trace of gloominess leaked out of the silent Puxiang Palace.

Liu Wei was not afraid of ghosts and gods, but this atmosphere, this environment, he could not help but feel a slight chill on his back.

With great difficulty, Liu Wei managed to recover his composure and clenched Rong Ling's hand: "This signature of Qingzhuang Ke's was not written down, but imprinted down. Maybe someone used the Min Imperial Concubine's seal, but that does not mean that it was drawn by Min Imperial Concubine."

Of course it couldn't be painted by the Min Imperial Concubine. How could someone who had been dead for ten years suddenly reveal their presence after almost two years and draw a painting of the mortal world?

Liu Wei understood this logic, and it was likely that Rong Ling understood this as well.

Of course Rong Ling understood, but this matter was not something that could be determined just because he did not understand it clearly.

Rong Ling looked at Liu Wei who was beside him, and said calmly: "Shang Imperial Concubine and Min Imperial Concubine are direct relatives, after entering the palace yesterday, I went to explore, and found many paintings on the walls of the palace, all of them were painted by the Min Imperial Concubine back in the day, and this painting in front of me, no matter if it is the brush strokes, or even the fine corners, all of them are the same."

Liu Wei frowned: "What does that mean? Do you really think that the Min Imperial Concubine came back to life? Just for the sake of drawing a picture of Buddha feeding the falcons? "

Rong Ling did not speak, he only shook his head.

Liu Wei did not want to make a fool out of Rong Ling, so he kept the painting and wrapped it around his waist. Then he said: "Come, let's go to Shangyang Palace to take a look."

Liu Wei left as soon as he said he would.

Rong Ling wanted to stop him, but he had already left the courtyard.

He would follow and lead the way to Shangyang Palace, which was not far from here.

And inside the Shangyang Palace, it was the same desolate and desolate scene.

It had only been a day and it was exactly the same as yesterday. The two sneaked into the main hall, which was already in ruins, and almost all the valuable things inside had disappeared. The remaining tables, chairs, and chairs were all missing arms and legs as they fell to the ground.

It seems that after Shangyang Palace passed away, they went through a series of robberies and someone took everything that could be taken away from them.

Looking at the three walls, there were still many paintings. However, the times had changed, and they were full of evil deeds. There were even many spiderwebs hanging on them …

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