Chapter 52 Who is Han Mochen (1)

Inside Raoxiang Pavilion.

Su Rao was eating his breakfast, with Yiying beside him.

"Miss, the person who appeared in the Purple Bamboo Forest of Wanglu Temple on the day you asked your subordinates to check has been found out. He is Prince Yi of Zhu Siam, Chi Shao of Siam. On that day, he went to Wanglu Temple to ask for a favor.

Master Shan, I would like to invite Master Huishan to go to the Siam Kingdom."

Last night, Su Rao thought of Prince Yi whom she met in Zizhu Forest. His cold aura was really similar to Han Mochen, so she asked Yi Ying to check it out. Now she found out that the man turned out to be Siam Yi Chi Shao.

Su Rao frowned and put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands.

"Siam Yi Chi Shao, do you think that person is Prince Yi, the powerful man in Siam?"

The eyebrows frowned more and more.

How could he be Prince Yi of Zhu Siam!

"Miss, why do you want to check Prince Yi?" Yiying nodded and asked again.

Su Rao suddenly became thoughtful.

"When I saw Zizhulin that day, I felt that that man was very similar to Han Mochen. Whether it was the cold aura on his body, the shape of his eyes, or even the color of his clothes, they were really similar. The only difference was that Han Mochen

Chen has a bloodthirsty, murderous cry in his body, but that person doesn't have it, he just has a sense of keeping away from strangers."

Yiying also thought deeply, "Miss, you mean that you suspect that Prince Yi is Han Mochen. No, Han Mochen is actually Prince Yi, the master of Xiaoyaoju. This... if that's the case..."

His face changed drastically.

"I will investigate this matter myself."

With the deep and melancholy voice, Su Rao's eyes turned rosy and bright, and the jade fingers placed on the table became more curled up until they turned white.

If Han Mochen is Prince Yi of the Siam Kingdom, then she is afraid that she is not only seeking skin from a tiger, but also the entire Su family. The identities of Young Master Xiao and Su Rao are clearly known to Han Mochen.

"Miss..." Yisu held Su Rao's hand, "Miss, please don't worry. It has not yet been determined whether Prince Yi and Han Mochen are the same person."

Yi Su was relieved, but Su Rao couldn't be relieved. She couldn't take any chances. If Han Mochen was Prince Yi, would he have been targeting her for a long time? He had been targeting her when Young Master Xiao appeared three years ago.

Suddenly, Su Rao felt more and more that Han Mochen was Prince Yi.

How could Han Mochen appear there that night two years ago, and why could she easily become Han Mochen's exception?

Pies in the sky are always just traps.

"Yiying, inform our people that until I find out whether Han Mochen is Prince Yi, you and Xiaoyaoju must remain vigilant."

Su Rao ordered, looked at Yi Ying, pursed his lips, and after a moment, said:

"include…"

Xiao Zhi.

"Miss, you don't have to worry about your subordinates, they understand."

Yiying understood that Su Rao was hesitant to speak. This matter was related to the life and death of his entire family and the Su family. Xiao Zhi was once the leader of Xiaoyao, so he had to guard against such a thing, even if it was something he liked in his heart.

Su Rao was talking about Prince Yi, and at this moment, someone was also talking about him in the Shaoxing Palace.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Xiao probably never left Langjing. Xiao Ziyu's identity is probably a fake identity. He may be from Langjing."

Otherwise, it would be impossible for their people to not find any trace of him for so long.

Mo Ying stood aside respectfully.

Prince Yi is holding a folding fan in his hand, which is the same folding fan held by Yun Muyue at Wanglu Temple.

"Are you sure it's not Yun Muyue?"

With a cold voice, he put down the folding fan and took a letter lying beside him.

The letter was not opened, just held in hand and made wrinkles.

Mo Ying shook his head and knelt down on one knee, "Your Majesty, this subordinate is incompetent."

After smoothing out the wrinkles on the letterhead, Prince Yi stood up and walked out of the palace.

Putting his hands on his back, the feeling of coldness all over his body suddenly became intense, gradually giving off an oppressive aura.

"Since I have been searching for so long and there is no trace, I will pay you a visit."

The geese are flying far south, and the snow is pattering on the willow branches. In the vast Langjing City, as the sun gradually rises, the bright sun begins to melt the winter snow.

Arrive at noon.

Yiying went back to the Lian Pavilion, but after leaving for only about an hour, she returned to the Raoxiang Pavilion.

Prince Yi came to the funeral pavilion and wanted to ask Mr. Xiao to design and make a rich brocade suit for his imperial brother as a birthday gift to Emperor Wei.

Many people flock to Mr. Xiao's designs, not to mention that he designs and makes them himself. So far, Mr. Xiao has only designed and made two sets of gorgeous clothes, Yuehua and Yinghong.

"I just talked about Cao Cao, and Cao Cao is here?"

Su Rao's face was pondering for a moment, and the peach porcelain cup in his hand was turning unconsciously.

"Yiying, Siam Yi Chi Shao named him and said he wanted to meet 'Mr. Xiao'?"

"Yes." Yiying nodded: "Miss, Prince Yi has named Miss to see her. He wants to talk to Miss in person. The master of Xiaoyaoju knows the identity of Miss. Now that Prince Yi is coming to see Mr. Xiao. Miss, it seems like this

He is not Han Mochen."

"uncertain."

Su Rao didn't think so.

Yiying just found out about Prince Yi this morning, and Prince Yi came to her house this afternoon. How could it be such a coincidence that he came to the door? Maybe he did it on purpose! He knew that Yiying was checking on him, and she suspected him.

identity, so I came here to dispel her suspicion.

"Yi Ying, there is no reason to refuse the money that is delivered to your door."

A sudden word made her smile, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were filled with a gorgeous peach color.

"Prince Yi wants to see Young Master Xiao, but I gave Young Master Xiao's identity to Xiaoyaoju. Then if Young Master Xiao appears again, he must first go and talk to the master of Xiaoyaoju, right? With such a big order, the dowry

The pavilion cannot be missed easily."

Yiying suddenly understood that when the young lady went to see Han Mochen, he was staring at Prince Yi, and he immediately understood whether it was true or not.

"Yi Ying, go tell Chi Shao of Siam and tell him that this young master is at large. Only after you receive the news can you give him an accurate answer. Don't say anything. If he is willing to wait, then it's easy. If he is not willing to wait, then it's easy.

This business can only be abandoned."

To determine whether Han Mochen is Prince Yi, this matter must not be rushed, but must be done step by step. Han Mochen is mysterious and bloodthirsty. She must be absolutely careful not to let him notice anything is wrong, and Mr. Xiao can

It doesn't mean you can see it just by seeing it.

"No, I understand."

Yiying nodded, understanding the implicit meaning of Su Rao's words.

gone.

Su Rao took out the Xiaoyao Ling, looked at the word "Han" on it, and his eyes suddenly moved.

Han Mochen, you must not be Siam Yi Chi Shao, otherwise we will not be able to cooperate sincerely. You can touch me, but at worst we will break up in the end, but if you dare to take advantage of my family...

"Yisu, has the second brother gone out?"

Just ask.

Yi Su replied: "Miss, the second young master just left and I don't think he will be back for a while."

Immediately, Su Rao got up and walked to the cabinet. Within a quarter of an hour, she had already changed into men's clothes. This time it was not the bright red robe, but a green and blue shirt. The triangular scar on the left forehead was directly covered with powder.

I put some blue makeup at the end of my left eye.

Men's makeup style.

It is not only Yunlang women who wear makeup on their foreheads, but also the talented scholars of Yunlang today. They dress up like this, with powder on their faces, which is regarded as elegant.

"Miss, what are you..."

Seeing Su Rao dressed like this, it doesn't look like Mr. Xiao's sense of style, but a trend that has become popular among the literati in Langjing in the past three years.

Xiaosheng is gentle, gentle and elegant.

Dressed like this, the outline of the face is also soft, without the sharp edges and corners of Young Master Xiao. The ends of the beautiful peach blossom eyes are now slightly smoother, and the eyes feel clearer, without that gorgeous look.

The flowing feeling no longer has the charming drunken and hazy charm, but the clarity of a young man.

It's the same men's clothing, but it gives people a completely different feeling.

Yisu watched it for many years and was still surprised again.

The lady's ability to disguise herself not only changes her overall temperament, but also the shape of her face. Compared with the human skin mask that leaves traces, the lady's disguise technique is almost perfect as long as it doesn't encounter heavy rain.

Holding a folding fan in hand, looking at green mountains and green waters, while writing poems and poems.

Dressed like this, the trend started by Mr. Xiao's appearance in Langjing in the past three years will not attract too much attention when walking on the street, because everyone has become accustomed to dressing like this in the past three years.

"Yisu, I'm going to Xiaoyaoju. If my second brother comes back, please notify me immediately."

After finishing speaking, Su Rao jumped up and left without waiting for Yi Su to say more.

The clothes made an uproar and disappeared from the wall.
Chapter completed!