Thinking that the portrait drawn by Cao Tianyue could be at most six or seventy percent, and it had no signature or signature. No one would know that it was painted by Cao Tianyue, and no one could conclude that the person on it was her, so she didn't have to panic so much.

"You must never admit that the portrait was written by you, let alone let people know that you painted this palace." Ye Wange said to Cao Tianyue.

"Yes." Cao Tianyue responded, even if he beat him to death, he would not admit that the person in the portrait was him, not to excuse him for his own crime, but to not want to implicate her.

After the two agreed, Cao Tianyue left Huaxiang Pavilion.

After Ye Wange knew Zhuo Xuan’s purpose, she smiled coldly, saying that Zhuo Xuan had declared war with her in a silence.

In Liuyun Pavilion, Zhuo Xuan, who claimed that she had something important to find Nangong Ao, took out the portrait she picked up from her sleeve and spread it in front of Nangong Ao.

"Your Majesty, look at this." Zhuo Xuan pointed to the portrait and said to Nangong Ao.

Nangong Ao, whose eyes were on Zhuo Xuan, heard Zhuo Xuan's words, he looked down at the portrait on the table in front of him, and saw a woman with vivid eyebrows and eyes. Looking at the woman in the portrait, he felt a little familiar.

"What is this?" Nangong Ao didn't understand what Zhuo Xuan meant by showing him such a portrait of a woman.

Zhuo Xuan raised her eyebrows and looked at Nangong Ao and said, "How is the person in this portrait?"

When Nangong Ao heard Zhuo Xuan's words, he turned his gaze to the portrait again and looked at the portrait carefully, "The posture is good."

When Zhuo Xuan heard Nangong Ao's words of praise, he giggled. The silver bell-like laughter resounded throughout Liuyun Pavilion, circling over Liuyun Pavilion.

"What are you laughing at?" Nangong Ao looked at Zhuo Xuan, who was shaking with laughter, and he felt a bad premonition in his heart.

Zhuo Xuan heard Nangong Ao's voice, stopped laughing and looked at Nangong Ao, then pointed to the portrait on the desk and asked, "Your Majesty, can't you recognize who the person in this portrait is?"

Having heard something in Zhuo Xuan's words, Nangong Ao frowned and asked, "Who is it? If you have anything to say, don't go around with me!"

Zhuo Xuan curled Nangong Ao's taste very much. She didn't have to lose circles anymore. She said, "Is the person above the queen?"

When Nangong Ao heard Zhuo Xuan say that the person above was the Empress, he immediately lowered his eyes and looked at the portrait on the table. After a while, he felt that it was a little bit like that. He pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, waiting for Zhuo Xuan to continue talking.

When Zhuo Xuan saw Nangong Ao looking at the portrait on the table, she stood quietly and looked at it.

Nangong Ao, who had not waited for the following text for a long time, looked up at Zhuo Xuan and said, "The important thing you said is not just to let me see such a portrait, right?"

Zhuo Xuan looked at Nangong Ao and said, "Does the emperor have no idea when he sees this portrait?"

"Ideas, what are you thinking?" Nangong Ao frowned in displeasure.

"This is the portrait of the queen. Who painted this portrait? Don't the emperor want to know?" Zhuo Xuan said something in his words.

Nangong Ao looked at Zhuo Xuan who was in circles with him. His face was already very ugly, and the anger in his chest was coming out.

When Nangong Ao was about to get angry, Zhuo Xuan stretched out her jade finger, pointed to the portrait, and said, "Your Majesty, look here!"

Nangong Ao glanced at a line of small words on the portrait, "I wish to be with you in this life, and I feel at ease." When he saw this, he felt suffocated, and now he was not only angry in his heart, but also the ignorant jealousy and fire of ignorance rushing around.

Nangong Ao, who wanted to get angry, glanced at Zhuo Xuan, squinted his eyes and said coldly, "What does it mean to take this portrait in front of me?"

Seeing that Nangong Ao not only did not suspect that Ye Wange had an affair with another man, Zhuo Xuan also said to her with anger, "Master, Xiao Xuan'er just picked up this portrait by accident. She happened to see the person on the portrait as the queen. Looking at this line of small characters, she felt that it was one who was ignorant of life and death. She dared to covet the beauty of the queen and was afraid that the toad would want to eat swan meat to happen."

Zhuo Xuan's words meant very clearly, which means that other men were thinking about Ye Wange, and the other meaning was that Ye Wange had another man.

In short, she wanted Nangong Ao to suspect that Ye Wange had a crush on her.

Nangong Ao glanced at Zhuo Xuan, and he said coldly, "I think you have phantoms? Just based on a portrait of the Four No Elephants and a few sour poems, you can tell that the Queen is out of the way? Then come to me to make trouble?"

Hearing Nangong Ao's repeated questioning, Zhuo Xuan replied unhappily, "Xiao Xuan'er didn't say that. Why did the emperor look at Xuan'er like this? Is Xuan'er such a vicious villain in the emperor's heart?"

Looking at Zhuo Xuan pretending to be angry, Nangong Ao no longer felt that she looked cute and cute. He said, "I used to think you were young and innocent and cute, but I have recently observed you and thought that your mind was too deep, right? With such a piece of broken paper, I ran to me to come and make trouble? Why? Do you want me to be cuckolded?"

Seeing Nangong Ao's fierce look at her, Zhuo Xuan said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Xuan'er shouldn't be meddling with other people's business. The emperor is so worried that the little prince knows that he is wrong." After Zhuo Xuan said this, she turned her head and turned around and left without waiting for Nangong Ao to speak.

Nangong Ao watched Zhuo Xuan leave angrily, and he shouted, "Bold, be arrogant."

Zhuo Xuan heard Nangong Ao's angry words, she was not afraid at all. She straightened her back and walked out, as if she wanted to kill him, and if she wanted to kill him, she would chop him, and she would cut him, and she would be meaningless.

Qin Hua looked at Zhuo Xuan who was angrily leaving, and after hearing Nangong Ao's angry scolding, she walked in.

Looking at Nangong Ao's angry look, she asked in a low voice, "Master, why are you so angry?"

Nangong Ao heard Qin Hua's voice, he waved his hand and said, "You retreat first and let me be quiet alone."

"Yes." Qin Hua immediately stepped down after hearing the order.

Nangong Ao looked at the portrait on the table and the line of eye-catching words. He slammed his hand on the portrait of the beauty, and his five fingers pressed on the paper contracted. The portrait slowly shrank together because of his finger-retracting action, and the beauty on the portrait also deformed.

The beautiful face on the portrait was twisted and deformed as the fingers contracted. Nangong Ao grabbed the portrait and rubbed it in his hand, wanting to wrinkle it and tear it apart.

After a moment, he let go of the paper and placed it on the table, flattened the paper, then looked at the person on the portrait and the lines of regular characters, and remembered them deeply in his mind.

Nangong Ao felt uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

His woman is admired and coveted by other men, where does this make his face look like!

He had already seen through Zhuo Xuan's little thoughts, but he just didn't want to expose her.

Nangong Ao thought that Zhuo Xuan wanted to use Ye Wange to get out of the box, but he missed the most important thing, that is, a man can tolerate anything, but his own woman can't tolerate cuckolding himself.

He tore off the small characters on the edge of the portrait, folded the portrait and put them away, and ordered someone to call Zhou Qiang.

Zhou Qiang entered the study and saw Nangong Ao concentrating on his mind, as if he was studying something. He stepped forward to greet him, "I have seen the emperor."

Nangong Ao heard Zhou Qiang's voice, but he didn't raise his head, and his eyes were still focused on the paper wide in front of him, and said to Zhou Qiang, "Come here and take a look, who knows the handwriting is from."

After hearing this, Zhou Qiang immediately stepped forward. He glanced at the small words on the piece of paper and replied, "Weichen does not understand the identification of handwriting, so it is really hard to tell who it was."

Nangong Ao was not surprised at all when he heard Zhou Qiang's words. Although Zhou Qiang felt sensitive and had a sense of smell, he was more proficient in the investigation of the case, such as handprints and footprints. He had never studied clues such as handwriting, and it was normal not to understand them.

Nangong Ao called Zhou Qiang, but he did not expect Zhou Qiang to find out the matter for him, but had something else to explain.

"I can tell who this handwriting comes from at a glance!" Nangong Ao said, holding a document and the piece of paper in his hand, carefully comparing it to it.

Zhou Qiang heard Nangong Ao's words and asked, "Whose handwriting is it?"

When Nangong Ao heard Zhou Qiang's words, he raised his eyebrows, did not answer the question, but only ordered, "Gu Erxi, is there any news?"

"No." Zhou Qiang replied.

Zhou Qiang was very disappointed and felt frustrated after searching for so long and had not found out where Gu Erxi was hiding.

Nangong Ao heard this and said, "I heard from Qin Hua that Gu Erxi came for what key. You can check if there was any key in the things confiscated when Su Qin's two families fell into the case."

"Yes." Zhou Qiang went to do it immediately after obeying the order.

After Zhou Qiang left, Nangong Ao took the note and followed the handwriting of the document again, and he was even more sure that the document and the handwriting on the note were from the same person.

Nangong Ao originally wanted to tell Zhou Qiang who wrote the handwriting, but later he thought that his woman had a unclear relationship with other men, and he couldn't say such a shameful thing, so he didn't say it out, nor did he send Zhou Qiang to investigate the matter.

This document was written by Cao Tianyue, and the handwriting was the same as in the document. He was very sure that the words on this note were also written by Cao Tianyue.

He has long heard of the relationship between Cao Tianyue and Ye Wange. Gao Dejiang from the Ministry of Justice told him more than once that Cao Tianyue and the Empress were very close.

Originally, after hearing this, he thought that it might be because Cao Tianyue protected the safety of Funing Palace, so the two were familiar with each other, which made outsiders seem to have misunderstandings and improper relationships. He really didn't expect that Cao Tianyue and Ye Wange would have a relationship between men and women.

With a green ribbon on his head, Nangong Ao's mood was extremely bad. He was thinking about what to do in his mind.
Chapter completed!