After Hu Ling'er took a nap, shortly after getting up, there was a knock on the door. It was Jian Xinan.
As soon as she saw Jian Xinan, Hu Ling'er joked: "You are really a person. Do you hate Qi Huanyan so much? You ran away as soon as she came."
Jian Xinan, who had put her hands behind her back since she came in, rolled her eyes angrily, "I'm not so boring, okay? I just went out because I was lucky."
Hu Ling'er shrugged, but when she lowered her eyes, she saw Jian Xinan's hand behind her back, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is hiding behind you?"
Seeing that she had been discovered, Jian Xinan stopped hiding it. She smiled and stretched out her hand. There was a scroll of painting on it. She handed the painting to Hu Ling'er: "It's for you."
"Did you draw it for me?" Hu Ling'er was pleasantly surprised. She asked as she took it and opened it eagerly.
The moment she opened the painting, Hu Ling'er felt a fiery red in front of her eyes. Such a red color made her feel a bit warm in this slightly cool early winter.
The red maple trees, the red fallen leaves all over the ground, the red leaves flying in the air, and the tender green reflected in the red give people an extremely strong visual effect.
Although it was just a back view, Hu Ling'er could tell at a glance that this person was herself, and this place was where she stood before.
In the painting, she stretches out her hand facing the maple tree, and even the leaf on her hand is painted lifelike.
Looking at the painting and then looking up at Jian Xinan, Hu Linger was shocked and said: "You...were you behind me just now?"
Jian Xinan did not deny it, nor did she confirm it. She only looked at the back in the painting, and then said: "I will give you this painting and replace it with the one I painted last time in Yin Qishan."
Yin Qishan, that painting that the two of them completed together?
"Why?" Hu Ling'er asked.
Jian Xinan smiled, seemingly helpless, "I just miss the spirit that had no memory at that time."
At that time, she had no memory and didn't even know who she was.
But precisely because of this, at that time, apart from thinking about who she was, she had no other worries or pain.
He missed her at that time, and even selfishly thought that if she could never recover her memory, she wouldn't have so many worries now.
After hearing Jian Xinan's answer, the smile on Hu Ling'er's face froze slightly, but she didn't speak anymore. She just walked to the desk silently, put the painting in her hand on the table, and then took it from the middle drawer.
A painting came out.
Returning to Jian Xinan and opening it again, among the green mountains and trees, a woman in purple was sitting quietly on a stone. She supported her chin with one hand and was looking ahead.
Although there was no smile on her face, her eyes and expression were clear and simple.
Unlike that painting, just from a back view, you can feel a deep sadness and loneliness.
Hu Ling'er stared blankly at the painting in her hand. It wasn't until Jian Xinan took it over that she looked away.
Jian Xinan didn't look at the painting too much, she put it away without saying a word, but the smile on her lips was relaxed, "Okay, let's get down to business, I'm here to tell you some very exciting news."
"What's the news?" When Hu Ling'er heard it, she immediately became interested.
"Sit down and talk slowly." Jian Xinan was so pretentious that she walked to the table and sat down.
Hu Ling'er rolled her eyes helplessly and could only turn back to the table. She poured a cup of tea "considerately" and placed it in front of him, "Holy Doctor, can you speak now?"
Jian Xinan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and closed her eyes with enjoyment. It was not until she received Hu Ling'er's cautious eyes that she said, "I went to see Qi Muqing again before.
, and then he told me a big secret about Qi Hongqing."
"What?" Hu Ling'er frowned when she heard that it was about Qi Hongqing's secret.
This time, Jian Xinan didn't show off anymore, glanced at Hu Ling'er, and then said slowly: "Qi Muqing said that the old emperor was killed by Qi Hongqing."
"God!" Hu Ling'er covered her mouth. Although there were many people in history who killed kings and fathers in order to seek power and usurp the throne, after all, they only read about them in books. Now that they heard it with their own ears, they still felt quite sad.
surprised.
Seeing Hu Ling'er's surprised look, Jian Xinan continued: "Qi Muqing said that one night after Qi Hongqing ascended the throne, he quietly sneaked into Qi Hongqing's palace. He originally wanted to kill him, but he happened to hear Qi Hongqing there.
Talking in his sleep, he kept calling his father, saying that he did not kill him intentionally, and asked him not to come to him again. After hearing these words, Qi Muqing was shocked, but he also changed his plan. He later launched the
The original intention was to take the Blood Lotus Heart and reveal the truth about Qi Hongqing's father-killing to the princess, but she didn't want it to be destroyed by Xia Yihan later."
"I see..." After listening, Hu Ling'er nodded thoughtfully, pondered for a moment and then said, "But what is the purpose of Qi Muqing telling us this at this time?"
"I asked him, and he said that since he agreed that we would no longer be involved in Xia Yihan's affairs, he simply didn't care about anything. He hoped that I would convey this secret to Xia Yihan and let him pay more attention to his own safety. Since Qi Hongqing can kill
Father, then I will definitely not let Xia Yihan go."
"Haha." After listening to Jian Xinan's painting, Hu Ling'er smiled softly, with sarcasm, "I don't think this person would be so kind. Doesn't he just want to see Qi Hongqing and Xia Yihan kill each other, and then he will reap the benefits?
benefit."
"Yes, I think so too." Jian Xinan nodded, "So do you think you should tell Xia Yihan about this?"
Hu Ling'er lowered her eyes and said with a somewhat tangled expression: "I must say it, but let me think about it and when is the right time to say it."
"Okay, then you can rest, I'll go back to the room first." Jian Xinan stood up and left, but Hu Ling'er was still deep in thought.
Qi Muqing's intention was already obvious.
Although Qi Hongqing has been secretly trying to get rid of Xia Yihan, he cannot do it openly because of the relationship between the Queen Mother and public opinion.
Although Xia Yihan knew his intentions towards her, she didn't have enough evidence. At the same time, because of the Queen Mother and the brotherly love in her heart, she couldn't tell him clearly.
So on the surface, it seems that there is quite a harmony between the two.
But if Xia Yihan knew that the old emperor was killed by Qi Hongqing, then he would never give up and there would inevitably be a huge riot.
So she had better wait, at least until Tang Meng and the others arrived, so that at least Xia Yihan would have some protection.
While Hu Ling'er was making plans for Xia Yihan here, Sang Rong from Prince Han's Mansion handed a letter to the girl next to him and whispered: "Send this letter to the Prime Minister's Mansion and say
It was a gift from the prince."
The little girl didn't doubt that he was there, after all, the prince had just left here not long ago.
After the little girl left, Sang Rong tugged at the corner of his mouth and gave a sinister smile, then he summoned a carrier pigeon, tied another letter to the carrier pigeon's foot, and let it fly.
The carrier pigeon flew quickly in the direction of the palace.
In the residence of the Right Prime Minister, Hu Ling'er was preparing to have dinner, but before she went out, Xiao Miao suddenly ran over, holding a letter in her hand, and said enthusiastically: "Miss, Miss, there is a letter from the prince."
"Letter?" Hu Ling'er frowned. Xia Yihan had only been here in the morning. What was the point of writing her a letter now?
But the moment she received the letter, a light suddenly flashed in Hu Ling'er's mind. She still remembered that time at Wanfo Temple, Sang Rong wrote to her in the name of Xia Yihan and led her to the back mountain.
Could it be Sang Rong’s trick again this time?
But when she opened the letter and saw the content above, she was slightly startled.
The general content of the letter was that Xia Yihan planned to have a showdown with Sangrong tonight, saying that he would not marry her, and then let her leave Prince Han's palace.
But in order to make Hu Ling'er believe him, I hope she can also be there.
The handwriting was indeed Xia Yihan's, and the content was consistent with reality, but Hu Ling'er still had some doubts.
It was just suspicion. She needed to go there this time. If it was true, then that would be fine. But if it was Sang Rong's trick, then she would have to see what this woman was going to do.
At the same time, inside Prince Han's Mansion, Sang Rong brought a package and knocked on Xia Yihan's study door.
Opening the door and looking at Sang Rong carrying a package outside the door, Xia Yihan was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you ready to leave?"
"Yes." Sang Rong responded gently. She lowered her head and did not look up at Xia Yihan, looking cautious.
Seeing her like this, Xia Yihan couldn't blame her anymore. He wanted to say a few words of farewell, but she heard her say again: "Senior brother, I know you are very disappointed with me. But for the sake of you and my senior brothers and sisters.
For the sake of the show, can you have one last meal with me?"
Sang Rong's voice was sincere and his attitude was modest. Xia Yihan wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he nodded and said: "Okay, let's go to Guanyue Tower."
When Sang Rong heard this, he finally raised his head, looked at Xia Yihan with joy and said, "Senior brother, thank you."
Xia Yihan said nothing more and took the lead to walk out of the room. Sang Rong tightened the package on his shoulders, pulled a wicked smile on his lips, and followed closely.