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891. Killing the Son of Heaven

Du Tianji is an old man with a long beard, and he can also do astrology, tell fortunes, and read faces. Unlike others, he doesn't feel much fear at this moment. He just studied everyone's appearance carefully, and finally settled on Gu Qingxuan's painting.

superior.

"Everyone in this painting... looks not particularly good, and even looks a little defeated. Has the princess made any new discoveries?"

"That is to say, everyone here will basically have bad luck before they die, right?" Wen Ranran took a deep breath, almost confirming her guess.

Du Tianji nodded.

"These were painted by Ji Xuyuan, a master of painting, with wonderful brushstrokes!" Wen Ranran pointed to one of the stacks. Those portraits could almost be fake.

"And these... were painted by Ji Zirou." Wen Ranran pursed her lips, "Ji Zirou is the current female official in the palace. She once competed with Yuan Xiuyi for the position of Xiuyi, but failed and only took the position of Shangyi in the palace.

seat."

"However, the opponent's ability does not stop there, because this time during the inspection of Northern Xinjiang, His Majesty brought her as his personal female officer who can dress better and live better. But before that, I never knew that Ji Zirou was good at painting!"

As soon as these words came out, Wang Shujun and Tao Yuanyuan's faces turned ugly.

"For so many years, Ji Xuyuan may not have had the opportunity to see the emperor or see so many of the people in the painting, but if Ji Zirou's painting skills are good, she can describe the appearance of these people... and send them out of the palace, by Ji Zirou

Xu Yuan came to polish it!" Wen Ranran took a deep breath and tried to make her voice as steady as possible.

"Now, Ji Xuyuan has run away, and Ji Zirou is by His Majesty's side... His Majesty is now in Northern Xinjiang, but he is trapped because of the low dragon energy. I can't imagine if Ji Zirou really succeeded in tracing...

If you leave it to Ji Xuyuan to paint, what will happen to Your Majesty..."

Wen Ranran's voice was heavy, and she looked at Queen Tao aside.

Tao Yuanyuan's expression is calm now, and she doesn't seem to care about this, but her hands can't help but tremble slightly.

You know, the other painting in the room is of her before her face is painted... If the other party really succeeds, the consequences will be disastrous.

Regardless of whether Ji Zirou and Ji Xuyuan have anything to do with Xia Lihong, perhaps Xia Lihong just wanted to blackmail the emperor and force Xia Lishuang to abdicate, but the people behind the Ji family in Youzhou directly wanted the emperor to die.

Du Tianji pondered for a moment, then stood up.

"Princess, please don't worry. I will do divination on time tonight. Let's check the situation first. As for these things, you should put them away first. Since they are from ancient Miao territory, Miss Miao Lianhua must know them!"

Wen Ranran nodded.

She thought it wouldn't be too difficult to come to Northern Xinjiang this time, but a simple Ji family from Youzhou disrupted her plan. It was really...

Wen Ranran shook her head and looked at Xiang Yuan and Qiu Feng.

"Over at the army, did the people captured last night say anything?"

Xiang Yuan is now a brave man. The grudge he had before has completely disappeared. He has become one with Fu Guan. Now he shakes his head.

"They don't seem to know anything... they refuse to say anything, and they don't even have the tendency to commit suicide like ordinary dead soldiers!"

Qiu Feng glanced at Wang Shujun and nodded.


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