When Qiao Yuyan woke up this time, she felt her mind was completely blank.
After thinking about it carefully for a while, I remembered that my last memory was clearly of being thrown off a cliff by Jie Lan, which was basically a situation of no life or death.
How is she still alive?
She subconsciously moved slightly and realized that she was being tied up.
"woke up?"
Suddenly a torch lit up in the darkness, and Qiao Yuyan realized that there were two rows of men in black standing in front of her, and among them there was a man with his back to her.
When he turned around, Qiao Yuyan saw his face clearly - the seventh prince.
"Your Highness Seventh?" There were only three words, but Qiao An felt a pain in his throat when he said them.
The Seventh Prince walked over with a faint smile, then squatted down and looked at her levelly, "Sixth Madam, I saved your life, do you remember?"
When Qiao Yuyan looked confused, the Seventh Prince frowned and said, "Tsk, have you forgotten that Jiahe threw you off the cliff?"
After he finished speaking, he stared at Qiao Yuyan's face, and then nodded, "Very good, I seem to have not forgotten that I saved your life!"
This tone made Qiao Yuyan feel very uncomfortable. She was still tied up. If the person in front of her had good intentions, she couldn't believe it even if he beat her to death.
"What does His Majesty Seventh Prince want?"
The Seventh Prince seemed very satisfied with what he said to Qiao Yuyan. He smiled slightly and locked his eyes firmly with hers, "Do you really not know what I want, Mrs. Six?"
Qiao Yuyan looked at her with a very serious expression, "Your Highness, atonement, I grew up in my grandmother's house in Jiangzhou, and I learned all the vulgar rules of the countryside.
I really don’t know how to appreciate poems, calligraphy and paintings that all the ladies in the capital can do, and my dowry is there. As for which painting is more valuable and better, I really don’t know, but..."
Under the increasingly gloomy gaze of the Seventh Prince, Qiao Yuyan insisted on finishing what she wanted to say, "However, His Highness can choose any of my things, as long as His Highness likes them."
"Hehehe..." The seventh prince couldn't help laughing when he heard what she said, "Is this what you want to tell me?"
Qiao Yuyan was wondering if the two fakes Cheng Feng had found had been discovered, otherwise he shouldn't have reacted this way.
But if you admit it's a fake at this time, wouldn't you be asking for death?
"Your Highness, is there something wrong with my calligraphy and painting?"
The seventh prince suddenly pulled out a long sword from the waist of a man in black next to him, and pointed it directly at Qiao Yuyan's neck, "Stop saying these incomprehensible words here, just tell me what the secret is in the calligraphy and painting!"
Qiao Yuyan was shocked in her heart, but her face became calmer, "Your Highness, if you have something to say, please point it at me with a sword like this. I'm really panicking. Even if something happened, I'm afraid I can't think of it.
"
The Seventh Prince's sword was confiscated, but he moved closer to Qiao Yuyan, "You have to think clearly before answering."
"Your Highness, you'd better put down your sword first!" Qiao Yuyan's voice was a little trembling, but overall she was calm, "I'm tied up here now, and I can't run away.
If His Highness is not careful, and I have no ability to protect myself, wouldn’t we both be in vain? You won’t get the answer you want, and I will lose my life.”
The Seventh Prince snorted coldly, and finally threw the sword out, and then stared at Qiao Yuyan very close, "Okay, you can talk now!"
"Your Highness, my life is in your hands right now, and I am determined not to lie." She expressed her attitude first, and after seeing that the seventh prince's face looked better, she continued, "So
, please believe me, I really... don't know the secret you said."
Seeing that the other party was about to get angry again, Qiao Yuyan said quickly: "But Your Highness, you can try to tell me a direction and let me think about it carefully, maybe I can come up with something.
Something that can make you care so much must not be an ordinary thing. But I grew up in a small rural area and what I have seen and heard is really limited. If you don’t remind me, I will just sit here and think about it.
Years, I can’t even think of it!”
Her expression was sincere, her eyes were sincere, and she was somewhat anxious to save her life.
The Seventh Prince stopped getting up, narrowed his eyes slightly again, and looked Qiao Yuyan up and down.
He seemed to think for a while and then said: "Do you remember your grandfather?"
Qiao Yuyan was stunned. This problem was completely outside the scope of her imagination.
She vaguely guessed that the seventh prince's target was probably related to the incident that year.
The most urgent thing for the Seventh Prince at present is to ascend to that position, so the only thing related to the palace is the incident in which Wen Qiao and the Song family were involved.
But how can that relate to myself?
Even the old ladies of the three families who are still alive today, including Wen Qiong, Qiao Weisheng and the old lady of the Song family, don't know about it. How could she know.
So just now she was deliberately testing to see if she could get some clues about what happened back then from the Seventh Prince.
But who knew he would actually involve the Xu family.
The Xu family is just a businessman, and the most they have is the dealings with a certain official that was found last time.
How did the seventh prince pay attention to the Xu family?
"Hmm? Is this question difficult to answer?"
Qiao Yuyan came back to her senses and shook her head quickly, "No, I was just thinking about my grandfather.
In fact, I have met my grandfather, but... he passed away very early, when I was about three or four years old. Let me talk about my impression.
Yes, there is, but it's very vague."
I originally thought that the Seventh Prince would lose interest after hearing her words, but on the contrary, he urged: "Go on."
Qiao Yuyan cheered up, thinking and observing his expression, "My grandfather is different from my grandmother. He doesn't like to do business. Grandma takes care of the family business. His favorite thing to do is to raise flowers, birds and fish.
When he is free, he walks around the streets and watches other people play chess. If his hands are itchy, he will play two games. Oh, and he also likes calligraphy and painting, and he is also very good at painting."
Hearing this, the seventh prince's eyes shone a little brightly, and his gaze became sharper, "By the way, it's calligraphy and painting, and then what? What do you remember about him and calligraphy and painting?"
Think about it carefully for me, no matter what, who, or where!"
Qiao Yuyan was puzzled. If he wanted to know this kind of thing, it would be more direct and clear to ask any Xu family member with his ability than to ask her. Why is he doing this?
"Say it quickly!"
Qiao Yuyan nodded quickly, but before she could say anything, the crowd suddenly became commotion.