After the Crown Princess was reborn, she also became very good at farming!

Chapter 282 Not (Second Update)
Today there was a palace banquet in the palace to entertain the envoy of Southern Chu, but Bai Qi suddenly wanted to go back to the palace to visit Xiyuan. This is the cold palace where his mother and concubine once lived. Chu Yan didn't know what the relationship between the two was, so he better hold on Waiting aside with eager curiosity.

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Li Mingqi was relieved when he made sure that Gu Yirong was intact at the gate of the Lenggong Palace, and he was still hiccupping, picked her up and walked on the way back and forth.

"Hi, hiccup..." Gu Yirong's hiccup became louder and louder, and it might also be a little painful, with a dazed expression.

Li Mingqi's face was covered with black lines.

Li Mingqi: Gu Yirong, your conscience is fed to the dog, and your uncle walked through the gate of hell once, but you are full.

Gu Yirong was still hiccupping when he returned to Nalanjing's side.

It was not easy for Nalan Jing to ask more questions outside, and Li Mingqi didn't say much, and the group didn't leave the palace until the palace banquet was over.

Back at the post house, Nalanjing didn't even bother to ask Li Mingqi why he fed Gu Yirong so much outside, and asked Yexiu to find a way to get a portrait of the regent of Dayan.

It is difficult to enter Dayan Prince Regent's Mansion, but many people have seen the Prince Regent, so the portrait should not be difficult to obtain.

Ye Xiu went out quickly.

The millennium second child Piao Piao followed behind him, like a silent protest: I should go under the order of the princess!
The second child of a thousand years has always acted according to the rules, but it is a pity that Yexiu didn't bother him this time. The butcher knife is very good at killing the second child, but in terms of errands, let him ask for a portrait. Alarm the government office of the king's capital, and someone will report that the officials have seen a ghost.

When he came out of the palace, it was not too late, so Yexiu waited in the teahouse for dark before leaving.

As for things like portraits, it is easy to obtain, but not easy to obtain. You have to meet the regent himself, and you need to know portraits. Only high-ranking court officials are suitable for both. But today Nalan Jing and Rong Xuan visited the palace. During the banquet, someone asked for the portrait of the regent, and it was easy to hear it in the ears of Emperor Dayan.

Yexiu wanted to finish his errands, and after many inquiries, he found a residence of the royal painter.

It is probably because the craftsmanship is very good and the family earns a lot of money. Even though he is old, this old painter is living a good life.

When Ye Xiu appeared in front of him, he thought he would belch just after taking a nap, and he saw Lord Yama.

When "Yan Wang Ye" took the pen and asked him to draw the appearance of Dayan Regent, he woke up instantly, but the knife on his neck made him pretend to be stupid, and shouted to Yan Wang not to cut his head, he would die if he died To become a headless ghost.

Ye Xiu: "..."

He was silent, and wisely did not expose it, let him draw with his heart.

The old painter quickly completed a painting, although it was a bit sloppy, but he was still very satisfied to brag to "Yan Wangye".

"The Regent of Dayan is the most portrait I have ever painted. When he was young, many girls in the capital spent a lot of money to ask for paintings. At that time, I made enough money for decades just to paint him." The old painter babbled, like memories, like sleepwalking, crawled to his bed and lay down, not daring to call the night watchman outside at all.

Ye Xiu withdrew his gaze, waited for the ink to dry, then stepped forward to roll up the drawing paper, and was about to leave, when his fingernails fell on the drawing paper, before he could move, his gaze stopped at the portrait on the paper.

If it wasn't for sure that the old painter hadn't met Rong Xuan...he would have suspected that the old painter was playing with him.

The person in the painting is actually his master?

Ye Xiu really wanted to drag the old painter up and question him forcefully, but he still rolled up the drawing paper and left, thinking that he was an old man.

After Yexiu left the old painter's mansion, he didn't go back to the post house immediately, but went to find another painting gallery in the capital. The gallery had already closed for rest. When Yexiu showed up with the painting, he thought he had committed a crime. What was wrong, I offended that nobleman, so I immediately begged for forgiveness.

Ye Xiu just took the portrait and asked him if it was from his painting studio.

The shopkeeper of the art gallery was nearly 50 years old, and after hearing this, he held up a lamp to see the portrait in his hand, and shook his head again.

"The portrait of the regent, when he was young, there were people who dared to paint it, whoever dares to paint it now, that would be fatal..." The shopkeeper of the art gallery said that this painting has absolutely nothing to do with them, and their shop does not deal in beheadings.

Beheading is not enough.

Yexiu gathered his thoughts, thinking that that old guy would never dare to reveal what happened tonight, he felt slightly relieved, and then said to the shopkeeper of the art gallery: "This trip is a secret investigation, and what happened tonight must not be leaked. ,otherwise……"

He made a gesture.

The shopkeeper of the art gallery is not stupid, with Yexiu's temperament, he must be the guard of that noble man in the capital, and he must listen to what he says.

Seeing the shopkeeper of the art gallery nodding his head, Ye Xiu put away the scroll in his hand and said, "I'll ask elsewhere."

The shopkeeper of the gallery eagerly sent him out.

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Ye Xiu took the painting scroll and went back to the post house directly. The study room in the west courtyard had already been taken out. When he opened the door and entered, Rong Xuan and Nalan Jing looked back at him together.

Nalan Jing was holding a book in one hand, leaning on the flowerpot stand, feeling bored.

Rong Xuan seems to be writing a letter...

Hearing the voice, Qi Qi turned around and saw Ye Xiu coming in, Rong Xuan finished writing without haste.

Nalanjing put away the book in his hand with a snap, and stepped forward to take the scroll in Yexiu's hand.

Sensing Ye Xiu's strange expression, Nalanjing couldn't help but glance at him: "What's wrong?"

Ye Xiu shook his head, but said, "Princess, look at the portrait first."

Nalanjing probably guessed something, walked to the table in front of Rong Xuan, and spread out the scroll.

Rong Xuan had already written the letter and was waiting for it to dry. At this moment, he leaned over and saw the painting on the scroll.

Ye Xiu carefully looked at Rong Xuan's expression.

Rong Xuan: "..." Expressionless.

He looked at Narankin's expression again.

Narankin: "..." She clicked her tongue, but she wasn't too shocked.
Ye Xiu looked away, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought, or had he seen too little of the world?

Nalan Jing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Rong Xuan, and asked in such a calm tone, "Your real father?"

Ye Xiu: "..."

Ye Xiu was shocked, and went to see Rong Xuan's reaction, wondering if this kind of thing can be asked directly, isn't she afraid of stimulating the fragile and sensitive heart of the master?
Rong Xuan calmly stroked his sleeves, and answered bluntly: "No."

Narankin: "..."

Ye Xiu: "..."

Nalanjing twitched and said, "It's not my own father, could it be twins?" The eldest princess never said that she had two children.

Rong Xuan looked at her with heavy eyes, and said in a rare tone of anger: "Princess, he is nearly forty!"

What kind of twins?

Nalanjing said in a faint tone, "I remember that my mother is also forty?"

Regarding the exact age of the Eldest Princess, Nalanjing really doesn't know, in short, it is around forty, she gave birth to Rong Xuan at about sixteen or seventeen years old, and Rong Xuan is 24 this year.

Rong Xuan's face remained unchanged and he said: "There are so many similar people in the world."

In short, it just doesn't admit that there is any relationship between them.

(End of this chapter)