An orange cat jumped in from the window, squatted on the Red King's head, and looked at the blind man Wei Chen curiously, tilting its head, with a human-like "puzzled" expression on its furry cat face.

After comforting the orange cat, Zheng Xiu looked surprised when he looked at the twisted word "Bingxu" on the inside of Wei Chen's arm. He suddenly remembered the world in the painting. Two hundred years ago, there was a silent swordsman named Cheng Xiao who killed the current dynasty.

The words "Emperor" also appeared on his face.

The blind man Chen Wei bowed his hand to Zheng Xiugong and left the Red Prince's Mansion.

After the blind man Chen Wei left, Qing Shisan waved his hand to disperse the smoke.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Jiang." Zheng Xiu smiled a little more on his face and asked, "I, Lord Guanjiang, have a turbulent expression and seem to have some understanding. I wonder what clues Lord Jiang can see in this person's face?"

Mr. Jiang cupped his hands and apologized: "Your Majesty may have misunderstood. The thaumaturgy that Jiang learned in the doorway is not the art of reading minds in the true sense, but a kind of observation of words and expressions, which is closer to 'emotion'."

"Affection?"

"Emotions, anger, sorrow, joy and other subtle expressions that are beyond words."

Zheng Xiu nodded.

Jiang Gaoyi sighed softly and continued: "Jiang will not ask what the prince talked about with this person, but according to Jiang's opinion, this man values ​​love and righteousness, and is a filial son."

"A filial son?" Zheng Xiu looked strange: "Are you sure?"

"Jiang is very sure that the word 'missing relatives' is written all over his face. If Jiang is not mistaken, he seems to miss his dead relatives very much and will not hesitate to pay any price for it." Jiang Gaoyi said a little uncomfortable.

He smiled coquettishly and said, "This person's 'missing family' moved Jiang so much that he could not help but burst into tears, which made the prince laugh."

Missing relatives? Dead relatives?

Zheng Xiu thought it didn't make sense. He was the illegitimate son of Old Wei. There were a lot of strange things about him being hunted down back then. But as a member of the royal family and living among the people, he still ended up in such a miserable situation. It would be good if Wei Chen didn't hate Old Wei. What the hell?

A deep feeling of missing family members.

After a while, Zheng Xiu thought about it and remembered a passage he had made in the mouth of Chu Susu, one of the ten chiefs of the incomplete building.

"It's Treasure King Cangyun!"

Zheng Xiu now fully confirmed Wei Chen's thoughts. He remembered the words that appeared in front of his eyes when he had just contacted Wei Chen. He hurriedly left Jiang Gaoyi and left Qing Shisan to guard the house, then entered the dungeon and got into the prison of his heart.

[You discovered the inn, "Inn·Usurper·Bingxu·Wei Chen".]

【You have not obtained permission to enter the station.】

There is a new "station" on the game table.

The station named [The Usurper].

"The location is approximately above the upper, middle and lower streams."

Not long ago, Zheng Xiu deduced the "Gateway Map" in Fengbei, and based on the position arrangement, he roughly calculated the location of the "usurper".

There are still many mysteries about Wei Chen's technique.

In the Xiangu Temple, Wei Chen once caused the deaf-mute and lame trio to explode from the air. They once said that this was a technique called "Fireworks". It was just that the "usurper" understood it in a literal sense, making it easier for Zheng Xiu

Reminiscent of the meaning of "scheming to usurp the throne", it is incompatible with the "fireworks" thaumaturgy of making living people explode in the air.

Zheng Xiu was still considering Wei Chen's proposal and had not made a decision for a while. After having a secret conversation with the blind man Wei Chen, Zheng Xiu practiced his sword during the day and brewed poison at night. Two days passed in this way.

A batch of custom-made bronze mirrors were finally completed and sent to Prince Chi's Mansion from Jixiang Workshop.

Zheng Xiu placed these bronze mirrors in his study. Zheng Xiu closed the door tightly. There was a sound of bones and joints rubbing in his right arm. [The Painter] The strange thing came out from under Zheng Xiu's skin, protruding from it and forming a shape.

Chic brush.

Holding the brush for a long time, Zheng Xiu personally added water to grind the ink and added his own blood to the ink.

After staying up all night like this, Zheng Xiu knocked on Feng Bei's door early the next morning, carrying a small bronze mirror.

"it's me."

Zheng Xiu might have misunderstood Feng Bei, so he spoke in advance before opening the door.

The door opened a crack, and Feng Bei, who had not yet washed up, could not hide her beauty. She squeezed her face out of the door and was about to say something, when an orange cat jumped on Feng Bei's head and stared at Zheng Xiu with narrowed eyes.

When Zheng Xiu saw that the orange cat was actually hiding in Fengbei's room, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "No wonder I didn't look at you in your emperor's den. It turns out that you have been living here for the past few days. Regardless of right or wrong, you are just a stepmother

Meow took over my land, don't you feel a little guilty?"

"Meow!"

【I want you to take care of it!】

The orange cat crossed its hands on its chest, raised its head, and blew its whiskers angrily, as if it was angry that Zheng Xiu scolded it for no reason.

This cat is...arrogant?

Zheng Xiu silently put an even weirder label on the strange creature from Chang An, and pushed the door open.

The craftsmen of Jixiang Workshop worked overtime to repair the wall that was broken by a "bad boy" some time ago. There was no trace of damage. Zheng Xiu entered the room, looked left and right, and looked carelessly.

Sitting on the bed.

A piece of red clothing was exposed under the quilt. Feng Bei blushed and stuffed the mysterious clothing sitting under Zheng Xiu's butt into the quilt, pretending to be calm: "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Yeah, big red.

Zheng Xiu had sharp eyes and knew that Feng Bei's dressing habits were exactly the same as hers in the valley. She was plain on the outside and red on the inside. After nodding secretly, Zheng Xiu calmly took out a small bronze mirror and handed it to Feng Bei: "This is for you.

"

The bronze mirror is long and narrow, with a small hole drilled at the top. It can be worn with a string and worn as a jade pendant around the waist, or hidden in the arms. Feng Bei knew Zheng Xiu well and knew that he always liked to come up with novel ways to make her happy.

, in his words, "increases the joy of the boudoir." Feng Bei took the small bronze mirror and looked at it curiously. On the back of the bronze mirror, a vivid phoenix was carved using the "intaglio" technique, with its head facing north and its wings spread.

Fly high.

The "inscribed" lines were dark red, Feng Bei's nose twitched, and she smelled a familiar smell.

"Your blood?" Feng Bei frowned, secretly feeling distressed: "Didn't you say you don't want to paint recently?"

"Hey! On a whim!" Zheng Xiu took out the other side like magic.

The shape matches the one in Feng Bei's hand. The difference is that there is a dragon painted on the back of Zheng Xiu's bronze mirror. There are circles of sword shadows engraved around the dragon... This is a very sword-like dragon.

Ignoring the mirror on the front, this is clearly a pair of "dragon and phoenix pendants". Feng Bei secretly spat in his heart, but there was a bit of worry on his face: "Aren't you afraid of violating a taboo?"

"Whatever, it's okay if he can't see." Zheng Xiu thought to himself that he didn't want to be an emperor, so drawing a dragon on his "mirror jade" was just for good luck and to make him a couple.

"Yes." When Feng Bei heard this, since Zheng Xiu was not worried, she was even less worried. In her concept, there are only "people who can kill" and "people who cannot kill" in the world. Obviously, the status of the emperor does not mean that he is worried.

It cannot be compared with "people who cannot be killed" like Zheng Xiu.

"Let me show you something fun."

Zheng Xiu winked at Feng Bei, walked outside and closed the door tightly. He drew the word "Feng Zhu" on the mirror.

In the room, Feng Bei stared dumbfounded at the dazzling red light flashing on her mirror, and she inexplicably made up the sound of "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep."

Two red words appeared on the mirror: Red King.

The writing on the mirror changed again, swimming like ants:

【The Red King calls, do you want to receive him? 】

【See?】

【See?】

There is no "disappear" option.

Feng Bei touched the mirror angrily.

The next second, Zheng Xiu's handsome face appeared in the mirror.
Chapter completed!