Zhao Xiangyun was only six years old when she was sold by Uncle Zhao. Almost twenty years have passed. Although Zhao Yanping has never given up, Gillian also asked the Bodhisattva to bless the brother and sister to reunite, deep down, Gillian also thought that Zhao Yanping's possibility of retrieving her sister was very slim.

So, when a beauty who looked very much like Liu suddenly appeared in front of her, Jiao seemed to be dreaming and felt that nothing was real. It was not until Miss Jiang handed her the silver that Jiao came back to her senses. Even if she guessed wrongly, even if the beauty just looked very much like Liu and had nothing to do with the Zhao family, Jiao had to chase her and ask!

It has nothing to do with her relationship with Zhao Yanping, Gillian just wants to help this family.

Pushing open the door of the account, Gillian grabbed the money bag and hurriedly chased after him.

The main street is very long, and the Lantern Market is about to end. There are only a few people left in groups of three or three on the street. Therefore, although the man and woman who were suspected of being a fairy couple had already walked a distance, Gillian still recognized them. She trotted to chase them, but just as the distance between her and the two was only fifty steps, a black shadow suddenly blocked her and blocked her way.

Gillian looked at the other party in horror.

It was a man in black and ordinary face. Walking on the street might not attract anyone's attention, but at this time his eyes looked at Gillian as cold as the biting wind in the cold winter, and a shank of the knife was exposed on his cuffs.

Gillian's blood in her body was about to freeze. Is this person trying to rob money or rob people?

Footsteps came from behind him. Gillian turned around and saw Miss Jiang chasing her. Gillian slightly regained some courage and was about to warn the other party, but the man in black suddenly spoke and asked her coldly: "Are you also from the embroidery shop? Why are you chasing our master?"

master?

Gillian looked forward and saw the man and woman walking to a carriage. The man was helping the woman get into the carriage. Gillian was anxious and quickly explained: "Your master has given too much money, I want to make change for them."

A hint of impatientness flashed in the man in black: "I'll reward you, go back, our master doesn't like outsiders to disturb you."

The carriage had already set off. Gillian looked at the carriage and then looked at the man in black in front of him. He thought that the guard was so cold and arrogant, and the male protagonist who seemed to be very difficult to mess with would probably be even more difficult to get close to. She rashly asked about the identity of the beauty. Will she offend the male protagonist? Will she cause trouble for herself and the beauty?

"Okay, then thank you, my master. I'll ask you, your master is..."

"If you don't want to die, don't inquire randomly. Be careful that disaster comes from your mouth." The man in black interrupted Ah Jiao sternly and pointed to the direction of the shop and said, "Go back, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."

After saying that, the dagger in his sleeve appeared completely and was held in his hand.

Gillian was timid and cherished her life, so she turned around and walked back.

"What happened to the boss?" Miss Jiang met her and asked panting when she saw her face was wrong.

Gillian turned around secretly and saw the man in black standing there. She pulled Miss Jiang back while saying that she wanted to find money but the other person didn't need it, so she went over perfunctorily.

From Miss Jiang to the four maids beside Ajiao, no one knew what she was thinking.

The shop was closed and the maids also left to rest. Gillian couldn't sleep, and her mind was full of the men and women.

Thinking of something, Gillian lifted the quilt and put on her coat and got out of bed, then carried the light to her embroidery room.

Gillian likes to study new embroidery patterns, and in her spare time she will make a few small things. She has various materials in the embroidery room, as well as pens, ink, paper and inkstone for her to write and draw. Gillian's female red and painting skills were learned in the four years of Huayuelou. The female teacher who taught her praised her for her talent, but Gillian didn't know what her painting skills were. Anyway, the flower and bird landscape embroidery patterns she had figured out were quite popular with female guests.

Gillian also learned to draw characters, but she had few paintings. After leaving Huayue Tower, Gillian only quietly drew Zhao Yanping a few times, which was considered to be seventy-sixth of similarity.

It was cold, and only the charcoal fire in the bedroom was lit. Gillian brought the four treasures of the study back to the bedroom, sat in front of the charcoal basin to warm her hands, and then began to grind the ink.

There is no need to draw a beauty, it is almost exactly the same as his wife, Liu, but she is younger and more beautiful, without the vicissitudes of Liu.

man……

Because the other party was too outstanding, Gillian also saw his appearance clearly when he accompanied the beauty to pick silk flowers. Not long after he separated, Gillian was impressed.

After revising and revising, Gillian never slept all night and finally drew the most similar picture.

Fearing that he was not sure about his vision, after dawn, Jiao called Xia Zhu and asked her to choose one that looked the most beautiful man.

There were seven or eight paintings on the table, and Xia Zhu said in shock: "What do you do if a lady paints him?"

Gillian whispered: "You don't have to worry about it, don't mention it to anyone, just tell me which one looks the most."

Xia Zhu frowned, and after careful comparison, she chose the one that Gillian thought was the one that Gillian thought was the most similar.

Gillian carefully rolled up the picture and put a letter into an idle painting tube.

At dusk, Ajiao sent Dongzhu to Shizi Lane to wait. She didn't have to visit Zhao's house. She just waited for Mr. Zhao at the entrance of the alley, handed the paint tube to Mr. Zhao, and then passed the message, saying that she had done what Mr. Zhao asked her to do, and she would know that she would open the paint tube.

Dongzhu took the order and waited outside the Lion Alley until it was dark. Zhao Yanping finally returned from Dali Temple.

Dongzhu was in a hurry to go back, and passed the message and left.

Zhao Yanping looked at her back and took the paintblock back to his home. He first had supper with his mother and sister who had been waiting for a long time, and then went to the study alone.

Open the painting cylinder and there is a painting and a letter.

Zhao Yanping reads the letter first.

The first half of the letter talks about the female family in the Marquis' Mansion of Yongping. According to what Gillian could find out, there should be nothing wrong with Shen Ying marrying into the Marquis' Mansion.

The second half of the letter talks about what happened last night, mentioning the young beauty who looks like Liu, mentioning Gillian's failure to ask for help, and also mentioning the man's appearance, about his age.

Zhao Yanping's hands trembled slightly when he read the second half again, and he couldn't wait to unfold the scroll.

Zhao Yanping had seen Ah Jiao paint flowers and birds, and had never seen her paint people. Now he had no time to consider appreciating anything amazing. He carefully looked at the appearance of the man in the painting, and compared it with the officials he had seen after entering Beijing, no one was in line with the appearance of this person. Ah Jiao said that he was not a good person, probably a child from an ordinary rich family, and had guards secretly protecting him. That must be a high-ranking official who Zhao Yanping is not qualified to contact at present.

He had never seen it before, and Xie Ying and his mentor Lu Taigong may have met it.

Xie Ying was more familiar with his sister. The next morning, Zhao Yanping went to the only way from the Yongping Marquis Mansion to the imperial city. Before he could wait long, he saw Xie Ying riding on a horse. There were two men in official robes around him, probably Xie Ying's two legitimate brothers, the Prince of Yongping Marquis, and Xie Erye.

Zhao Yanping walked out from behind the tree.

He was tall and hard to ignore. Xie Ying was about to call him, but he noticed that Zhao Yanping looked solemn. Xie Ying frowned and turned around and asked the two brothers to take the lead. He went straight to find Zhao Yanping.

Prince of Yongping, Xie Erye looked at Zhao Yanping and rode away.

"Brother Zhao is here to find me? Why is it so urgent?" Xie Ying jumped off his horse and asked with concern.

Zhao Yanping took Xie Ying into the alley next to him. In the early morning, there was silence around him. Zhao Yanping took out the painting from his chest and opened it and asked him: "Have you seen this person by Brother Xie?"

Xie Ying lowered his head to look. After seeing it clearly, his expression became complicated and asked Zhao Yanping: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yanping heard it, put away the painting and stared at Xie Ying and asked, "Have you seen him, who is he?"

Xie Ying was silent and asked in a deep voice: "Is it Dali Temple to investigate him?"

Zhao Yanping didn't want him to misunderstand and whispered: "It has nothing to do with Dali Temple. Last night, this person took a woman to Miss Meng to buy silk flowers. Miss Meng said that the woman is very similar to my mother, just like the same person."

Xie Ying finally understood why Zhao Yanping wanted to inquire about this man, but his expression did not improve at all, and he even took two steps back.

Zhao Yanping kept staring at him.

Xie Ying's face was pale. He lowered his head and suddenly realized that if he said that, he might never be able to marry Shen Ying again. But Xie Ying knew even more about Zhao Yanping cared about his other sister who had been separated for many years.

With a bitter smile, Xie Ying raised his eyes and whispered: "If Miss Meng did not draw the wrong way, if I did not admit it, the person in the painting should be King Xuan."

Zhao Yanping looked at him in surprise.

Xie Ying looked away, his mind was in chaos. After a while, he explained: "Although I recognize him, I have no personal relationship with him. The prince has a wife and a concubine. I am a foreigner. Even the legitimate sister has a princess and has never seen her for a few times after she married into a princess. I have never seen other women in the palace. So when you asked me to find out the whereabouts of Miss Xiangyun in the capital, I really knew nothing. The subordinates sent by my father to inquire were not brave enough to go to the palace to inquire."

Zhao Yanping understood what Xie Ying meant, and he also believed that Xie Ying would not deliberately conceal him.

However, according to the description in Gillian's letter, King Xuan and the beauty behave intimately like a couple...

"The princess..."

"Although the appearance is beautiful, it has no similarity to the wife."

The two had a deep friendship, and Zhao Yanping only started, and Xie Ying gave the answer: his legitimate sister, Princess Xuan, was definitely not Zhao Xiangyun.

Since it is not, no matter what the beauty who looks like Liu's identity is in the Prince Xuan's Mansion, the concubine, concubine, or the outer room that cannot even enter the Prince Xuan's mansion, and the brothel singer who was booked by King Xuan's house, as long as she takes King Xuan's favor, she will not be loved by Prince Xuan. Then, unless it can be proved that the beauty is not Zhao Xiangyun, Zhao Yanping will not be relieved to marry another sister to Princess Xuan's mother's house.

Xie Ying was unwilling to accept it.

He hoped that the beauty was not Zhao Xiangyun, but that she was, so that Zhao Yanping could reunite her brother and sister, and that Shen Ying could meet her sister she had never met.

The most urgent task is to find out the beauty. Only with the answer can we determine how we will go in the future.

"All officials know that the prince Duan Su has never been to the brothel. Even if he goes, he will not openly accompany the singer to the lantern market. Similarly, the woman should not be an outer room, and she is a famous inner servant in the royal palace." Xie Ying glanced at the courtyard walls of the mansion, walked to Zhao Yanping, and whispered in a low voice.

Zhao Yanping agreed with this. He had never seen King Xuan, but had heard of King Xuan's life experience. The current queen once had a crown prince, but unfortunately the prince died young. The queen had no son for many years, so she held a prince who lost her mother and recorded it in her name. The prince was the current King Xuan. The queen had high hopes for King Xuan and strictly disciplined him. Other princes had done bad things, but King Xuan was very strict in self-discipline.

According to King Xuan’s usual words and deeds, he would not even bring any beauty out last night.

But Ajiao mentioned it in the letter, and King Xuan seemed to be unhappy. So maybe something happened to King Xuan, so it was rare to indulge him once.
Chapter completed!