bullyxtreme Chapter 226 His Painting
Chapter 226 His Painting
She put away her serious expression and looked at her with a fake puzzled smile: "What's wrong? Why did mother suddenly say that?"
Murong Shu looked at her and asked again uncertainly: "What did you just do..."
"What happened just now? What I said just now was the truth."
Since Xiao Mo insisted so much, Murong Shu stopped asking questions. Perhaps she was just being too suspicious.
Although she didn't want to admit it, Qin Shan's position in Xiao Mo's heart was indeed higher than hers and Xiao Wenbo.
If it was really Qi Minxiu who killed him, it would be normal for Xiao Mo to have this reaction.
Murong Shu took a deep breath and raised her lips helplessly: "As long as you don't regret it, your mother will support you no matter who you choose.
But you need to know that the East Palace is equivalent to the second harem. You need to know how to judge people and be more tactful in your work. You can't just stick to your old ways.
If someone frames you, you must learn to quietly track down the murderer, and then go to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince or the Emperor for justice once you have evidence."
Although Xiao Mo had experienced and done everything she said, she was deeply moved when she heard her earnest teachings.
"Well, thank you for your teachings, mother. I will keep them in mind."
Xiao Mo habitually raised her hands and bowed to Murong Shu, but was interrupted unhappily by Murong Shu.
"You're still so polite to your mother, but you've become strangers after not being home for a few days."
Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward with a smile: "Didn't mother say that your appetite has been poor recently? Come, let me help you take a look."
As she spoke, she twisted her wrist and took her pulse.
After a while, she withdrew her hand and looked at Murong Shu with a smile: "It's not a big problem, just a weak spleen and stomach. I will prescribe some Chinese medicine for you, and you will be fine in a few days."
Murong Shu's originally tense face relaxed instantly after hearing her words.
It’s different when you have a doctor at home. If you invite a doctor from outside, he might say it’s some difficult and complicated disease, requiring this kind of treatment and that you may have to take medicine eight times a day.
Xiao Mo called Fuling, gave her a prescription, and asked her to go to the pharmacy to get it.
Fuling hadn't seen Xiao Mo for many days, and she was so excited when she took the thing from her.
She moved very quickly and came back in less than half an hour.
After handing the medicine to the kitchen staff, she stayed by Xiao Mo's side, smiling foolishly at Shen Yun beside her.
Shen Yun suppressed a smile and waved to her: "Let's go out and let the lady and the young lady be alone for a while."
Fuling looked at her somewhat disappointedly, thought for a moment, and finally nodded.
After seeing the two of them leave, the maid beside Murong Shu looked at Murong Shu with self-doubt, and then followed them out.
Outside, Fuling thought of what she had just heard in the pharmacy and sighed with regret.
Shen Yun turned her head and looked at her in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there something on your mind?"
Fuling shook her head, bit her lip and raised her head: "It's not me, it's His Royal Highness Prince Chen and the young lady."
"What do you mean? What happened to His Royal Highness Prince Chen?" Shen Yun looked at Fuling, stood up straight, and asked worriedly.
Fuling pursed her lips and sighed again: "Just now when I went to get the medicine, I heard the medicine makers talking about His Royal Highness Prince Chen's trip to the south.
Although I haven't been with the young lady much, I know a little about her and His Royal Highness Prince Chen.
Sister Yun, do you think Miss can really forget His Royal Highness Prince Chen? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."
"Wait, what did you say? Your Highness Prince Chen is going south, where is he going?"
Shen Yun interrupted her in time, and the expression on her face instantly became serious.
Fuling looked at her in surprise: "Miss, don't you know? I heard that Prince Chen was sent to Suizhou by the Emperor."
Shen Yun frowned and asked, "Suizhou? Why go to such a far place?"
"I don't know. I just heard about this."
After hearing Fuling's words, Shen Yun realized that she and Xiao Mo had been staying in the Eastern Palace for so many days, running around the court and the harem, and it was indeed a long time since they had seen Qi Minxiu.
No wonder she was wondering some time ago, it turns out he had left.
But should I tell Xiao Mo this news?
Shen Yun turned around and looked inside the house worriedly, feeling conflicted for a while.
Fuling noticed her hesitation and leaned over to remind her quietly.
"The young lady will know about this sooner or later. I don't think she will forget Prince Chen so quickly. Sister Yun, do you think we should tell the young lady?"
She didn't know the details of what happened between Xiao Mo and Qi Minxiu. In her heart, she had always favored Qi Minxiu and her, not Qi Yue.
So she thought it was a very regrettable thing that she and Qi Yue were together.
Shen Yun frowned, thinking over and over the pros and cons of the matter in her mind, and finally decided to tell her about it.
In the room, Xiao Mo was joking with Murong Shu. When she heard what Shen Yun said in her ear, her smiling face froze instantly.
She looked at Murong Shu with a somewhat panicked expression, then stood up and brushed off the snack crumbs on her body.
Murong Shu saw her actions and wanted to ask her something before she could even say it.
"Mother, there's an urgent matter at the military camp that I need to attend to. I'll consider what you just said, but I want to leave first."
She walked towards the door while talking, and before Murong Shu could ask her more questions, she had already walked a long way away.
Outside Prince Chen's Mansion, everything remains the same as before.
Xiao Mo asked Shen Yun to stay outside to keep watch, while she sneaked in from an inconspicuous place.
Fortunately, she was quite familiar with Prince Chen's Mansion, and there were no special patrol guards in the mansion, so she slipped into Qi Minxiu's yard without alarming anyone.
When I opened the door, a familiar fragrance hit me in the face. It was the scent of Qi Minxiu.
Xiao Mo's heart was touched when she heard it. All the past events came to her mind like reflections. She couldn't help but tear up her eyes.
She came to the inner room and walked around the screen, what came into view were portraits of herself.
Among those portraits hanging high and low, there is a picture of her wearing the white armor he gave her and fighting the enemy in the wind.
There were also times when she was in plain clothes, winking at him and pouting angrily.
And she tilted her head, raised her chin with a proud look and looked down on him.
He depicts her in various poses, and every frame can be found in the scenes where they were together.
At the end, she discovered a very unique painting.
This painting is much larger than the others, and even the paper is made of high-quality rice paper. It is also the only portrait of two people in the painting.
In the painting, she is wearing a phoenix crown and a red bridal gown, smiling happily. Next to her, Qi Minxiu, who is also wearing wedding clothes, looks at her with a doting look.
Judging from the degree of wear on the edge of the drawing paper, he must have drawn it a long time ago and usually kept it away. It has worn marks from being taken out so many times.
If you look closely, you can see faint traces of tears in the blank areas of the painting. Did he cry when he looked at this painting?
Thinking of this, Xiao Mo felt extremely heartbroken.
These were probably the paintings he took out to look at before he left. One after another, one stacked on top of another, they all reflected his deep love for her.
Xiao Mo sat among the group of paintings, holding the painting of their wedding in her arms, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe.
After a long time, she was tired of crying and venting the grievances that had accumulated in her heart for many days. Then she slowly stood up and sorted out the paintings one by one.
It seems she has to speed up her plan.