"Empress, Jie Jian Mansion seems to be living peacefully with us because of Feng Xiao, but Your Majesty will not be happy to see Zuo Yue Bureau getting so close to Jie Jian Mansion. Feng Xiao is so close to you, but he has ulterior motives!"

Qiao Xian never interferes with Cui Bulu. She will only follow Cui Bulu and obey Cui Bulu. No matter how dangerous she is, she will move forward.

But she had been vaguely hostile to Feng Xiao since she was now unable to hold back. She would rather anger Cui than go against Yan and advise him.

Cui Bugu blinked: "What he can get from me can get from His Majesty, why bother with such an extra effort?"

Qiao Xian gritted his teeth: "But what if he covets you!"

Cui Buqu was stunned, as if he didn't expect Qiao Xian to say this, and couldn't help laughing, laughing, and he bent down and laughed uncontrollably.

Qiao Xian's face turned red.

Cui Bugu smiled for a long time before sitting up again and shook his head: "Impossible."

He didn't go, and he was about to rotten wood and was plagued by illness. He could see the spring next year, but not necessarily see the year after tomorrow.

Feng Xiao, with martial arts and appearance, believes that he is unparalleled in the world. He doesn't even look down on the peerless beauty Feng Xiaolian, and wishes that he can live his life in front of his portrait. Such a person will be attracted to the vicious and mean Cui Bugu?

"Qiao Xian, you made a mistake. I and him are not enemies or friends now, but I can recognize him and believe that he will not be targeted."

"What if he doesn't come to the appointment tomorrow night?" Qiao Xian asked.

Cui Bulu paused for a moment, "No."

Such a sure answer.

Qiao Xian suddenly had a guess.

This guess made her dare not think deeply.

Trust is to care.

For Cui Buqu, has Feng Xiao become a concern?

Maybe he didn't even notice it himself.

Or, he doesn't want to be sure.

Walking from Liugong City to Guangqian County, the fine and winding traces connected to most of the Northern Dynasty on the map. Isn’t it enough to impress the heartless Cui Bugui?

But Fengxiao, is it really worth it?

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Guan Shanhai came back.

Rong Qing also hurried into the house.

Cui Bu went to have a conversation with Qiao Xian just now, but they didn't know that although they noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a bit strange, no one asked him out of ignorance.

Guan Shanhai brought back a crucial message.

"The envoy, Rong Jingshi, time is tight, so his subordinates can only roughly investigate the county magistrate Yang Yun, county magistrate Huang Lue, county magistrate Li Yan, county magistrate Wuyi, and several famous families in the city, Li, Ding, Zhao, and Zhong, and found that Huang Lue had great achievements in calligraphy and painting. He once studied under Dong Boren and style master. After coming to Guangqian County to take office, Ding, Li and others came to ask for paintings in order to please Huang Lue. The subordinates could not find Huang Lue's handwriting for a while, so they went to the calligraphy and painting antique shop in the city and asked for a copy of Dong Boren."

He unfolded the paintings he brought back and slowly spread them in front of everyone.

Rong Qing took the lead and took the second and three paintings to compare.

"The way of drawing leaves is really similar!"

But with it there are more problems.

Why did Huang Lue give Rong Qing three paintings, provide him with clues, and ask him to investigate the disaster food? Does the other party know that this matter will be found out, and Huang Lue himself will be implicated?

This discovery is like flying stones from the sky, smashing everyone to dizzy.

Rong Qing was shocked and suspicious, afraid that he would read too much, so he compared and compared several paintings.

“Two possibilities.”

Cui Buqu said: "He may have done it on purpose, and did the opposite, misled us, and wiped us out in one fell swoop. There is another possibility that he is in Cao's camp and is in Han, and he is unwilling to join forces, but he dares not speak out. He can only use this method to remind you tactfully that if you get nothing, he will not have any trouble. If the court investigates and deals with him, he can also avoid disaster for his merits in reporting."

Rong Qing took a deep breath, and the comparison result made him even more shocked.

He was also a student who had been studying music, chess, calligraphy and painting for ten years. These paintings are all from flowers, plants, trees, and mountains to stones.

In other words, these three paintings are indeed made by Huang Lue.

"Mr. Cui, let me go with you tonight!" Rong Qing asked again.

Cui Buqu refused: "No, if you stay here, Huang Lue will give you three paintings, and maybe he will give you a fourth one. Only when you are there can you get more clues."

Rong Qing wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing, nodded and obeyed.

With Qiao Xian and Guan Shanhai there, I believe that Cui Bu is safe, but with Cui Bu Go, they might be able to discover more in Qixia Villa and find the key to the case.

Rong Qing smelled a trace of danger, and the storm was about to come and the wind filled the building.

But at this time, he had never expected that Cui Bu would encounter great dangers when he went on his trip.

Because in his opinion, even if these three people were in danger, Guan Shanhai and Qiao Xian were enough to protect Cui Bu and escape.

Even Cui didn't go to them, he thought so.

...

It's night.

Nearly midnight.

The heavy rain had stopped for a long time and the flood had receded a little. When the people saw the dawn of the rain, their fears of fear had been relieved for several days, and they also slept particularly sweetly.

But in the sky, dark clouds gathered quietly again, covering the stars and moons. If there was no wind blowing them away, there would definitely be another heavy rain, which would make Guangqian County worse.

Outside Qixia Villa, there is a cold and silent situation.

Even the mountain birds hid their bodies. The gate of the villa was closed, but there were black shadows inside, indicating that the place was loose outside and tight inside, and someone guarded it.

The leaves rustled and the wind began to blow.

Three shadows fell lightly on the roof and then slid from the roof into the backyard.
Chapter completed!