monopolize my master

Chapter 49 Confidential in the painting

"Your Highness has come to look for me this time. Is there something wrong?" In Jingming Palace, Su Huan stood in front of the window wiping his sword, and said calmly.

"Since my brother returned to the palace, there have been constant turmoil, and I haven't had time to pay a proper visit." Su Huang cupped his hands and apologized slightly.

"Your Highness, it's all right to talk about it in front of people. If you have something to say, just say it. I have something important to deal with later." Su Huan put down the sword in his hand and asked.

"Brother, I really have something to ask." Su Huang smiled, "Brother is away all the year round and has rich experience, while I have been in the palace all the year round, so I don't know much about many things in the world. I want to find out a little bit from my brother."

"Since when did Your Highness become interested in Jianghu affairs?" Su Huan smiled lightly when he heard this, "Father has always loved you so much that he wouldn't even let you get involved in basic martial arts training. Why should Your Highness inquire about Jianghu affairs?"

Hearing this, Su Huang's face showed embarrassment, he frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious, "...Brother, to tell you the truth, I actually sneaked out of the palace yesterday... I met an assassin."

"Oh? Really?" Su Huan raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise, "Did the thief be caught? What happened?"

Su Huang shook his head and said, "I have already reported this matter to my father and sent troops to arrest those assassins... I still feel terrified when I think about it now. The heroes passing by tried their best to save me, I'm afraid I would have died on the spot. But..."

Su Huang prolonged the ending on purpose.

"But what?" Su Huan tried his best to restrain the impatience in his tone.

"However... the hero who passed by gave me some information, which is very helpful to me." Su Huang pretended to be contemplative, and said slowly, "He said... that vendettas in Jianghu are very common, and they don't happen every time. Chance escaped by chance... He also said that everything can be done once and for all by cutting the grass and roots. If you encounter difficulties in the future, go to a villa in Hegu City to find him..."

"Hegu City..." Su Huan murmured the name of the city several times, "What kind of villa is that, do you remember?"

"... I was frightened yesterday, and I was in a trance when I was rescued. I don't remember clearly. That's why I came here to ask my brother for advice." Su Huang thought, "...What does it seem to be, Nanyue Villa?"

"Nanyue? It's Lanyue Villa, right?" Su Huan couldn't help blurting out, "The people from Lanyue Villa saved you? Are you serious?"

The corners of Su Huang's lips raised slightly.

"It should be... does elder brother know anything about Lanyue Villa?" Su Huang continued to ask.

"... I have heard a little bit that this villa is quite famous in Jianghu. The master mentioned it when I was studying art." Su Huan hurriedly said, "However, this organization is extremely mysterious, and it is difficult for ordinary people to approach. You don't know why, but the second brother should pay more attention, and don't have any contact with them again."

Su Huang nodded in agreement, "Then, I'm sorry to bother you. The East Palace still has some important matters, so I'll take my leave first."

After leaving Jingming Palace, the corners of Su Huang's lips could not help but sneer.

The queen is not Su Huang's biological mother. Although Su Huang usually cannot figure out what she meant by calling him to the palace that day, he knows that she wants to provoke a dispute between himself and his brother Su Huan.Maybe it was for the unborn child in her womb, maybe it was for her family, or maybe it was for a simpler reason-emotional jealousy.

It doesn't matter if you help with sincerity or take advantage of it.Su Huang didn't want to be involved in these disputes of right and wrong, but he chose to be the latter when the queen said fish and meat and knives and axes.

Even those who are indifferent to the world do not want to be slaughtered.What's more, Su Huang heard the sound of blood rushing and boiling in his body for a long time.

Who would have thought that?The prince of the East Palace, whom the ministers and the common people said was cruel and unkind, was actually just a child desperately longing for his father's love.

Su Huang tried all kinds of efforts to get that person's love and value--he seemed to be able to do it too.The tall man on the dragon chair would argue for him in front of all the officials, smile at him, and say words of encouragement to him, but Su Huang knew that there was never any warmth in his eyes when he looked at her .Even the words spoken, if you hear too much, you will feel that they are all the same rhetoric.

He once thought that man sat on the throne for too long, forgot how warm and cold the world is, and how to be an ordinary father.But he gradually discovered that this was not the case.That person will also cry for the princess who is married far away, and will hold his child and take good care of it like a treasure.But for himself, what he gave seemed to be too much, or in other words, too little.

Too much external burden, too little internal care.

From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't like or even hates himself.

Su Huang smiled wryly.However, who would believe such words?

……

What Fengze said last night has been pressing heavily on Su Huang's chest, making him feel a little out of breath.Su Huang faintly felt that something was pushing him into an abyss that would never be restored, and this abyss was the one that Ling Xiao had tried hard not to let him approach.

However, if Su Huan is really the contact person of Lanyue Villa, then why did he attack the Empress Showa in the cold palace?

Su Huang didn't care about other things, and immediately went to Zangshu Pavilion without stopping after leaving Jingming Palace.There are detailed records about many matters in the palace in Zangshu Pavilion, and many clues about Empress Showa may be found.Such as her child, her cause of death.

found it.

Su Huang got up from the pile of books, without wiping the sweat off her forehead, she couldn't wait to open the scroll and start searching.

Empress Showa.Dayin passed away in 39 years.Died in childbirth.

His son Su Huang.

The moment Su Huang saw these words, she almost burst into tears.With slightly trembling hands, he turned over the yellowed pages and carefully read the few records about Empress Showa line by line.The breeze came in through the window and brushed over the scrolls.For a moment, Su Huang suddenly felt that she seemed to be by his side all the time.

Su Huang's desire to visit the Empress Showa became stronger and stronger.It's just that I am now in a situation where I am surrounded by enemies, meeting hastily is not only useless, it may even implicate my mother who has finally escaped from birth.

But when he came back to his senses, he was already in front of the room in the cold palace that Fengze said.

In the room of the cold palace, there was a thick layer of dust everywhere.Su Huang walked into the room lightly, the dim light made him a little uncomfortable for a while.

Su Huang looked at the room. There was only a simple bed in the room, with a thick layer of straw on the floor. This was probably the place where Empress Showa and Aunt Gui rested.There was also a shabby little table, on which two or three clean dishes and a half-burnt candle were neatly placed.

Su Huang's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was an indescribable sourness in his eyes.

Su Huang suddenly caught a glimpse of a red box in the corner of the room, which was very conspicuous.Su Huang took a closer look, and saw that the box was covered with a layer of red paint.The lock of the box is open, and there is a thin layer of dust on the top, which shows that the original owner cherishes it very much and often comes to clean it.

As the box was opened, a rich scent of sandalwood came to the face.There are not many things in the box, just some jewelry items, a few calligraphy and paintings, and some brightly colored clothes.

Su Huang took out a picture scroll from the box and unfolded it carefully.The woman on the scroll is leaning against the willow.The woman is dressed in a goose-yellow skirt, with snowy skin and picturesque eyebrows and eyes.She held the scroll in her hand, but looked forward, her beautiful eyes were slightly angry, but the corners of her lips were slightly curved, warm and happy.

Su Huang recognized at a glance that the person in this painting was Empress Showa.Although he has never seen her, but with three parts of instinct and seven parts of description, he has concluded that the person in this painting is undoubtedly her.

There is also a poem next to the painting.

When the energy is exhausted, the front stream dances, and the sad midnight song.I can't find the clouds in the gorge, what about the water in the ditch.Shuoyan passed on the book, and Xianghuang was stained with tears.Can't help seeing the color, but also rely on the microwave.

"Li Si" by Li Shangyin.

Su Huang frowned lightly, lost in thought.Father Huang is a warrior, not good at painting.But the title of this poem is desolate, and even Su Huang can feel the overflowing pain of lovesickness.

So who is the painter?

Su Huang turned the picture scroll over and over several times, but couldn't find the answer.He sighed, and when he was about to put the scroll back, there was a creak, and the door of the cold palace was pushed open.

A familiar figure pushed open the door and entered.

Seeing Su Huang, the man was a little surprised, but he still asked as usual,

"Ah Huang, why are you here?"

"...My son... My son passed by Lenggong, and heard...the screams here, I couldn't bear it, so I came over to have a look." Su Huang hesitated, and hurriedly hid the scroll in his hand behind his back.

"That's it. Ah Huang has a heart." The emperor went straight into the room without asking any more questions, sat down with ease, and waved to Su Huang, "Ah Huang, come here."

"Yes."

Su Huang hurriedly put the scroll in the box.

"...show me what is in your hand." The emperor said again.

Su Huang's nails were deeply embedded in the flesh and did not move.

"...Hurry up. This is the imperial decree." The emperor urged impatiently.

Su Huang handed the scroll to the emperor respectfully.

"You don't have to be so nervous, just sit down." Seeing Su Huang standing aside respectfully, the emperor sighed softly, "I don't want to mention what happened a few days ago, and I don't want to spoil the relationship between father and son because of these things. point."

"Thank you, Father." Su Huang replied, before sitting down on the chair.The emperor stopped looking at him, but slowly unfolded the painting in his hand, and softly recited the poem next to the painting.

"Shuoyan passed on the book, and Xianghuang was stained with tears. I can't help but see the color, and I still rely on microwaves. It really is affectionate." After the emperor said, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were full of coldness and disdain.

Su Huang's heart was beating nervously.

"Where did you find this painting?" the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Su Huang and asked.

"...Erchen accidentally saw it in the corner of the room."

"She never let me move that box, and she forgot to lock it when she didn't want to leave." The emperor smiled wryly, "Why have I endured it for so long?" He glanced at Su Huang, then asked with a smile, " Can Ah Huang know who is the person in this painting?"

"...I don't know. I just think it looks familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere before." Su Huang replied.

"There are so many similar people in the world, and Ah Huang still hasn't improved in this regard." The emperor seemed a little angry, "Go back."

"My son retire."

Su Huang stood up, bowed to the emperor, and was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of the painting out of the corner of her eye.The door of the cold palace was opened, and the sunlight happened to fall on the painting, and in the deep ink of the painting, there were two words faintly beating.

Su Yin.