The Treacherous Concubine’s Guide To Whitewashing

With a calm expression on his face, he opened the curtain and entered the room, a strong smell of meat rushing toward his face with heat.

A large pot was placed on the stove in the corner of the side hall, and the white mist boiled and poured up, evaporating the aroma of fresh meat and spices such as octagonal pepper.

A dozen guards were gathered around there and spoke eagerly.

Seeing him coming in, someone greeted him warmly, "Come here for supper."

Gu Yi approached, smelled a hint of blood, and asked, "Where did the meat come from?" The palace guards had a rule for supper in the dining room.

"It was sent from the kennel. This year's newly bred paparazzi was tested for the first time in the school, and the guards that were eliminated are divided into a lot." The imperial imperial army is equipped with bulldogs to assist peripheral patrol inspections. The puppies started training. Basically pick one out of ten, the ones that are eliminated halfway naturally have no living value. It was in the middle of winter, and they were used by these people to fight the teeth.

This was the custom of the guards, and Gu Yi had seen it before when he was a guard. But after experiencing the destruction of the family, and seeing the dozen or so puppies wailing outside the door, I felt a little uncomfortable.

He lowered his eyelashes and said: "You eat, I have something to do." After that, he turned and went to the back office.

Cai Yunheng ate and drank with his colleagues for a while, but after all he couldn't feel relieved, and went to the backyard.

When I arrived at the dormitory, I saw Gu Yi splashing ink on a piece of white paper spread out at the table. Seeing his friend come in, he put the picture away.

"What is this?" Cai Yunheng wondered. It seems to be a portrait of a character.

Gu Yi said, "I'm just bored, so I can draw something casually."

The corner of Cai Yunheng's mouth twitched, "When did you have this hobby?" I was so upset that I didn't go to the martial arts field. Instead, I stayed in my room to study piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy. Are you a big girl?

Before he could ask, Gu Yi left a sentence: "I'll go out and talk about it later." Then he turned and ran.

***

When Yuan Luo came to Yuxiu Palace again, the weather was gloomy.

She and Gu Yi made an appointment to meet today for the assassin incident a few days ago.

Paying for the price of falling into the ice lake, he got his wish and caught a thread from Donghai King's men, but only Gu Yi saw the person's true face. I was so flustered that I didn't have time to ask for details. So we agreed to meet today.

After returning home, Yuan Luo knew that since the last time she ordered Lian Yanqiu to arrange a low-key errand for Gu Yi, her general manager dutifully transferred the people to the northernmost part of the harem to patrol.

At this time, the Yuxiu Palace was very quiet, the afterglow of the setting sun fell in the deep hall, and Yuan Luo sat on the steps, rarely feeling a kind of relaxation. Compared with the magnificent Zichen Palace, this place makes her more relaxed.

Of course, learning lessons this time, Yuxiu Palace has newly added two ordinary-looking court ladies, both masters of Jin Linsi, and there will never be an Oolong incident like an assassin sneaking into the assassination.

After waiting for a while, I saw a figure walking in the distance.

Seeing Yuan Luo, standing still a few steps away, Gu Yi bowed and saluted: "Ms. Jieyu."

"Don't be so polite, Gu Shiwei is my savior." Yuan Luo gave a dry smile. I was still a little embarrassed when we met.

Gu Yi seemed to have a taciturn temperament. He didn't speak, so Yuan Luo had to take the initiative and go straight to the subject, "I will look for Guard Gu today for that day."

Gu Yi didn't answer, but silently found something out of his arms.

"The humble post thought that my mother was worried about this, so she went back and drew a small portrait."

Unexpectedly that he still has this talent, Yuan Luo was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward to take it. "Thanks to you for this time."

After opening the picture scroll, Yuan Luo moved for a while.

This style of painting... is too abstract!

How can someone find someone with something like this big TE!

Boy, do you have any unrealistic fantasies about your painting skills?

Looking up, Gu Yi was standing next to him, Yuan Luo unexpectedly saw the expectation from this expressionless face.

Yuan Luo took a closer look at the portrait, and gradually felt his taste.

The person in the painting has a few distinctive features, such as long slender eyes, garlic nose, and a mole on his cheek. Although the painting style is simple, these features are exceptionally clear. From this point of view, this guy is quite creative.

Yuan Luo put away the painting, "You come with me."

Leading people to the study in the side hall, a maid offered pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then stepped back.

Yuan Luo spread out the white paper, took the smallest pen and dry toner. While asking about the person's features, combined with Gu Yi's paintings, he started to do it himself.

Gu Yi watched from the side. After several corrections, the face on the white paper became more and more precise, and it was six or seven points similar to the murderer he had seen before.

He was shocked. The way the woman draws in front of him is unique. It is not the popular meticulous figure drawing. It is extremely fast and precise.

"This is called a sketch, or profile." Yuan Luo explained.

"Profile?" Gu Yi tilted his head, his eyes widened from curiosity, and only then did he reveal a handsome and lovely person who fits his age.

"It is through the descriptions of the witnesses and other details to infer the life habits and features of the perpetrators." Yuan Luo pointed with a little triumph.

"Someone in the girl's house is handling a case in the Yamen?"

This guy is really keen. Yuan Luo nodded, "It's just a distant relative." Her second uncle was a member of the public security system in her previous life. She once taught her some knowledge in this area. As a design dog, her job is to paint, naturally. Comprehend quickly.

Gu Yi wanted to say that the government had never heard of such a case-handling method, but after another thought, many old government officials had secret skills passed down from the ancestors these days, and they couldn't be generalized.

Yuan Luo smiled and said, "When someone is caught, I have to ask the guards to come and distinguish."

"How are you going to arrest someone?"

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"I have no power in the palace, of course I have to report to the person in charge of the harem for disposal." The one in charge of the harem is now the one from Zichen Palace.

Gu Yi's eyes were a bit complicated. "The Niangniang mentioned before that these assassins are the subordinates of the East Sea King."

"Yes." Yuan Luo understood the unfinished meaning in Gu Yi's words. If Li Jieyu reported the matter, it would be tantamount to completely betraying the King of East China Sea and taking refuge in the noble concubine. But people are going to kill her, and she can't let her dying to struggle.

"All hard work, just to have a way to survive. The major general is in a difficult situation, and I must be able to understand my difficulties."

Gu Yi nodded and shook his head again, "I heard that the person in Zichen Palace was always cold and treated his concubines harshly. This may not be a goodwill for the empress."

Yuan Luo resisted the twitching of the eyebrows, and said: "I don't expect any kindness in exchange. I just hope that the people behind the scenes will cast a rat and save my life. Just like me, the palace is isolated and helpless. Seeking to survive."

Gu Yi looked at her. He always felt that his family had been wronged and suffered injustice. But he is a man, and he can fight hard after all, but the woman in front of him, looks ruined, has an unpredictable future, and even his life is only between the thoughts of the nobleman. The situation is desperate, more than his own, but still optimistic. Be positive, thinking about it this way, why bother to blame yourself.

Yuan Luo pushed a plate of snacks on the table in front of him. "Thank you tonight, let's have a snack first."

Gu Yi stared at the white and round cakes on the plate, her eyes tight.

Yuan Luo was stunned, and there was Fuling Cake on the plate, which was the small pastry that Gu Yi used to pay homage to his ancestor by the lake last time. Yuan Luo thinks he should like to eat, so he prepared this, just a little way to brush his favorability value.

But seeing Gu Yi's red eyes in front of him, it doesn't seem to be the case. Not so much uncomfortable grievance, more like murderous.

The gaffe was only an instant, and Gu Yi quickly woke up. Turning his head away: "I have lost my humble position, please forgive me, my mother."

"what happened?"

"I just thought of a relative at home. She used to like this kind of cake the most."

Yuan Luo asked, "Is it your mother? The tuckahoe cakes of this era are soft, waxy, sour and sweet, and women like to eat them."

Gu Yi shook his head silently. Just when Yuan Luo thought he would not speak, Gu Yi whispered: "It's my second sister."

Yuan Luo recalled the plot of the original book. Gu Liangyong had five sons and one daughter.

The only daughter was married to a poor family official and **** who had made good friends with the Gu family, and abandoned her after an accident in the Gu family. Miss Gu Er returned to her natal family and managed to raise the two little peas in the third generation of Gu family. Living in the market, suffering from poverty and sickness, after two or three years of suffering, he died.

But now Gu's guilt is not as heavy as in his previous life, and he has not been accused of colluding with Bei Rong. It should not be so miserable.

"Second sister passed away a few days ago." Gu Yi's words surprised Yuan Luo.

"How is it possible?" Yuan Luo felt uncomfortable as soon as he spoke, and quickly added, "Sister Ling had an accident?"

"According to her husband's Yang family, she died after hearing the news of her father's accident and became sick with anxiety."

Nonsense, the Gu family in the previous life was even more tragic, not to mention its reputation, and there was news that Gu Yi died on the road of exile, and Miss Gu died of worry.

Yuan Luo knew the key points after thinking about it. In the previous life, the Gu family had the reputation of defeating and surrendering, and turned into a rat crossing the street that everyone shouted and beaten, so Yang Jiaming justly expelled Miss Gu Er, the traitorous daughter from the house. In this life, the Gu family has only declined, and without a reputation for rebellion, the Yang family is not happy to divorce. To divorce his wife because of being poor is an act of a snob. How can the Yang family do such a self-slapped thing as a school student. So Miss Gu Er had to "die".

Gu Yi smiled low: "In fact, the second sister has a strong temperament, far better than our brothers, but her vision is not good, she only cares about the skin, and insists on marrying that person."

Yuan Luo didn't know what to say. When Gu Yi said this, his tone and expression were very calm, which made people feel a kind of depression.

From this angle, he looked down, his long eyelashes concealed all the brilliance in his eyes, and his pursed lips were stubborn and fragile, like a abandoned puppy.

A piece of past suddenly appeared in Yuan Luo's mind. When she was a child, when she came home from school, there was a waste paper box on the side of the road, and a suspicious sound came from it. The little girl carefully looked over and found that it was a puppy inside.

Maybe someone doesn't want to raise it anymore, throw it out.

It was raining, and the little things huddled in a ball, hiding in the corner. Hear the sound above his head, raise his head. Shining eyes are wet, looking at himself.

The look in his eyes was sad and blank, like the guy in front of him.

"I'm sorry." Yuan Luo blurted out.

Gu Yi was taken aback, and suddenly smiled: "It was the humble post who brought up these things first, and it broke my mother's interest. How dare I be so sorry."

Yuan Luowen said: "You were paying homage to Sister Ling by the lake that day, and I was disturbed."

"For a while, I was ignorant and violated the palace rules. I was wrong. It also frightened the empress." Gu Yi bowed his head.

With different identities, the two did not stay in the study for a long time, and soon returned to the front hall.

Gu Yi went out, and Yuan Luo politely escorted him to the courtyard.

Walking one after another, suddenly there was a strange rustling sound from the bush next to him.

Yuan Luo was taken aback, and fell into the water twice, she was a little bit ridiculous, and immediately jumped behind Gu Yi, watching the direction of the sound warily.

Gu Yi frowned and drew a low voice: "Who!"

The sound behind the bushes disappeared, and there was silence all around.

Gu Yi stepped forward, Yuan Luo looked at the dark night, and quickly followed.

Gu Yi lifted the scabbard and swiped it into the bush where the weird sound was made. A small thing rolled out of it.

Yuan Luo suddenly widened his eyes.

This is...a puppy?

In the mid-winter weather, the cold wind was sizzling, and the fine snow was falling. He had been kneeling for a long time, and his shoulders were covered with fine snowflakes. The whole person seemed to have turned into a sculpture, blending with the white jade and snow on the ground. .

Looking down from above, the young man's figure was haggard and pitiful, like a little sparrow that was accidentally left behind in this cold winter day.

Such a posture, never imagined that a few years later, he would become the king of Jingbei who killed and decided to command the 200,000 frontier army.