Feng Yao looked at Yu Liu with a gloomy expression, but still didn't say anything and nodded.
After the two had dinner, Yu Liu did not go to the imperial study, but stayed in the palace to accompany Feng Yao.
Although Fengyao wanted to ask Yu Liu many things, she didn't want to talk for some reason. She just hugged Yu Liu quietly, which made her feel very satisfied.
But after all, she was pregnant and relatively lethargic, so Feng Yao fell into a deep sleep not long after.
Yu Liu stayed with Feng Yao for a long time. After placing her on the bed, she went to the imperial study room.
Qingying had already been waiting in the imperial study room. When he saw Yuliu coming in, he saluted and called: "Master."
Yu Liu sat down, glanced at Qingying lightly, and asked, "How's it going?"
Qingying looked stern and replied respectfully: "After the master left yesterday, someone came to kidnap the prisoner. It seemed that he also knew magic. The subordinates were defeated and the fake prisoner was kidnapped. But at the critical moment, a man in red appeared.
, kill all those people."
Yu Liu's face darkened, "Have you found out the identity of the man in red?"
Qingying slowly shook his head, glanced at Yu Liu's face, and whispered: "The man in red said that he was an old friend of the Queen... The man in red was very handsome and had excellent skills."
"Old friend?" Yu Liu raised his eyebrows. Unknown to others, he knew Feng Yao's true identity very well. Could her old friend be someone she knew in her previous life?
Her eyelids twitched fiercely, and Yu Liu suddenly remembered the "Luo Bing" in Feng Yao's mouth. Could it be that man?
After pondering for a long time, Yu Liu said in a low voice: "Draw him, I want to take a look."
Qingying was shocked. She didn't know why Yu Liu reacted so strongly and seemed very angry.
"Yes." Qingying responded, walked forward, found drawing paper, polished it himself, picked up the pen and began to draw portraits.
After a while, Qingying put down the pen and handed the half-dried drawing paper to Yuliu.
Although Qingying's painting skills are average, but even so, the face of the man in the painting is still amazing, even more amazing than Zhang Ling's. The difference is that the toughness between the man's eyebrows in the painting is something Zhang Ling has never seen.
some.
Yu Liu's face darkened again. She stared at the man in the painting for a long time and said slowly, "What else did he say?"
Qingying noticed Yu Liu's gloominess and whispered: "He asked his subordinates to tell the Queen that he has urgent matters and needs to leave for a few days. If the matter is finished, he will come to see the Queen."
Yu Liu couldn't help but snorted, and after a while, he said in a cold voice: "Keep that woman locked up, feed her to the dogs after she blows up, and send more people to watch her!"
Qingying said: "Yes, Qingping and Song Yuan are both guarding there, so the master can rest assured."
"Yeah." Yu Liu responded, and then said: "Go down."
Qingying nodded and disappeared.
Yu Liu stared at the portrait, resisting the urge to tear it up. After a while, he threw the portrait aside and began to deal with the memorial.
There weren't many things going on in the past few days. Yu Liu had finished handling all the memorials at noon. As soon as he got up and was about to leave the Imperial Study Room, he felt a familiar breath.
Feng Yao pushed open the door and walked in, followed by Bi Lian. He did not enter the imperial study room, but stood guard outside the door.
Feng Yao walked towards Yu Liu, looking very good, "The memorial has not been processed yet?"
Yu Liu moved his somewhat stiff neck and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm getting ready to go to the palace, why are you here?"
Feng Yao pursed her lips and said, "I just wanted to see how you are doing? Are you not feeling well anywhere?"