284. Chapter 284 The pain of the prince's beloved princess
There were no wicker chairs, couches or canopy beds, but no bedding that could be used for sleeping! There was only one set of tables and chairs, placed next to the window.
"Could it be that... no one lives here?" Xia Ziluo's eyes widened in disbelief.
At this time, she realized belatedly that although the room was clean and the windows were clean, and there was freshly burned sandalwood, it was a little less alive. The rooms that were occupied and the rooms that were empty were almost full of life.
"It's really weird! It's just an empty house, why don't you let me in as if to prevent thieves?" Pouting, Xia Ziluo walked to the wooden case and fiddled with the scrolls on it.
One of the scrolls aroused her curiosity, because only this scroll was more elegant than the others in terms of paper and decoration. It looked much more high-end and very different.
Xia Ziluo held the scroll with his delicate little hands, lifted it up to his eyes, and immediately found a line of small characters in italics on the side of the scroll: The eighth year of Chusheng.
Was it painted more than five years ago? Judging from the handwriting, it is vigorous and powerful, so it must have been written by a man.
Could it be that the owner of this room is a man?
"It seems to be getting more and more fun, just like playing a secret room game and looking for clues to escape." Xia Ziluo couldn't wait to see what was painted, and hurriedly untied the ribbon and opened the scroll.
The moment the person in the painting caught her eye, Xia Ziluo was stunned.
What I saw on the scroll was a beautiful girl standing in the peach blossom forest. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was wearing a plain gauze dress with layers of layers. It was illuminated by the sun and dyed a light pink color. The girl had long hair hanging down her temples, and her skin was
Like condensed fat, a pair of autumn eyes sparkle and create waves, giving it a unique charm of its own.
The inscription on the painting is: Cousin Ye Zixuan.
"Cousin, Ye Zixuan...cousin..." Xia Ziluo's hand holding the scroll suddenly trembled involuntarily.
She remembered that Xiuxiu once said that Murong Xitian had a cousin. And if the real princess hadn't stepped in, the title of princess today would have belonged to Ye Zixuan.
It turns out that this house belongs to Ye Zixuan. And this painting was... painted by Murong Xitian.
For some reason, the words "childhood sweetheart" suddenly came to Xia Ziluo's mind.
This pairing of cousin and cousin was seen in the TV series and novels she watched. They were childhood sweethearts. Could Murong Xitian and Ye Zixuan also have this kind of relationship?
Xia Ziluo suddenly remembered that Murong Xitian was very nervous about this courtyard.
He didn't allow her to come in because he didn't want her to know the existence of Ye Zixuan.
"No, that's not right. It's impossible for the real princess not to know about Ye Zixuan." Xia Ziluo was a little confused.
She remembered that Xiuxiu said that Princess Xiao became his wife through forced marriage. If there was no forced marriage, then the person Murong Xitian would marry should be Ye Zixuan. Therefore, the inference is that Murong Xitian and Ye Zixuan are in love.
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If this is the case, Murong Xitian's purpose of not letting the princess come to this courtyard has changed.
Xia Ziluo couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the position of the mistress of the palace was occupied by a rival, and Murong Xitian couldn't be with his beloved, so he could only protect the lost beautiful love?
And this yard should record every bit of their love and hold his best memories.
"It turns out that Murong Xitian has someone he likes..." Assuming this result, Xia Ziluo stumbled and covered his chest tightly with his hands.
