Chapter 350 The identity of the woman in the painting
Qin Jiaoxi gave up.
It seems that the only option is to make a request first.
As long as his father marries the princess back first, even if he marries her and puts it aside, he must not allow anyone to be "exiled" to a border town for saving him.
Thinking of this, she took two steps forward and was about to speak when her eyes were suddenly attracted by the scroll on the desk.
That is a picture of a lady.
The girl on the scroll has a graceful figure and is raising her hands to pick the plum blossoms from the tree nearby.
It happened that a breeze blew by, and the girl's clothes fluttered, making her look as ethereal as a fairy.
However, what shocked Qin Jiaoxi was that the girl's oval face with soft outlines had no facial features.
This is a picture of a lady without facial features.
Seeing Qin Jiaoxi looking at the scroll with a shocked expression, Meng Yinqin sighed softly: "This is your mother!"
He shook his head: "Now that we know who she is, there is no need to keep this scroll!"
After saying that, he would pick up the scroll and tear it up.
Qin Jiaoxi stopped him: "This is not my mother!"
Meng Yinqin patiently said: "This is what remains in my memory, your mother's appearance!"
"I don't know why, but every time I think about that scene, I seem to be able to clearly see her figure, except for her face!"
Qin Jiaoxi was stunned for two seconds before he realized that this should be the image of his mother in his memory when he met her in the cave ten years ago.
But the next second, Qin Jiaoxi slowly widened his eyes: "No, no, this person is really not my mother!"
Qin Jiaoxi excitedly pointed at the woman in the painting: "Dad, although you don't remember the face, but if there is nothing wrong with the clothes and bun you painted - have you looked carefully?
The bun is the dress of a girl who has not yet left the palace!"
"And my mother already had my brother Qin Xiuyuan ten years ago, and she went to the temple with her grandmother to pray for blessings. How could she dress like a girl?"
"Dad, back then you said that there were several people who fell into the cave. Maybe the person who made a covenant with you was not my mother!"
Meng Yinqin was shocked: "It's not her?"
Qin Jiaoxi nodded wildly, feeling even more excited.
I have never been able to find a suitable opportunity to mention the story of Shui Qin Pavilion’s junior uncle and her.
Now this opportunity really comes at the right time.
I have to put the princess's matter aside for now.
"Dad, look again, she reaches out to pick plum blossoms, and the wind blows her clothes open. The dark red birthmark on her elbow that looks like a petal must also exist in dad's memory, right? But my mother does not have such a birthmark!"
Meng Yinqin stared at Qin Jiaoxi, his mind a little confused for a moment.
Since Qin Jiaoxi suddenly appeared in his life, this joy and secret gratitude, as well as his disgust for her mother, have made him forget about this painting.
And every time I met Mrs. Qin, I never compared her with the person in my memory.
At this moment, after Qin Jiaoxi suddenly pointed out so many problems, Meng Yinqin realized that there was another fact that he did not dare to face.
He was deeply intoxicated back then, and he really doesn't remember much of what he did.
Only the last lingering moment when he was about to wake up, and the oath of eternal love, made him feel guilty to this day.
So he really never thought about it, what if that person was not Mrs. Qin Yue Qian, but another woman who fell into the cave?
"Xi'er... don't talk yet, let dad be quiet!"
Qin Jiaoxi gritted her teeth, her heart beating loudly in her chest.
If the story told by the junior uncle did not lie to her, then...
