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Chapter 56: The Worried Queen Mother

The moon is bright and the stars are few, and the palace is silent.

The white-flowered birds jumped forward one by one along the battlements of the palace wall. When they met someone, they stopped and tilted their heads to look at them. The words in their eyes were - so boring~

Ye Jingtang was wearing a black brocade robe and walking on the city wall with a knife on his waist. Unknowingly, he had walked around the imperial city and met once with Shang Jianli and other chiefs.

The buildings inside the palace cavity are surrounded by flowers and trees, so it is difficult to see the scene between the rooms, but in the dead of night, people can hear the sounds.

Walking around the imperial city, you can confirm that the buildings against the city wall are all occupied by palace maids and eunuchs who do odd jobs. The south wall on the front of the imperial city has more people, while the north wall on the back has sparse people.

In the northwest corner of the imperial city, there is a large garden, which should be the imperial garden. There are some lights in the nearby palace.

After wandering around the Night Terror Hall for a long time, I felt that there was no risk, so I sensed something strange and floated over the palace wall, landing near the Fushou Palace.

Behind the wall is the laundry room, where you can see a lot of clothes hanging, all belonging to women, some of which are quite gorgeous. You can hear breathing in the rooms.

Night Terror Hall walked through the building, pretending to be on patrol, and looked around to see if there were any hidden sentries here.

After walking like this for a while, the scenery gradually became more and more elegant. A rather gorgeous hall appeared in front of it, and the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree was in the courtyard behind the hall.

There are many maids living between the buildings, most of whom are already asleep.

Seeing the large number of people in the underground palace, Ye Jingtang couldn't help but worry about sneaking in rashly, so he first observed the situation of the palace from the outside.

From the top of the veranda, you can see the lights in the palace, the window on the left is open, there are flowers and trees outside the window, and a tea couch inside the window.

There was a candle lamp placed on the tea couch, and a lady in a dark red house dress was sitting on her knees in a dignified and elegant manner, holding a paintbrush and drawing on the paper.

Next to him was a pretty palace maid, looking eagerly.

Ye Jingtang looked carefully and saw that the lady's figure was quite graceful. Her kneeling posture showed off her plump buttocks, and the skirt of her clothes was also quite eye-catching.

As for her face, she has a soft and charming charm that betrays her age. Her brows are naturally noble, and her pair of large almond-shaped eyes shine brightly under the candlelight, like two stars in the night sky.

Although the lady's appearance and temperament are extraordinary, she can make a young man spurt three liters of blood just by biting her lip.

However, this trip to Ye Jingtang was not to be a flower hunter. My mind was full of "Crying Dragon Picture" and I didn't pay attention to these advantages. I just looked at the clothes and wanted to see who this mysterious lady was, what she was doing, and whether there was any chance.

Go through the hall to the back garden.

The beautiful lady is obviously painting, as for the content of the painting...

Ye Jingtang squinted his eyes and looked at it. It was a portrait. Judging from his painting skills:

The painting is really good, it looks like a person...

Why is there a big bag on the shoulder?

Got it, carrying the sun and the moon on my shoulders! The intention is really extraordinary...

Why cut off half of it?

Oh...it turns out the painting is crooked...

Can't you add some flowers and plants for decoration...

Ye Jingtang looked at him with strange eyes. Before he could understand it, a voice sounded not far away:

"Sir, you are in the wrong place."

In a blink of an eye, a middle-aged woman walked out from behind the flower bed. She was an ordinary-looking woman, dressed as a palace maid, with an official sword hanging on her waist and a secret guard belt hanging on her waist.

The Night Terror Hall was patrolling openly and openly. Seeing this, they naturally did not panic and immediately walked out of the shadows.

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In the palace, the Queen Mother, who was cutting paper with a knife, heard the sound and looked out the window:

"Yang Lan, what's wrong?"

When he turned around, he found a figure appearing in the verandah under the moonlight.

The Empress Dowager looked carefully and saw that the figure was a man, wearing a black brocade robe, with a secret guard brand hanging on his waist, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a cold temperament, and a serious look on his face, and he bowed his hands in salute:

"I'm in the Night Terror Hall. I'm inspecting the palace city on the order of King Jing. It's my first time entering the palace. I'm not familiar with the terrain..."

Night Terror?!

When the Queen Mother heard this name, her face was first filled with surprise, and then she was dumbfounded!

He lowered his head and looked at the 'lifelike' portrait of a beautiful man...

Oh my God!

The Queen Mother secretly thought something was wrong, so she quickly lifted up the portrait and hid it behind her waist.

Hongyu next to her nodded secretly when she saw this - the Queen Mother reacted very quickly. She knew that such ghostly drawings should not be laughed at by outsiders...

Secret guard Yang Lan looked seriously, inspected the Night Terror Hall, and asked:

"Heiya entered the palace to help with the defense. When the two of them were together, why were you alone?"

Ye Jingtang responded calmly: "I am not the chief arrester of the Black Yamen. I rescued Prince Jing yesterday and was temporarily called to inspect the palace. I did not arrange any companions."

Yang Lan still wanted to ask, but the Queen Mother behind her already said:

"I know about him, Yang Lan, please step back."

Seeing this, Yang Lan stopped talking and turned around to salute:

"No. It's getting late. The Queen Mother will go to bed early."

With that said, he disappeared into the garden.

Queen Mother...

When Ye Jingtang heard this title, he was slightly shocked. He did not expect that this beautiful young lady was actually the 'mother queen' of Prince Jing and the Empress.

No wonder you live in such a big palace and are protected by experts at all times. In this case, it is almost impossible to dig out the "Singing Dragon Picture" behind the palace...

Ye Jingtang stood calmly in the verandah and bowed his hands:

"See the Queen Mother, I am new here and not familiar with the terrain, so I barged in rashly. Please forgive me, the Queen Mother."

The Queen Mother was sitting upright on the couch, looking very dignified, but inside she was panicking to death. After all, she had just been imitating Prince Jing's picture of a handsome man.

If Ye Jingtang saw it, the Empress Dowager painted his portrait here at night...

Wouldn't she have to be regarded as a perverted queen mother who was dissatisfied with her desires and intolerable to her virginity?

The Queen Mother coughed lightly and put on a dignified and serious look:

"Night Terror Hall, what did you see just now?"

I saw you drawing...

The painting is okay, but I don’t understand it...

Ye Jingtang has no calligraphy and painting skills, and there is no blind compliment. He responded seriously:

"There is nothing strange in the palace. I was patrolling the surrounding areas. As soon as I got here, I was stopped by a lady. I hope the Queen Mother will forgive me for any offense I caused."

Seeing that Ye Jingtang didn't look weird, the Queen Mother felt a little relieved, but she was still worried.

Because from where Ye Jingtang was standing, he could completely see what she was drawing just now.

The Queen Mother could not ask about this matter, so she said seriously:

"I have a special status. If you rush in tonight, no matter what you see, it's best to keep it secret. If there are rumors outside, I will not let you go."

Ye Jingtang nodded sincerely: "Don't worry, Queen Mother, I'll just pretend I've never been here."

The Queen Mother raised her hand slightly: "Step back. If you are to patrol this place in the future, say hello to the palace maid in advance and don't come in rashly."

"As ordered, I'll take my leave."

Night Terror Hall ran away quickly.

The Queen Mother sat down dignifiedly. When it was completely quiet outside the hall, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She took out the portrait from her waist and looked at it. She felt very embarrassed...

And Hongyu behind her was still looking longingly at the veranda:

"Queen Mother, this guard is the young master who was in Prince Jing's carriage yesterday, right? He's so handsome~"

"What is handsome? A nymphomaniac..."

The Queen Mother considered it, unfolded the portrait and asked:

"Hongyu, what do you think of this painting and the guard just now... hmm?"

??

Uh-huh what?

does it matter?

Hong Yu was at a loss, but how could a palace maid who could serve the Queen Mother be so stupid?

She immediately looked surprised and looked at the scroll carefully:

"So it turns out that the Queen Mother painted this guard?! I said it looked familiar, but now that I look at it, it looks like both spirit and form. Look at this nose, look at these eyes, look at this mouth..."

When the Queen Mother heard this, her heart thumped and she thought to herself: It's over!

She knew that Hong Yu had the element of flattery, but she couldn't completely lie. Out of 100%, at least 10% was the truth, right?

Although she thinks her painting skills are average, even the stupid Hongyu can see some similarities, and Ye Jingtang can naturally also see who she is painting...

Who else could a man have with a fat bird on his shoulders...

Isn’t it embarrassing for someone to paint someone’s portrait late at night and still be seen by others...

Ye Jingtang has a close relationship with Li Ren. In order to avoid suspicion, he should report this matter to Li Ren...

The Queen Mother secretly spied on her stepdaughter's sweetheart...

If this spreads out, how can she still be the Queen Mother? With Li Ren’s temperament, she will definitely not take her out of the palace to relax in the future...

Why don't you go to the Night Terror Hall again?

No, he told Ye Jingtang clearly that if he said - Queen Mother, you don't want to paint my portrait either, Prince Jing will...



Hongyu chirped and praised for a long time, then noticed that the Queen Mother was frowning in a daze, so she raised her hand and shook it:

"The Queen Mother?"

"Oh, it's okay. You go and find out where Prince Jing is tonight. I'll go over and take a look around..."

"Okay, ma'am..."




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