When Qi Yuan went back to look for Shen Zhixi, the night was already very deep.
She almost turned off the lights and fell asleep, praying before opening the window and coming in.
"Isn't there a door over there?" Shen Zhixi held the candlelight and returned to the outhouse.
Qi Yuan took a step ahead of her and sat down at the table. "I just like to climb through windows, so please leave me alone."
The tone sounded angry.
Shen Zhixi understood what he was angry about, put down the candle and sat down opposite him, and replied: "Even if I don't tell you now, you will still know in the future. Now that we know that the Xie family is involved with the emperor, they will always find out." , the situation at that time may have been more unacceptable, but now that we know it in advance, we can make plans in advance.”
"Planning? What plan?" Qi Yuan looked reluctant.
Seeing him like this, Shen Zhixi knew that the plan he had originally thought of would probably not work, and sure enough, he said so immediately.
"Even if I am really a prince, I don't want it, I don't want to do it, let alone the throne, I have no interest in fighting for it."
"Okay." Shen Zhixi agreed without forcing anything.
Qi Yuan would think so, but she actually understood it.
"Then let's talk about Princess Zhaoheng. Have you found out what happened to her injuries?"
"Yes." Qi Yuan reached for the teapot and poured himself a cup. "The injuries on her body are indeed not self-inflicted. If you dare to attack her in the palace, you will have nothing to do with the emperor."
He lowered his eyes and sipped tea, giving Shen Zhixi an inexplicable feeling of being hidden.
It seems that there are some hidden thoughts that cannot be said.
"Is nothing wrong?" Shen Zhixi asked.
"No." Qi Yuan raised his eyes to glance at her, then quickly lowered his eyes again, "It's just... there's just a mirror left behind."
Shen Zhixi didn't answer, just stared at his face, trying to see any flaws.
But in reality, the fact that he dropped the mirror was already the biggest flaw.
He is not the kind of person who does things carelessly. Moreover, the mirror is something he always carries with him. He takes it out and looks at it from time to time. He should not leave it behind. And a small mirror may also be a risk, and he knows it better than she does.
After all, it was because he was confused.
On the surface, he didn't care, and he said he wasn't interested, but in fact, he was already in a state of confusion.
"It's okay." Shen Zhixi cleared his throat and spoke for him: "Although it can be seen that your mirror is not from the palace, you can buy exactly the same one at any small stall on the street, just through one side. It’s obviously not possible to just use a mirror to confirm your identity.”
Qi Yuan rolled his eyes, and his fingers turned white while holding the tea cup.
Seeing this, Shen Zhixi couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
Qi Yuan blinked, raised his head and replied: "The back of the mirror can be opened, and there is a small portrait of me folded inside."
“……”
Shen Zhixi was speechless and stared for a long time with his mouth slightly open.
"Qi Yuan, you..."
"Later, when I came to my senses, I went back to get it, but... I couldn't find the thing."
"you……"
"I really searched almost the whole room and found nothing. The mirror disappeared along with Princess Zhaoheng on the bed. She is not in front of the soul, nor in her own residence. I also went to visit Concubine Yu's Fuyun Palace. However, I suspect that she was taken away by the emperor, and if I go there again, I will definitely be alarmed."
Shen Zhixi exhaled deeply to calm himself down.
She knew that Qi Yuan was narcissistic, but she never thought that he could be narcissistic to this extent.
Even if she holds a mirror and looks at it all day long, she still has a small portrait of herself hidden in the mirror. Moreover, she also knows that Qi Yuan is good at painting. No matter what he draws, everything is lifelike. With his narcissistic personality, he must also paint himself. He is so perfect that others can recognize him at a glance.
That day in the alley, Xie Muyun's spy met Qi Yuan.
And if the little statue he left behind today goes to the emperor, and he leaves the matter to the Xie Mansion, wouldn't he be able to trace Qi Yuan first?
When the time comes, Shen Zhixi will also be jailed for an assassination.
Or maybe the emperor discovered the secret of Qi Yuan's appearance and suspected that Qi Yuan was the eldest son of the emperor who was burned to death in the fire. Whether he recognized him back to the palace or thought that he knew the secret of Princess Zhaoheng and wanted to get rid of him quickly, In short, things are not easy to handle.
"It's... not bad." Shen Zhixi said reluctantly.
She also poured herself a cup of tea and took a sip to calm her shock.
"Princess Zhaoheng looks so similar to you, maybe you think that portrait is her self-portrait."
Qi Yuan put down the teacup, looking more and more guilty, "Which woman ties her hair with a men's crown?"
"You!" Shen Zhixi also put down the tea cup and stood up, "When have you ever used a hair crown when your hair is disheveled all day long? Why draw one if you haven't used one..."
"Who has disheveled hair?" Qi Yuan turned his head and showed her, "I just used a hair tie. Besides, I have never used a hair crown before, so I had to draw one to see what I would look like wearing a hair crown."
"Are you quite confident?"
"I can't handle it and I'm not strong-willed. I just want to tell you that if I'm really found, I won't implicate you. The worst I can do is hand over my life as repayment for your mother's life-saving grace." Qi Yuan stood up and after speaking, he took big steps to open the door and walked out.
When leaving, don't forget to close the door.
Shen Zhixi looked at the two doors and sighed.
She didn't mean that, she wanted to solve the problem, not him...
Anyway, they are already facing each other, and there will be a battle with Xie Muyun and the others sooner or later, sooner or later.
She wanted to ask Qi Yuan if he wanted to save his sister.
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royal palace.
Princess Zhao Yushu of Zhaoheng was locked in a secret room. In the dark room, there was only a weak candle light.
She huddled under the lamp, holding the small mirror that Qi Yuan left behind.
The dim candlelight couldn't soften her pale complexion. Her face and bloodless lips were whiter than the mourning clothes she was wearing.
She looked carefully at the mirror in her hand. The style was very ordinary, and at first glance it looked like something from outside the palace.
I was woken up from sleeping in the Pavilion of Souls. When I was putting on my shoes, I accidentally caught a glimpse of this mirror lying at the foot of the bed. At that time, I thought that it might be the palace maid who left it behind, but the palace maids serving today were all wearing mourning clothes and would not be there. She was wearing a mirror, and before she lay down and watched the palace maids leave, she didn't notice anything falling from them.
It means...it means someone else came while she was sleeping.
Who is it? Whose person is it?
The queen, or the father?
Apart from them, no one in the palace would look for her.
But if someone from the Queen's Empress had come, someone would definitely tell her when she woke up. It would be even more impossible for her father to do nothing. No, now she was taken to the secret room by her father's people. This room she had once I have been to the secret room filled with the smell of blood countless times.
