Prince's Mischievous Consort

"Aren't you going to chase after him?" Hou Qingquan followed Bai Su's gaze and looked in the direction Mu Yuntian had disappeared in, saying indifferently, "Are you not worried that he will fall if he can't leave?"

Bai Su's body lightly trembled.

Mu Yuntian looked to be still fine, but he didn't fall down because he couldn't walk out right?

Although he comforted himself like this, he still couldn't help but worry.

Hou Qingquan stared at her for a long time.

"Do you still want to know the whereabouts of what you're looking for?" he asked her flatly.

Bai Su retracted her gaze and looked at the man in front of him.

"Because you've finally seen us break up, you're in a good mood. You're planning to tell us a secret that you don't want to tell us and you can't?" Bai Su's voice carried a trace of sarcasm, "It's a pity, I don't even want to listen anymore."

As she spoke, she turned, passed Hou Qingquan and headed outside.

"You really don't want that thing anymore?" Hou Qingquan turned around, and looked at Bai Su's figure that suddenly stopped, and smiled slightly, "When Junior Master came out just now, you should have seen the portrait that was hung in the inner hall, right? Do you feel that the woman looks familiar? "

Bai Su's body trembled slightly as she turned around.

She only looked at Hou Qingquan, and did not speak.

Hou Qingquan had a habitual smile on his face, "If you want to find what you want, you have to find the person in the portrait. That's all I can say. "

To find what she wanted, to find the person in the portrait?

Bai Su stared at Hou Qingquan suspiciously as she frowned slightly.

Seeing that she had his suspicions, Hou Qingquan put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "Junior master, I can choose not to speak of it. Since I've already said it, I definitely won't lie to you. "

He smiled lightly at Bai Su: "I know that it's impossible for you not to worry about someone that you've always cared about. I'll go and help you see how he's doing now."

After Hou Qingquan finished speaking, the human sent Bai Su with a calm smile, lightly tapped on the tip of his feet, and chased after Mu Yuntian.

His Qing Gong was just like him, unfathomable.

Bai Su thought of his words and could not help but quickly walk into the Inner Palace.

If what Hou Qingquan said was true, once he found the person in the portrait, he would be able to find the Five-Colored Profound Jade Fragment of Dongchu Kingdom. Then, even if there was only a tiny chance, she would still use all her strength to try.

No matter what, she would not care about Mu Yuntian.

Even if she and Mu Yuntian became like this, she could not ignore him.

Bai Su carefully stared at the portrait for a good while, but she still couldn't get a clue what was going on.

She could feel that there was something familiar about the person in the portrait, but she could not figure out what it was.

Time passed slowly.

Bai Su knew she couldn't stay in this Dongchu Palace forever.

In order not to be discovered, she had to leave as soon as possible.

After exiting the Qing Huan Palace, Bai Su caught a little eunuch and had him draw her an extremely simple path out of the palace.

When Bai Su returned to the Prince Chu Palace after not returning for the entire night, she grabbed her hand and anxiously asked her what was going on.

Last night, before the palace banquet, someone from the Duke Palace reported that the old lady was sick, so Mu Yuanzhen didn't wait for the banquet to begin before returning, and didn't know what happened afterwards.

Bai Su thought that it would be inconvenient to tell Mu Yuanzhen what happened last night. After thinking about it, she lied and said that she was drunk, so Chuchu allowed her to rest in the palace for the night.

She thought that Mu Yuanzhen would not go to Chuchu for confirmation.

They stayed at Prince Chu Palace for another day.

Bai Su remembered about the girl on the portrait. After dinner, she took advantage of the reason to bid her farewells to Mu Yuanzhen and went to her room, and casually asked her about it.

"Does the wangfei know who lived in a palace called 'Qinghuan Palace' in the Imperial Palace?" Bai Su did not beat around the bush and directly asked.

Mu Yuanzhen was startled. "Why would Little Su ask about this?"

Bai Su was not good at lying, especially in front of people who were good to him.

She lowered her head, her face slightly red, and said in a low voice, "Last night, I drank a bit, and when I went out to get some wind, I accidentally got lost, and accidentally broke into that palace.

The place was clearly empty, but it had been cleaned up. Thus, he felt a little curious.

Oh, yes. "I also saw a portrait hanging in the inner hall …"

"Isn't that a drawing of a woman with clear eyes and white teeth, smiling like a fairy?" Mu Yuanzhen asked.

"Yes." Bai Su nodded, revealing a doubtful expression, "Does Consort Wang know her?"

Mu Yuanzhen seemed to be deep in thought. She thought for a while, looked at Bai Su, and said: "If I'm not wrong, the portrait you saw was indeed the Princess Qing Huan."

"Princess Qing Huan?" Bai Su murmured this name, she felt that this name was extremely beautiful, "The scariest thing in the world is Qing Huan."

Joyous, far away from the hustle and bustle, far from the fight, forget the fame and profit desire, live a happy life in a light and quiet way.

It turned out that Qing Huan was not only the name of that palace, but also the name of that woman.

It wasn't hard to imagine the intentions of this woman as the person who named her Qing Huan.

In the inner court of the imperial palace, there were battles everywhere, and there was a clamor everywhere. There lived a group of people who were subdued by fame and greed.

However, Qing Huan was a different existence at that place.

Therefore, Qing Huan's parents must have loved her a lot to give her such a name.

Very quickly, Bai Su's thoughts were confirmed by Mu Yuanzhen's words.

"You must be seeing a portrait of the Princess Qing Huan, that's right." When he mentioned the name "Princess Qing Huan", a trace of envy flashed in Mu Yuanzhen's eyes.

Bai Su asked: Who is she?

The picture looked like it lasted for at least twenty years, and the girl looked like the Princess Qing Huan in the picture was only about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Judging by her age, she should be in her thirties by now.

Mu Yuanzhen placed both hands on the table, propping her chin up, as if she was recalling something. "Ten-odd years ago, the Princess Qing Huan was a myth in the Dongchu.

She was intelligent, beautiful, kind, and versatile. It was once a self-created 'joyous song' that captivated all the men of Dongchu and made them into the goddess of their dreams. "

"Have you seen her? Where is she now? " Bai Su had a strange sense of anticipation towards this Princess Qing Huan, and always wanted to know more about her.

This feeling didn't seem like it was just for her whereabouts, there seemed to be some other inexplicable factor.

But she didn't know what it was.

Mu Yuanzhen sighed lightly, "Actually, I have also never seen Princess Qing Huan in person. When I married into the Dongchu, she was already no longer here … "

"He's gone?" Bai Su was shocked, "Are you saying that she has already …" No matter how hard she tried, she could not get the words out of her mouth.