The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess! - Chapter 289

Master Xing Yi opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the small portrait, his white eyebrows frowned slightly.

The woman in the painting has bright eyes and white teeth, bright and beautiful, but she is covered in snow, but she can’t look away.

This woman…

Murong Yu blinked deep and asked in a low voice, “Master thinks, how does the woman in the portrait resemble the young man in the house?”

Master Xing Yi slowly closed his eyes, “There are nine points if there is no ten.”

“This portrait is made by me, and the painting is what the young man looked like when she was wearing a dress.” Murong Yu curled his lips slightly, “Did the master think of anything?”

“Donor wait a minute.”

A group of masters came down and took out a simple and mottled agarwood box from the locked cabinet beside the bed. He opened the wooden box, took out a rolled portrait, and slowly unfolded it.

Murong Yu passed the portrait in his hand and put it together with that portrait.

The corners of the portrait that Master Yi Xing took out turned yellow, and it looked like it was quite young. The brushwork is delicate and beautiful, and the woman in the painting is beautiful and graceful. Judging from the eyebrows, the women in the two portraits are three to four points similar.

“What the donor means is that the young man just now is the descendant of Princess Huaisha?” Master Xingyi said after looking at it for a long time. “Although there are few people with similar appearances in the world, they are not uncommon. The young man just now is not necessarily Princess Huaisha’s. Posterity.”

“Princess Huaisha is no longer alive, no one can prove that Aci is a descendant of Princess Huaisha.” Murong Yu said lightly.

“What the donor said is extremely true. You brought the Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix Golden Hairpin?”

“Exactly.”

Murong Yu took a shameful brocade box from the corner table on the side. The brocade box was wrapped in black cloth. He opened it layer by layer and said in a deep voice, “Master can verify the authenticity of this gold hairpin.”

The golden hairpin of the Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix shines with brilliant golden light, as bright as the light of the sun and the moon, it is indeed an unparalleled treasure in the world.

Master Yi Xing only glanced at it and stopped watching, “This is indeed the real Nine Dragon Opera Phoenix Golden Hairpin.”

Murong Yu smiled and asked, “How did the master verify it?”

Master Xingping said slowly: “Princess Huairuo said to the senior that the easiest way to verify the authenticity of the golden hairpin is…” He pointed to the golden phoenix’s phoenix head, “There is a slight scratch on the phoenix head. , Princess Huai Ruo accidentally drew it on her way to leave the ancient kingdom of Garan.”

Murong Yu said: “So that’s the case. Your Majesty is in danger. He wants to save his life with snow grass and jade spring water. Can the master tell the whereabouts of “Gallantu”?”

Master Xing Yi looked at the closed window, as if he could see the outside scenery through the window paper. Perhaps what he saw was the true face of the world, “Well, let me tell you. If you can find the “Galantu”, It shows that the son is the descendant of Princess Huaisha. If she is not the descendant of the three princesses of the ancient kingdom of Garan, it is impossible to find “Galantu”.”

…

Outside, Murong Ci waited anxiously and walked around. Why didn’t Murong Yu come out after so long?

Yuwen Zhantian has been thinking, what exactly did Murong Yu say to Master Yi Xing? Why does he know so much?

The door of the Buddhist room creaked, everyone looked over, and Murong Yu walked out elegantly and turned around to close the door.

Murong Ci walked over and wanted to ask what was going on, but worried that Yu Wen Zhantian would hear him, so he endured without asking.

“What did you say to Master Yi Xing?” Yu Wenyao couldn’t hide things in her heart, and asked curiously.

“Why should I tell you?” Qin Ruo choked.

Yu Wenyao can’t wait to shoot her to death, this dead girl always goes against her.

Murong Yu resigned to Murong: “Master Yi Xing insisted not to say, let’s go back to the inn.”

Murong Yu frowned and couldn’t find “Gallantu”, what should the emperor do?

Yu Wenyao felt relieved, “I’ll just say it, why would Master Yi Xing say? Where can I go now to find the descendants of the royal family from the ancient kingdom of Garan?”

Yuwen Zhantian didn’t think so. Although Murong Yu’s performance was calm and graceful, the triumph in his eyebrows couldn’t be hidden.

Murong Yu must have asked something!

On the way, Murong was boring. For a while, he thought of his father’s death, another thought of whether she could successfully ascend to the throne, and another moment that they would go back empty-handed… Her heart was in a mess, and she wanted to ask Murong Yu what to do next, but Since Yuwen Zhantian was there, he didn’t ask.

It was the time when he returned to the inn to have lunch. Murong Yu ordered a few dishes and ordered his buddies to deliver them to the guest room on the second floor.

In the room, she hurriedly closed the door and dragged him to the table, “Quickly tell me, did Master Xingyi tell you anything?”

He took her easily, hugging her in his arms, but didn’t laugh.

“Say it!” She held his head anxiously, her face stern.

“Keep a kiss first, and I’ll tell you.” His eyebrows were chuckling, squishy.

“Are you looking for something?” Her bright eyes narrowed coldly.

“Master Xing Yi did say a few words to me…” He raised his eyebrows and winked, and said in a low voice, “Be careful that there are ears on the wall.”

“Then you tell me quietly.” Murong Ci leaned over and put his ear to his mouth.

Murong Yu moved her little face and kissed her lips accurately.

She pushed him in annoyance, but softened under his domineering force and fierce demand, her arms could not help wrapping his neck, her eyes closed…

The hot lips were hot and wet and locked her strongly. If she did not push her hard, he might have carried her to the bed.

“Later, my buddy will bring lunch, you say it quickly.” She was anxious and twisted his ears fiercely, “If you don’t say anything, I’ll just…”

“Strong harder, you see if I can tell you.” He raised his eyebrows and looked at her with confidence.

She let go of her hand in discouragement, holding his face, and proactively kissing his thin wet lips, “Quickly, okay?”

Kissing and kissing, she seemed to be completing a task, and it seemed to stamp his forehead and cheeks, “Isn’t that enough? I kiss again.”

Murong Yu couldn’t laugh or cry. She was so cute, funny, and affectionate, so she hoarsely said in her ear: “Don’t worry, we will have a good rest in the afternoon, and at night, we will find “Gallantu”.”

Murongci smiled happily, “Really?”

He nodded, “Don’t believe me?”

She smiled excitedly and hugged him tightly.

After lunch, she was about to rest, but saw Yuwen Zhantian standing outside. Yuwen Zhantian glanced at Murong Yu who was sitting next to the bed, his gray-blue eyes overflowed with a hint of coldness, “Aci, I have something to tell you.”

“I have nothing to tell you.” Murong Ci said coldly, and walked to close the door, “I’m going to rest, please.”

“Aci!” He stretched his arms against the door, his eyes full of pain, “Are we…not even friends?”

“Yes!” She blinked coldly.

“I did make a mistake, but people always make mistakes. What should I do so that you can forgive me?” Yuwen Zhantian’s low voice contained endless grief.

“There is nothing to forgive or not forgive, because you are no longer my friend.”

“Aci… can’t you not be so unfeeling?”

“You go.”

Murong Ci slapped his hand open and wanted to close the door, however, he pushed the door to the house again.

He moved his gaze to Murong Yu, who was sitting beside the bed in the room, and asked in pain, “I only ask you the last question, have you…have been with him…”

I can’t say anything.

She readily said: “Yes. You guessed it right, he is the person I identified. Now that I know, can I give up?”

Yuwen Zhantian dropped his hands in a daze, and looked at her steadily, his eyes flashing, as if he had lost the most important thing in this life.

She closed the door and returned to the bed, “Finally sent him away.”

Murong Yu put her arms around her and stroked her snow cheeks lightly, “Yuwen Zhantian seems to be very injured.”

Murong smiled, “Do you sympathize with him?”

He shook his head, “I envy myself.”

She punched him, flashed into the bed and lay down, “Sleep!”

He untied his robe and lay down and looked at her with a gentle smile.

…

At the time of Hai, the lights of the inn were all out, and Murong Yu, Murong Ci and others quietly left.

They only brought Qin Ruo and Ghost Shadow, and ordered the eighteen people to follow in secret, not to get too close.

To the west of the city, there is a forest two miles away from Puhua Temple.

The stars are dim tonight, and the moonlight is clear, like frost all over the world. The country woods were silent as death, and occasionally one or two howls of wild beasts came from afar.

When they came to this woods, they awakened the birds that had been staying here all night and flew away.

The trees were sparse, and the thin moonlight blended with the mist. They shuttled in the dark blue mist and walked deep.

The cold wind blew, and the treetops rustled, very curiously.

Qin Ruo carried the lantern and asked, “Isn’t it there yet?”

Murongci also wanted to ask, Murong Yu held her little hand, “I will be here soon.”

After walking for a while, Murong Yu finally stopped and looked at the unnamed tree in front. The trunk of the tree had seven marks made by the knife.

Murongci wondered why he looked for this ancient tree that looked hundreds of years old.

He identified a lower position and walked ten steps east with this ancient tree as the center, which happened to be another ancient tree. He was carefully searching for something in the trunk of the ancient tree, and the ghost also helped to find it.

“What are you looking for?” She also stared at the tree trunk, asking puzzledly.

“Look for an agency.” Ghost Ying replied.

Murong Yu’s deep eyes lit up, and he stretched his finger to press somewhere on the tree trunk.

There was a rumbling sound in the silent night, Murong Ci opened his eyes wide, and saw that the land between the two ancient trees was slowly sinking and sloping, and finally the **** steps were exposed, and the sand fell one after another.

What is this place?

Looking at the hole that exposed the ground, the cave was dark and awful. I don’t know what terrible evil thing is hiding, it’s scary.

Qin Ruo asked, “Is it an underground stone chamber? Or what?”

Ghost Ying smiled at her and said, “Go in and take a look.”

After he opened the way, Murong Yu took Murongci’s little hand and walked up the descending stone steps, with Qin Ruo following closely behind.

Murongci guessed, could this be the grave of Princess Huairuo? “Gallantu” in her grave?

At the end of the steps, there was a dark passage. The ghost found the mechanism and closed the entrance to prevent anyone from breaking in.

“Can I find “Galantu” here?” She couldn’t help asking.

“I’m here, don’t be afraid.” Murong Yu squeezed her hand and smiled lightly.