Legend of Qingling Dance

Chapter 151 The picture that disappeared for no reason
Compared with Xuan Jiu, who is well-versed in the world and rich in experience, how can Xiang Xiaoyu hide this momentary change in expression?
The court situation in the Western Zhou Dynasty looked like a farce to those with a discerning eye.

For the characters at the center of this farce, Xuan Jiu has always had the mentality of watching a drama.

It's just that because that one has been in the limelight all these years, it's hard to make any moves on the surface.

But a woman who dared to yell in front of him, Xuan Jiu, was either too arrogant or too stupid.

If he didn't take action to teach him a lesson, he would really think that Xuan Jiu was the golden protector in the Dark Ji Mausoleum.

He looked at Xiang Xiaoyu, with a playful smile on his face again, but he didn't say a word.

This made Xiang Xiaoyu even more embarrassed.

"W-what do you mean? What's the point of bullying a little girl at your age!" Xiang Xiaoyu finally couldn't help it anymore and stamped her feet angrily.

Xuan Jiu burst out laughing, and said to himself: The little girl is pretty smart.

However, this little trick can only be used to provoke a gentleman who is self-confident?

At this time, the business is important. In the future, there will be opportunities to teach her how to behave.

Xuan Jiu then turned to Qing Ning with a smile: "Miss Liang's house may not be very peaceful these days. I plan to stay in your study for a few more days and guard the door for you for a few days. I wonder if it is convenient for you?"

Qing Ning was taken aback for a moment, hesitating a little: "Hmm...it's convenient."

Xuan Jiu had a deliberative expression on his face, but his tone was not open to rejection.

The family is full of female relatives, so it is certainly inconvenient for him to stay overnight as a single man.

But if she said it was inconvenient, Xuan Jiu would be angry immediately.Why don't you agree first and then ask your senior brother what he means?
She came back this time to pick up things.Because the things you take are hidden in secret, it is not easy to entrust others to get them, so you can only go there yourself.Afterwards, he still had to go to the Parity Medical Center, and at that time he just asked Lin Hongbi for an idea.

Thinking of this, Qing Ning pulled away the angry Xiang Xiaoyu.

She tidied up the study room meticulously, served tea before inviting Xuan Jiu in.

Xuan Jiu stood at the door, and said with a smile, "Miss Liang, do as you please."

Last time he suffered a small loss in this seemingly ordinary study room, so naturally he didn't dare to make a mistake this time.

After Qing Ning left, Xuan Jiu bowed his head and entered the study.

Spiritual energy flowed all over his body, and he secretly checked the situation around him.

He was already a heavenly warrior, and with a second thought, he knew the situation in the study well.

After the investigation, he couldn't help but let out a slight "Huh".

He looked up, and saw that all the ink on the painting that he had suffered so much on the opposite side of the study room had disappeared, and it was now completely clean, turning into a square of white paper!
Xuan Jiu's eyes froze for a moment, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it far away, and the painting flew over and landed in his hand.

He looked at it carefully.

He remembered that Liuguang cotton paper was used for this painting.This kind of paper was very common in the Western Zhou Dynasty, very cheap, not a rare thing.

Because of the age, the original paper color has turned slightly yellow.The wooden picture frame is also a little rotten, and when it is moved slightly, thin bits of rotten wood will fall off.

Xuan Jiu could tell at almost one glance that this painting had not been replaced.

When Qing Ning was tidying up in the study, he was watching from the outside.

With his perception ability of a heavenly advanced person, if Qing Ning touched this painting, he would definitely be able to find it.

So, what about the original ink marks and spiritual energy fluctuations on this painting?
Did it disappear by itself, or was it replaced by a girl from the Liang family during the time he was away?
But who would hang a piece of white paper as a painting at home for no reason?

Xuan Jiu couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)