Help! The innocent prince always tries to seduce me clumsily

Rushuang lowered her head and said hesitantly, "The painting depicts... you, Your Highness. The content of the painting is very similar to the one in which Your Highness is painted."

Chu Shitong took another look at the painting in his hand and was uncertain for a moment.

The old painting in his hand showed a naked woman. The painting skills were average, but with just a few strokes one could tell that the woman's face was exactly the same as Chu Shitong's.

Could it be that Liu Zeshan knows that I am a girl?

But if the people in these two paintings are herself, why did Rushuang hesitate when mentioning that painting?

"What else is on that painting? Why did you only bring back this one?"

Rushuang said, "The one in that painting should be His Highness, because that one shows a man, and the paper is new, but this one shows a woman, and it's obviously been many years since this painting was made. I think this one was made before the other one."

Rushuang didn't know that Chu Shitong was a girl because Chu Shitong had never mentioned it to her. In daily life, Rushuang was often sent out by Chu Shitong and was rarely with him.

Chu Shitong noticed that there seemed to be something strange about these two paintings.

She touched the paper she was drawing on. It seemed to be the Huizhou Xuan paper that was commonly used in Beiqing more than ten years ago. Huizhou Xuan paper used to be the popular paper in Tianxuan Kingdom. This kind of Xuan paper was still used in the early days of Beiqing Kingdom. However, it has been gradually replaced by Xuan paper from Jiangzhou area over the years. Now this kind of Huizhou Xuan paper is rarely seen.

Looking closely at the faded traces of ink on the painting, it seems that this painting has indeed been around for many years.

What does that mean? It means that the portrait of Chu Shitong as a woman existed long ago, while the portrait of Chu Shitong as a man was painted later.

Could it be that more than ten years ago, Liu Zeshan met a woman who looked almost identical to him?

If you think this way, it is enough to explain these two paintings.

Liu Zeshan met that woman more than ten years ago and drew this picture.

More than ten years later, Liu Zeshan met Chu Shitong and drew a new one.

Just because Chu Shitong is a man, the human bodies in the two paintings are different, but their faces are almost exactly the same.

"Send all the things back, and then check if there is anything else in the secret room that you have overlooked. Also, monitor whether there is such a secret room in the governor's mansion."

A bold guess was brewing in Chu Shitong's mind.

"I want to know more about this woman."

"Yes."

Rushuang, holding the things, quickly disappeared from Chu Shitong's sight.

Chu Shitong sat in the chair, unable to figure it out.

She once saw a mother and daughter, and the daughter looked almost exactly like her mother when she was young.

Yun Xiangrong was no more than 20 years old a dozen years ago, but what Chu Shitong couldn't understand was that she felt that she didn't look like Yun Xiangrong.

It is normal for a mother and daughter to be very similar, but it is not uncommon for a mother and daughter to look nothing alike.

But if it were before, Chu Shitong would definitely not care about the fact that he and Yun Xiangrong did not look alike. But when he suddenly saw this painting, it seemed that a woman who looked exactly like him really had appeared more than ten years ago, and Chu Shitong couldn't help but start to doubt.

Could it be that she is not Yun Xiangrong’s biological daughter?

But this possibility is too small.

If he was not her biological son, how could Yun Xiangrong bribe the midwife after she was born and force herself to pretend to be a man for so many years?

If you were adopted, why not just adopt a boy? Wouldn't that save you a lot of trouble and effort?

But if I am indeed Yun Xiangrong's biological daughter, then who is the woman in the painting?

Chu Shitong couldn't figure it out, but deep in his heart, a lamp that had been extinguished for a long time suddenly began to glow faintly.

A glimmer of expectation and hope that had never existed before emerged like mushrooms after rain.

In the past seventeen years, Yun Xiangrong, as a mother, has never shown any affection to me.

If we add to the premise of all this that she is not his biological mother, then it seems that all of this has an explainable reason.

Chu Shitong didn’t know whether these were just her own imagination or something else, she just couldn’t forgive Yun Xiangrong until now.

Because in her heart, her mother must not be like Yun Xiangrong.

A mother can be strict, loving, cold, or gentle.

But this is definitely not how Yun Xiangrong views herself.

Perhaps he had lived too carelessly in his previous life, focusing only on the fight for succession, and never paying attention to the deeper things hidden in the dark.

She was reborn perhaps just to unravel these issues.

-

Everyone in Jingzhou knew the news that the Marquis of Zhenguo was going to send a batch of silver worth one million to Jingzhou.

On August 4, twenty horse-drawn carriages coming from Quanzhou drove into Jingzhou City under the guard of the Quanzhou branch of the Beijing Shunfeng Escort Agency.

As soon as these carriages entered Jingzhou, Wu Wenchang got the news.

It's that fast.

Because the carriage carries a lot of large treasure chests, the journey should not be too fast, so it is estimated that it will take about two days to reach Jingzhou City.

In the past two days, Wu Wenchang has been busy running around in the city. The inn where Si Jingli originally lived had only the guest room where Si Jingli stayed, which was decorated luxuriously. In order to highlight the treatment of this prince by Jingzhou City, Wu Wenchang almost moved all the valuable things in his home to the inn.

Not only did he renovate the post station overnight, he also ordered people to make suitable clothes for the waiters of the post station. He also sent heavy troops to guard the area and patrolled non-stop for twelve hours to pretend that he took Si Jingli's arrival seriously.

It was also August 4th.

The news that Chu Shixuan was infected with the epidemic spread from Hongshan County to Chu Shitong's ears.

Chu Shitong found it very strange that Chu Shixuan, whom he had been unable to kill in his previous life, was so easily tricked by Chu Shifeng.

She felt that there might be something fishy going on here.

However, even if Chu Shixuan could survive the epidemic, Chu Shifeng had arranged a lot of people for him afterwards.

Thinking of this, Chu Shitong felt refreshed.

Even if she couldn't get the hundreds of millions of taels, as long as Chu Shixuan was dead, her path to succession would be outrageously easy.

......

Until the SF Escort Agency escorted the carriage to Jingzhou City, no new clues came from Rushuang.

Twenty horse-drawn carriages and three neatly arranged rows of SF Express escort teams stopped at the entrance of the post station.

Wu Wenchang had received the news long ago and had been waiting at the entrance of the post station for a long time.

As soon as the convoy stopped, he couldn't wait to meet them with his officials.

"You are from the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion, right? I am the Governor of Jingzhou. Thank you for your hard work in coming all the way here."

The leader of the escort was a woman with a slender figure, sharp eyes and eyebrows, and two sharp embroidered spring swords on her waist.

The woman raised her brows coldly, with a hint of disdain on her face.

"Hello, Governor."

His words were very polite, but his tone was dull and he was even unwilling to dismount and salute.

"I am Yan Jiangnan, the head of the Quanzhou Shunfeng Escort Agency, and I am here to escort you on your behalf. If you have nothing else to do, please let me go and don't delay my search for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Yan Jiangnan's rudeness almost made Wu Wenchang's face fall to the ground.

The officials behind Wu Wenchang could not help but whisper about it, but Wu Wenchang himself did not show any obvious emotion. He smiled dryly, moved aside and said.

"The Marquis's business is more important. Director Yan will leave first. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is upstairs."

Yan Jiangnan dismounted without even giving Wu Wenchang a glance. As he and his men passed by him, his cloak fluttered fiercely behind him and a cold thank you blew past his ears.

"Thank you, Lord Governor."

The officials in Jingzhou looked at each other, and no one spoke. The scene was extremely awkward.

A dignified second-rank governor was so ignored by the leader of an escort agency!

Some officials approached cautiously and asked, "Governor, are you okay?"

The cold and murderous look in Wu Wenchang's eyes was hidden in the blink of an eye. He sneered and said, "What can I do?"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked into the post station.

Other officials followed suit.

......

Si Jingli propped up his chin and looked at the letter in his hand.

In front of him stood a beautiful young lady, who was not only beautiful but also had a great figure. She had just come in through the window using her martial arts skills.

The woman was holding a letter written by Chu Shitong, claiming to be Chu Shitong's subordinate. She said that Chu Shitong had given her full authority to be responsible for delivering the silver today, and asked Si Jingli to just have a good meal and then come back to sleep.

After reading the letter, Si Jingli still had some doubts.

To be precise, he was trying to find fault.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman next to Chu Shitong. Not to mention the two sexy breasts on her chest that were only slightly exposed, the fake smile on her face was enough to make Si Jingli very unhappy.

Si Jingli put down the letter and said in a cold tone: "The handwriting is Chu Shitong's, but how can this prince know whether this letter was written by Chu Shitong himself?"

The beautiful girl covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice as sweet as an oriole.

"What are you talking about, His Royal Highness? If this letter wasn't written by His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, who else could it be?"

"You have to come up with something else to convince me." Si Jingli crossed his arms, looking unapproachable.

The beautiful lady didn't expect that Si Jingli would not believe the letter after reading it. The smile on her face seemed a little forced, and she really couldn't think of any solution for a moment.

Chu Shitong didn't give her anything else to prove.

But according to the plan we had made before, Yan Jiangnan would arrive with his men in a while. If I couldn't explain myself clearly by then, how would I proceed with the plan?

Just as he was thinking about it, Rushuang suddenly appeared in the room and bowed to Si Jingli.

If Si Jingli hadn't been used to Rushuang's mysterious appearances, he might have been scared by her.

"His Royal Highness."

When Si Jingli saw Rushuang, he probably knew what Rushuang wanted to say. It was not that he did not trust the woman in front of him, he just felt a little uncomfortable and was just looking for trouble.

He bluffed with a guilty conscience and said, "What do you want me to do? Does your master have any instructions for you?"

Rushuang said, "The motorcade has arrived downstairs. Please cooperate, Your Highness. Your Highness the Seventh Prince has ordered that if you don't cooperate, it's okay. Your Highness has other backup plans. But Your Highness asked me to tell you that if you don't cooperate, she will give you a small punishment."

Si Jingli was feeling a little guilty at first, and his face turned red the moment he heard this. When he heard the meaningful laughter of the girl next to him, he said angrily: "Rushuang! You actually..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard very loud footsteps coming from outside.

The next second, Rushuang disappeared in the room.

The beautiful bride approached quietly, came to the chair opposite Si Jingli, bowed and whispered.

"If Your Highness is unwilling to cooperate, I will leave now."

Si Jingli's face turned redder and redder, he felt so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die. How dare Chu Shitong, this ignorant man, speak like this to his servants!

How could he still have the dignity of a prince in front of Rushuang? (In fact, it was gone three years ago.)

Si Jing turned away and said stubbornly, "I didn't say I don't want to."

The beautiful lady chuckled: "His Royal Highness is really as good as His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince said."

Si Jingli paused and asked curiously, "Did Chu Shitong talk about me in front of you?"

The beautiful lady nodded.

Before I could ask more questions, there was a knock on the door.

Si Jingli had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, Yan Jiangnan and his men entered the room and saluted to Si Jingli.

The beautiful bride took advantage of the situation and mixed in.

"Quanzhou Shunfeng Escort Agency, head of Yanjiangnan, pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Si Jingli coughed twice, quickly discarded the memory of shame and anger, and put on a proud look, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Yan Jiangnan stood up with his men and said, "The Marquis sent five million taels of silver to help Your Highness with disaster relief. Please come downstairs to check and count them."

Wu Wenchang also entered the house with his men at this time. After hearing the specific figures, the officials of all ranks who followed him couldn't help but have their eyes light up.

"See His Highness the Crown Prince."

Wu Wenchang led his men to pay their respects.

Si Jingli stood up and said, "Alright, get up. I will go down and count the silver and money."

Wu Wenchang immediately said, "I happen to have some accountants and people who can help. Your Highness, please don't hesitate to ask for help."

Si Jingli wanted to say something sarcastic to him, but when he saw the beautiful lady smiling and shaking her head at him, he had to swallow his anger and turned around and hurried out of the house.

A group of people came down from the upstairs in a mighty procession. When they arrived at the street, many people were already standing around in groups to watch the fun.

Twenty carriages with people almost occupied the entire street.

When Wu Wenchang saw so many people watching, his face darkened and he immediately asked people to drive them away.

The beautiful lady touched Si Jingli's arm at this time, and Si Jingli understood.

"Who are you chasing away? Is it worth hiding such a small amount of money?"

Wu Wenchang said with embarrassment: "Your Highness, after all, wealth should not be exposed. With so many people watching, it would be bad if unnecessary troubles were caused."

Si Jingli said nonchalantly, "Who in Jingzhou doesn't know that my grandfather sent money to help the disaster relief? If you let them go now, wouldn't that be a loss of face for me?"

"this......"

Wu Wenchang didn't know how to answer for a moment. If he counted the money in front of everyone and let everyone know the amount, he was afraid that he would not be able to swallow much.

Si Jingli said: "If you want the money, then you must do as I say, otherwise I will send them back to Quanzhou intact."