You hear it, do people say it?

The sky is light.

Li Shilang stayed in the palace for a whole night, and he returned home with red eyes when he was about to arrive. When he got out of the car, he was trembling when he walked. Fortunately, Fu Ning passed by and helped him in time, so he didn't let the servant be disgraced .

Li Shilang's face was full of weariness, he took a moment to say: "Okay, I'll go by myself."

Looking at Li Shilang's haggard face, Fu Ning was very worried: "Let me take uncle back."

"Alright." Li Shilang responded, but his brain hadn't come to his senses. After walking for a while, he realized who was supporting him: "Ziyu?"

Fu Ning was steadily supporting him to walk forward, when he heard this, he said, "Well, it's me."

Li Shilang said "Oh", and after a while he said: "It's not until Maoshi, it's not yet dawn, what are you doing up so early?"

Fu Ning smiled, but didn't answer directly: "Fortunately, today is Xiumu, and uncle doesn't have to go to court next time, otherwise, how can his body bear it if he keeps on turning around like this? Oh, yes, just now, my aunt has asked the kitchen to prepare something light." Stomach nourishing meals, after you rest..."

Listening to what Fu Ning said, Li Shilang always felt that something was wrong; but he was already exhausted after staying up all night, and he didn't bother to think about it, so he let Fu Ning send him to the bedroom, and fell asleep.

Fu Ning walked outside the courtyard, but did not return to his residence immediately, but turned back the same way and went outside again.

The book boy standing at the door saw him coming out, and immediately followed him: "My lord, the person who sent the letter just now came back and said that Mrs. Biao already knew the letter from Master Biao, but she is still with Miss Biao, and she can't get rid of it." Thank you young master for not telling Master Biao what happened last night, when Master Biao wakes up, she will talk about it in person."

Fu Ning nodded slightly: "Yes."

He walked in a hurry, and the book boy followed him, feeling a little worried: "My lord, aren't you going back to rest? You didn't close your eyes much yesterday."

"It doesn't matter." Funing said lightly, "I'll deal with the things that need to be dealt with first."

Yesterday the old matriarch said that he would hand over the job to him, so he summoned a few confidantes over that night, and let him take over directly.

But perhaps because he wanted to test Fu Ning, the old master didn't teach him how to deal with it as he would a real child. He just mentioned a few words, and left the rest to him.

However, Fu Ning was not really ignorant of children, and it took him some time to sort out the relationship, but—he didn't plan to directly use the old master's people right now.After all, the things that can be investigated now are still within his ability.

At two o'clock.

Feng Yu was still sleeping soundly in his dream, but he was suddenly shaken awake by someone: "Get up! Someone is looking for you."

"Ugh... no, please, brother please, let me sleep for a while..."

Feng Yu burrowed into the quilt in pain, but Feng Yun remained unmoved: "Ziyu is here."

"Ah.... Whoever he is.... Heavenly King Lao Tzu also..."

Feng Yu paused in his struggle, and got out of the quilt with difficulty: "Ziyu?"

"it's me."

A clear voice came to mind, Feng Yu looked at his elder brother sitting by the bed, then looked at Fu Ning who was standing outside the tent, looking at him with a smile, and moaned in pain: "Don't you all need to sleep? ?”

Feng Yun ignored him, looked at Fu Ning and said, "The man has woken up, you can talk to him directly if you have something to do. I'll go to the Ministry of War to make an appointment first; as for what you said, I will pay more attention to it."

Fu Ning nodded: "Thank you."

Feng Yun has always acted vigorously and decisively when he spoke and acted. After explaining, he got up and left in a hurry.Feng Yu was stunned under the covers for a while, took the tea that Fu Ning handed him, took a big gulp, still couldn't hold back, and yawned big: "I painted for half a night yesterday, and I On the table, see for yourself."

Although Feng Yu didn't pay much attention to his talents and studies, he was good at painting Danqing, especially good at drawing figures.But as long as he described the appearance of that person in detail, then he could draw a picture that is not far from the ten.As soon as Feng Yan came back yesterday, Feng Yu asked her carefully and drew the appearance of the suspicious woman.

Fu Ning looked at the thick stack of drafts and the wet inkstone on the table, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Feng Yu sat by the bed, struggling between opening and closing his eyelids: "Okay, what are we talking about?"

Fu Ning picked up the image on his desk. It was a middle-aged woman with a long face and ordinary hair accessories. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing special about it; but those eyes were very special. : Sunken eye sockets, many wrinkles around the eyes, not pretty, but very impressive.

"Is this what the old lady looks like?"

Feng Yu nodded: "If Yan'er remembers correctly, she should be like this."

Fu Ning frowned: "Her eyes... don't look like people from the Central Plains."

Feng Yu sighed: "Indeed. But there are people coming and going in the capital, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to find just by this clue."

But Fu Ning laughed softly: "Not necessarily." He picked up the drawing paper, "Lend it to me, and I'll invite you to sleep when I come back."

Feng Yu smiled wryly: "Then I will enter your room with the front foot, and the prince who can't be offended will rush in with the back foot, and throw me upside down into the lotus pond to feed the fish. Forget it, forget it, I want two more Good day."

Fu Ning paused, and suddenly felt a "thump" in his heart.

Feng Yu had made similar jokes a few times before, but he never took it to heart; but listening to it now, he always felt that there was something else in it.

Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Feng Yu asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ning looked at him and asked, "Why are you..."

Feng Yu was puzzled: "Why?"

The words were on the lips, but Funing couldn't say them.Could it be that he directly asked Feng Yu why he knew that Xun Yi was a little strange to him, or asked Feng Yu why he made fun of Xun Yi every now and then?If you think about it like this, it's okay, if you say it, even such a good friend will feel a little weird, especially since he and Xun Yi are both men......

"It's nothing." Funing put away the painting, and finally didn't ask any more questions. After saying goodbye, he left in a hurry.

As the sun gradually rose, the capital gradually became bustling.

In the Shizi Mansion, the third prince looked at the painters in the yard, and exclaimed: "Gu Bai, Liu Pingzhi...tsk, you even invited Zhang Jiu? This painting, but even the emperor can't praise it!" Absolutely."

He rushed to a hot spot yesterday, and today he specially woke up early to come to the Shizi Mansion to watch the excitement, and his little cousin did not disappoint him.

Xun Yi's tone was flat: "Since it can change color, it must be a trick on the paper or paint; I'm not good at it, so naturally I have to ask someone who is good at it to help me."

The third prince looked at the courteous servants in the courtyard, as well as the painters who were frowning and thinking, and sighed: "If you chase after some young lady at the end of your obsession, I'm afraid you'll have embraced the beauty long ago; but you just... ..." He looked at Xun Yi's cold eyes, held back the words behind him, and laughed, "Forget it, as long as you are happy."

Feng Yu: I worked so hard _(:з」∠)_?