Could it be that the general has a crush on me

Zhuo Ling originally entered the secret room with the intention of grabbing Qi Yunshuo, but when he saw the situation in the secret room clearly, he was completely stunned.

He thought that the secret room must be completely dark, so he took out the torch, but the truth is, there are several large night pearls placed around the secret room, so it looks very bright.

"Why are they all paintings..."

He walked a few steps in, and there were paintings one after another before he saw them. He picked them up and looked at them, and found that there was a person painted on them, only the back side, so he couldn't see the face clearly.

After putting down this one, I changed it again, this time it was sideways, but because my head was turned to the other side, I still couldn't see the face clearly.

Zhuo Ling patiently looked at the pictures one by one, but the rare patience was quickly exhausted.

After looking at more than a dozen paintings in a row, each one showed a person, either from the back or from the side, and he finally found the front one with his head down. He couldn't help but wonder if the painter didn't know how to draw facial features. .

But this painting skill doesn't look like it can be drawn by ordinary people, at least there must be some research in the painting, I always feel that it shouldn't be impossible to draw the facial features.

"Which weirdo is it... Scary!"

Zhuo Ling lowered his head to look at the signature in the lower right corner, but was startled by those two words, and murmured: "Mu Ling? Could it be the rumored number one painter, Mr. Mu Ling?"

He took a closer look at the seal and found that it was indeed the words "Mu Ling's Seal", and then checked the other paintings, each of which was signed by Mu Ling.

"Young master Mu Ling's paintings are hard to come by. How could there be so many of his paintings in Qi Yunshuo's secret room... Could it be that the two of them know each other?"

Zhuo Ling suddenly became interested. Although there are many rumors about Mr. Mu Ling in the world, it is said that no one knows who he is, what he looks like, and when he will appear.

All in all, he is a person who sees his head but never ends. The reason why he is famous is entirely due to his superb painting skills.

If Qi Yunshuo really knew Mr. Mu Ling, then he might know what Mu Ling looked like.

It may even be possible to help introduce it. It seems to be a very interesting thing to meet the mysterious first painter.

After making up his mind, Zhuo Ling put down the painting and began to search to see if there was any clue. If he had a clue, it might be easier to succeed in this matter.

However, it is a pity that there are no other things in this secret room except paintings. After a rough estimate, there are probably hundreds of thousands of paintings piled up here, and what is even more exaggerated is that each painting seems to be the same person. .

"I always feel a little familiar... No, isn't it rumored that Mr. Mu Ling never draws people? At the beginning, he was unwilling to draw a person when someone offered him ten thousand taels of gold. How could there be so many portraits of people?"

Zhuo Ling muttered and exited the secret room. After finding the mechanism and closing the door again, he began to guess what was going on.

But my understanding of Mu Ling is limited to those rumors, so I can't figure it out.

He couldn't figure it out, so he had to go to that guy Qi Yunshuo, and he pondered for a while how to make that guy Qi Yunshuo agree to his request.

The two of them didn't get along in the first place, and with the quarrel in Fengyulou just now, they always felt that the probability of getting this done was almost zero.

"Will that guy agree...it's strange..."

He sighed and continued to sit back on the chair, thinking that if Qi Yunshuo refused to agree, he would sell all the paintings in the secret room, how much gold he would get!

The more important point is that he will definitely be able to piss that guy off. He has collected so many paintings of Mr. Mu Ling. He must admire Mu Ling very much. If he knows that his hard-earned paintings have been sold, he might be pissed off. die.

In the following time, Zhuo Ling kept thinking about these things, and the heart that was a little sad about Yao Qixue just now had long forgotten that he was sad.

After the morning court on the second day, Zhuo Ling hurriedly followed Qi Yunshuo back to the East Palace. The guards in the East Palace were a little curious, why did the two people who were originally incompatible, seem to be getting so close recently?

"General Qi, what do you always do with the prince? Don't you hate the prince the most?"

Qi Yunshuo lay lazily on the bed, and didn't even look at Zhuo Ling. Zhuo Ling was a little angry, but remembering that there was still a task ahead of him, he forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Your Highness, I... I have some very important matters to discuss with Your Highness, I don't know..."

As Zhuo Ling spoke, he glanced at the maids and eunuchs who were waiting beside him, and Qi Yunshuo waved his hand knowingly to signal them to leave first.

When there were only the two of them left in the sleeping hall, Zhuo Ling immediately recovered his nature, leaned over and squeezed Qi Yunshuo away, and sat down on the soft bed by himself.

This soft bed was specially built by his order. What he likes to do most is to lie on it and think about things. He is not used to not having to lie down these days.

Qi Yunshuo, who was suddenly squeezed away, didn't get up, but just squeezed on the edge of the collapse, Zhuo Ling couldn't help frowning when he saw that he wouldn't let go: "Get up..."

"This is the East Palace."

"I'm still the crown prince!" Zhuo Ling cursed in a low voice, Qi Yunshuo smiled indifferently, stretched out a hand to hook his shoulder, and said, "General Qi, if others hear this, your head Guazi is about to move."

"leave me alone!"

His embrace like this is like the feeling of two people hugging and lying on a soft bed. If it is a man and a woman, it is normal, two big men, Zhuo Ling always feels a bit awkward, especially this other man is still him since he was a child. rival.

"I can't get up, I'm very tired."

"You are so tired."

"You have sat in this seat for so long, don't you know how much trouble you have to face?!"

"That's your lack of ability!"

Qi Yunshuo didn't refute. In fact, he really felt a little tired. Although he hadn't reached the point where he couldn't get up, it was obvious that he didn't like this kind of life in the palace.

I am used to living in the border since I was a child, and I will definitely not be able to adapt to a different way of life now, especially when dealing with problems and at the same time maintaining the image of the prince as an idiot.

Zhuo Ling struggled for a while and couldn't push it away, so he didn't bother to move, and said straight to the point: "I found a secret room in your room last night."

As soon as these words were uttered, Qi Yunshuo's eyes, which were originally closed and rested, opened in an instant. Zhuo Ling felt that there was something going on when he saw it, and hurriedly said: "I also found something about you inside."

"Handle? Weichen doesn't know what's behind it."

"Hmph, you've done so many things to thank your heart, it's no wonder you don't have a handle."

"It turns out that His Highness has always been so concerned about Weichen's affairs. Weichen is really touched."

Zhuo Ling's face changed, and he said seriously: "Who cares about your shit? Don't you read military books that say knowing yourself and the enemy can win a hundred battles? So even if I pay attention to you, it's just to keep track of the enemy's dynamics."

"rational……"

"Then you haven't really recruited."

"Recruit what?"

"Something in the Chamber of Secrets."

"If I remember correctly, there are only a few paintings in that secret room, and this needs to be explained?"

"How many paintings? Come on, there are hundreds of thousands of them piled up there. Also, if it's just ordinary paintings, there's no need to be so surprised, but who painted them, Mr. Mu Ling, the number one painter in Jianghu, his Paintings are something money can’t buy!”

Zhuo Ling spoke excitedly, but Qi Yunshuo still acted like that, he didn't show how enthusiastic he was about this topic, Zhuo Ling felt a little strange.

Since Qi Yunshuo has collected so many paintings of Young Master Mu Ling, he must have admired and admired Young Master Mu Ling very much. How could the person he admired be so mediocre.

"Quickly explain clearly!"

"You also said that Mu Ling's paintings can't be bought with money, let alone I don't have any money."

"Where did it come from? Don't tell me you stole it."

"Your Highness, is this the kind of person Wei Chen is in your eyes?" Qi Yunshuo moved closer as he spoke, Zhuo Ling leaned back unaccustomedly, covered his chest with his hand and said, "If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't get too close to me!"

"Have you seen Mu Ling's paintings?"

"Of course I have."

"Then you can't tell the truth from the fake?"

"Authentic? I looked at a few pictures carefully yesterday, and I think they are all true."

"It seems that His Highness's skill in appreciating paintings is no more than that."

"What on earth are you trying to say? Could it be that those are all fake?"

Qi Yunshuo finally straightened his expression, and replied, "Well, they are all fakes."

"Fake? Impossible. I didn't feel anything wrong when I looked at those paintings yesterday. They are clearly the paintings of Mr. Mu Ling."

"How can I get so much money if it's hard to find? It's just that some hawkers find someone to make fakes in order to make money. If someone reports it, I will take someone to check it out. I haven't found a way to deal with it yet. "

Zhuo Ling was a little dubious, he felt that he had done some research in painting appreciation.

So I don't really want to question my ability, but Qi Yunshuo's expression doesn't look like he's joking.

Besides, what he said made sense, how could so many Mr. Mu Ling's paintings have been collected, maybe Mr. Mu Ling has never painted so many paintings since he became famous.

"If it's really a fake, then the person who imitated it is also very good, even I was fooled."

Qi Yunshuo looked at him quietly for a while, and then asked after he finished sighing, "Do you like Mu Ling's paintings very much?"

"Nonsense, that's the number one painter. Anyone who likes to collect paintings, who doesn't like him."

"Really..." Qi Yunshuo narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while and then said, "Then if I say I am, would you still like it?"

Zhuo Ling let out a bewildered cry, and then stared at Qi Yunshuo in a daze. He always felt that the expression on Qi Yunshuo's face was a bit strange at the moment, an indescribable feeling...