During these seven days, Prince Jing's Mansion also sent people.

It was not Chu Chengye who came. He had a distinguished status, but he didn't expect Tianlao to be in bad luck.

Of course, what the person sent by Prince Jing's Mansion said was: "The prince is running around for His Highness the Sixth Highness. He has been having a hard time eating and sleeping these days. He can only hope that His Highness can be rescued as soon as possible!"

This sentence is Chu Chengyu's greatest expectation and greatest confidence in the prison.

But what did he expect?

Become a commoner and guard the imperial mausoleum.

This meant that he had to stay away from the capital, no longer have a title, no longer a salary. Chu Chengyu only had hatred in his heart.

He didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. He only blamed Chu Chengye for not doing his best for him.

At this time, the arrival of Mr. Xue made Chu Chengyu's evil fire finally find a place to vent. He said coldly to Mr. Xue: "Why are you still here? Do you still want to... I said, he is here

Are you running for my cause and thinking of ways to save me?"

Mr. Xue bowed his hand to him politely, took out a bag of silver and handed it over, saying: "Your Highness, Your Highness King Jing has indeed done his best for His Highness the Sixth Prince! However, His Highness's troubles this time are really too big.

, not to mention those sons of ordinary people, His Highness took them captive, but you didn’t even let go of the sons of senior officials and nobles. If nothing else, Ningshan Gong’s youngest son was the most beloved by him.

Uncle Shunyi only has an only son. You kidnapped those two people. They both broke their heads in front of the emperor. I only ask the emperor for justice. No matter how hard His Highness King Jing works, no matter how hard Concubine Ning begs,

, they tried their best to save His Highness’s life!”

Chu Chengyu sneered in his heart, trying his best?

As the most beloved concubine in the palace, the emperor's father treats her more favorably than the queen. If he blows the pillow a few more times, the emperor will demote her to a commoner?

Chu Chengye and Chu Yuncheng were equally powerful in the court, accounting for one-third of their power. How could they think of a way to save him? If he really tried his best, could he be driven to guard the imperial mausoleum?

In the eyes of the mother-in-law, he is not the eldest son who can earn her the position of queen mother;

In Chu Chengye's eyes, he is just a chess piece that can be given up at any time.

He is the son of his mother and concubine, so why was he born as a foil? He could only become Chu Chengye's thug and chess piece?

What the mother-in-law said to him was always: You and your brother are the mother-in-law's destiny. Only if you try your best to help your brother and get him to that position can the three of us, mother and son, truly have peace of mind.

Cheng Yu, you have to be sensible. Your brother is the eldest son and he has great hopes. Let’s work together and your brother will not forget your kindness in the future!

Bah, I will never forget his kindness, but now he is demoted to a commoner and goes to a place far away from the palace to guard the imperial tomb?

He kept this account in mind, and unless he had no chance to turn over, if he was given a chance, he would definitely let Chu Chengye experience what he suffered today.

Chu Chengyu snatched the silver from Mr.

Mr. Xue explained a few more words, and Chu Chengyu's attitude was very good, even kind and gentle.

Then, Chu Chengyu followed the messenger and left. Mr. Xue stood there and shook his head gently.

He has to go back and tell His Royal Highness King Jing, King An, oh no, the attitude of the common man Chu Chengyu is not right. This man's eyes are higher than the top, and now he can talk with a smile. I'm afraid it's not that he is sensible, but that he has a lot of resentment.

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On the right side of Yongxing Street in the south of the Imperial City, there is a very exquisite house with three entrances. Inside, it has been renovated, including a garden with a small pond, and even the pruning of the grass and trees. Everything is exquisite.

The servants in the courtyard are also energetic young men and smart girls between the ages of sixteen and twenty-two.

In the study room on the left side of the main house, there is a large desk by the window. In front of the desk, a woman in plain clothes stands facing the window. Her back is slender but solemn. Even from the back, it seems that the owner's unparalleled grace can be seen.

She waved her hand and drew carefully on a piece of white paper.

As the brush and ink blur and describe, a pretty figure gradually leaps onto the screen.

That figure stood in the middle of the street, wearing a green shirt and looking unrestrained. People around him were coming and going, but he stood out from the crowd, making people unable to take their eyes away, and people unable to ignore his unique demeanor.

However, there was only one pair of eyes on his face, and below the eyes, there was nothing.

The woman's pen stopped again and again on the face of the young man in green shirt, but she couldn't finish it.

Finally, she sighed softly, gave up painting, and put down her pen.

She picked up the painting and dried the ink on it gently and carefully.

As she picked up this painting, she realized that underneath this painting was another one, also of an upright young man in blue clothes, but instead of standing in the middle of the street, he flew down from a three-story building on the street.

On the figure, on the building, the words "Sihai Tower" are faintly visible.

The young man's figure is as elegant as moving clouds and as free and unrestrained as flowing water. The young man's face in this painting also has only eyes, a pair of eyes as bright as stars, as bright as obsidian, and shining with light.

After the woman dried the ink on the painting, she put the painting aside, and then lifted up the painting that flew down. Below was the figure of the young man who was about to move but had not moved, appearing in the window on the third floor of Sihai Tower.

As she picked them up one by one and took a closer look, it turned out that this pile was all painted with a young man in a green shirt, but like a comic strip, when combined, it was a young man in a green shirt jumping from the third floor of the Sihai Building.

, the scene of running into the middle of the street, saving a child who was unaware of the approaching danger, and stopping the evil slave from committing murder.

However, the woman's painting skills are very good, so every picture is lifelike, and the heroic appearance of the young man can be seen in every picture.

The only pity is that these young boys in the paintings only have one pair of eyes on their faces.

This woman is Ming Qinxue.

She bought a house here, and after it was renovated, she moved here from Mu Zhai and has been living here for some time.

In her spare time, what she likes to do most is painting.

Paint the same person, paint the same scene, paint the figure of the young man in green shirt that she has never forgotten in her heart, but has never appeared in front of her eyes again.

Because of the young man in green shirt, she had gone through a detour and mistakenly mistook that disgusting Chu Yuncheng for him, which made Ming Qinxue feel very sad. She was really blind, the young man in green shirt had such clean eyes, even if

She couldn't remember the face clearly, but she remembered the eyes clearly.

Is Chu Yuncheng worthy?

Didn't she use Chu Yuncheng to blaspheme the young man in green shirt?

She gently touched the blank part of the painting where the young man's eyes were. She was trying to recall, and there seemed to be some fog loosening in her mind.

Ming Qinxue thought, maybe it won't be long before she can remember the appearance of the young man in green shirt!

No, why even think about it? Can't she go see him?
Chapter completed!