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Hearing this name, Duan Xiaohe was a little dazed. The bottom of her heart exploded like thunder, not because of those two words, but because Old Man Duan actually knew the woman in the portrait, and even more so because of the terrified and flustered expression on his face.

He took a few deep breaths before picking up the portrait again. He examined it twice more before returning to the table. He poured some water into a small teacup and carefully applied it to the bottom right corner of the portrait.

She was too far away to see anything at the bottom right corner. Just as he was trying to guess what it was about, he heard Old Man Duan slapping the table loudly.

"Duan Xiaohe!"

Duan Xiaohe's tiger body trembled, her elbow bumped into two wooden boards at the side, causing a sound of movement. Old Man Duan abruptly turned her head, her sinister gaze staring fixedly in her direction.

That look... Other than the Hunter Cao, she had really never seen anyone else who had one. These were all countryside, simple peasants. How could Old Man Duan have such a sinister and frightening look in his eyes …

With a bang, the door plate in front of Duan Xiaohe was pushed open. Duan Xiaohe raised her head, wanting to muddle through crazily and foolishly, but Old Man Duan grabbed her wrist tightly and dragged her all the way to the hall.

When Lady Wang heard the commotion, he ran over to take a look. Seeing his posture, he hurriedly advised: "What's wrong, if you have something to say, why are you doing it?"

"Get up!"

Father Duan's voice was not even the slightest bit hot and his entire Lady Wang were all rooted in place. Father Duan closed the door to the hall, then turned around and picked up the portrait and placed it before her.

"Where did you get this painting?"

The woman in the painting was still the same, but there was an extra row of small words in the lower right corner. She knew the inscription didn't care where it was, but she had an impression that most of the inscription was on the left side, so she looked at the row of small words on the right.

It was a poem, full of love, about the painter's love for the lady in the painting. Duan Xiaohe was only slightly better in primary school. Now that she had grown up and only got nineteen points on the math test, there was no need to talk about the honey-sounding poem anymore.

It was signed with a flamboyant and flamboyant figure. It seemed out of place with that line of poems, as if this name was even more magnificent than the one in the poem.

Duan Xiaohe's mind twitched, she suppressed the portrait blocking her sight, then looked at Papa Duan and asked: "Who is this Chen Hua?"

Old Man Duan suddenly shook and covered her mouth with her hands. Duan Xiaohe was shocked, in her panic she dropped the portrait. Old Man Duan panicked, as if she had broken something incredible. She quickly bent down to pick it up and gently and carefully patted off the dust on it.

"Father …"

She called out hoarsely for Father Duan, but he didn't reply for a long time. She still had some lingering fear in her heart when she thought back to the look in her father's eyes at that time.

"This thing has always been hidden in the palace. Who gave it to you?"

Deep Palace? Dammit! Qin Rui actually went to the palace to steal?

Only then did Duan Xiaohe remember when Old Man Duan first saw this portrait, he fell to the ground and called out to the Empress …

What the heck! This surprise was too great!

"You … you mean, my mother is the Empress of the palace?"

Old man Duan turned around abruptly. Although his gaze wasn't as frightening as before, it was still icy cold. He sneered, his cold eyes full of mockery.

"Empress? Even if she's the Empress, do you think you can become a princess? Do you think it is that easy to get such an identity? You're not afraid of death, and you're saying you want to go to the capital? What ability do you have to go to the capital? Do you believe that as long as you step into the capital, your head will fall off!? "No matter who gave you this, you'll have to stay away from me in the future. Do you hear me?"

Old Man Duan spoke in a very sharp tone, but her action of putting away the portrait was especially gentle. Duan Xiaohe clenched her teeth, and directly snatched the portrait in her hand.

"I purposely arranged this scene to ask what my relationship with the woman in the painting was. Since things have already gotten to this stage, can't you just finish your words? "

Old Man Duan had a bitter expression on his face. She called out to him twice more before he gritted his teeth and recounted a part of his past that he didn't want to talk about anymore.

He had just taken his wife, the present Empress Dowager, not long before he had raised the flag to revolt. The woman in the painting was called Xue Zhen, and she was just a foot-washing girl in front of his wife. History has always been shockingly similar. This subject did not like a delicate wife, but wanted the family of a lovely wife with a powerful background. When he met this shoe-washing girl later on, he felt true love.

At first, the beautiful wife thought that this subject had been enlightened and was overjoyed. However, it was only until Xue Zhen's stomach gradually grew up that she realized that she had married another person and had a deep relationship with that lowly girl.

Her lovely wife was furious and wanted to beat the little girl to death. He only said that when the child was born, he would leave Xue Zhen's life in her care.

Because they wanted to raise the flag and rebel, the two families were tightly tied together, so the lovely wife could only agree. Since his wife was unable to give birth to him, she decided on Xue Zhen, who had bribed the doctor to turn her twin into a single child.

On the day of the revolt, Xue Zhen gave birth to twins. She left her son behind and sent her daughter out.

He succeeded in making this subject an emperor, his wife had a son and a queen, and the girl who washed his feet had also become an empress …

Old Man Duan looked deeply at her, "Do you think her days are going well? Do you really think that even if she gave birth to her son, she could really ascend the branch and become a phoenix? "She is pushing herself to the brink of death."

Duan Xiaohe's eyes were stifled, and her heart was beating wildly. She's dead? "

"Dead. I've been a concubine for three years and haven't received the slightest bit of respect. My life is worse than that foot washing girl's life. On the day the prince was born, she was granted death by the empress. I heard that at that time, she had another child in her womb … "

Duan Xiaohe took a deep breath, unable to say anything for a long time. If she had given birth to two daughters, wouldn't it be useless to the then delicate wife and the empress dowager then? Had her life ended long ago?

She had been sent out and kept alive. Was this a gift from her mother to the original owner?

"For some reason, the rumor that the prince was not the empress and his own mother was a shoeshine girl spread all over the world. After her death, the empress suppressed the matter. Anyone who mentions her name or discuss the matter is already dead. "

So even if Xue Zhen, the original owner's mother, died, no one would dare to remember her?

"You, you already know her, then who are you?"

Old Man Duan's expression turned slightly sluggish. After a long time, he lowered his eyes and said, "At that time, I was only a servant of the late emperor's family, and I was just a lowly servant. They were taken to the palace. "

"She handed me over to you, and you led me all the way here?"

"No." "No …" Old Man Duan shook his head. She had a sister, and after she had been pampered, that person became her little girl. It was her little girl who brought you here. The phoenix tail hairpin that you were wearing was that little girl's. "

Duan Xiaohe's brows twitched, "Where's that girl?"

The old man let out a long sigh, "Three years later, she was gone. When I sneaked out of the palace to catch up, she was already seriously ill. Even you were dying of hunger. The only thing left behind was that phoenix tail hairpin."

The original owner simply could not recall the memories of when she was two or three years old, so she had no idea about what Old Man Duan had said. However, what did it matter? She was not the original owner. She was a parasitic ghost and could not experience the sorrow of the original owner. He just sighed at the death of the original owner.

Both of them were silent for a while. After a long time, she suddenly asked, "The one who is with me is the current emperor?"

Old Man Duan raised his head again. His eyes no longer held any sharpness, only a deep sense of exhaustion. He nodded his head heavily and had already explained the answer.

This information was too much for her to digest. She had a lot of information about Great Chong in her mind, but suddenly her mind cleared up. She remembered the name Chen Luo.

After thinking carefully, the general also suddenly became serious three years after he ascended to the throne. Although she didn't sign the testamentary edict after death, the empress could only clear the obstacles for her son if she wanted to remain in a high position. Therefore, it wasn't the little prince who seized the throne, but the empress who had long since arranged everything …

Although they had seen too much in the TV series, they had no right to speak without experiencing it personally. Duan Xiaohe's feelings were so complicated that it was hard to explain.

"How open-minded do you think the empress dowager is now? "She's already raised a son for others, and now that you're here, do you think she'll accept you the same way she did with His Majesty?" Old man Duan's voice became colder and colder, "She will kill you, and even kill everyone related to you!"

Liu San?

Duan Xiaohe's heart stopped for a moment, as she suddenly understood that there was a reason why this world should have such power. If she wanted to be engaged so recklessly, she could only push herself into a pit!

Since the countryside was so good and peaceful, she was willing to stay for the rest of her life.

"I'm not going to the capital. I just want to ask the owner of this painting. Now that I know, I'm no longer curious. "

Duan Xiaohe ran out of the hall in a hurry, and when she was outside the door, she did not know where to go. I suddenly miss Liu San, so I might as well just wait at the door for him to return home.

Someone grabbed her and led her to a tree.

"Look, I told you that you had some sort of relationship with the emperor. Duan Xiaohe, your father destroyed my country, and slaughtered my entire family. I have long said this before, there is an enmity between our nations, so tell me, should I blame this on you? "