Chapter 372： Black-bellied Xiaoyin teaches mistress (3)

Chapter 372 Black-bellied Xiaoyin teaches Xiaosan a lesson (3)

uncle? So, it was Guo Kuang.

Ning Yue thought of the picture of beauties in the waterside pavilion again, wondering if it was also made by Guo Kuang.

If so, why did Guo Kuang draw Xuanyin's mother?

Ning Yue's eyes fell on a pair of scrolls inserted in the bottle: "Can I have a look?"

The imperial concubine said casually: "Look."

Ning Yue opened the scroll and found that it was the painting in the Waterside Pavilion, but after a closer look, she realized that the posture was not right. The one in the Waterside Pavilion was standing by the river, and this one was standing on the bridge. They were all from their backs , wearing a blue curtain, revealing a hand that was as white as if it had no warmth.

"Who is this?" Ning Yue asked knowingly.

The imperial concubine turned around, saw the scroll that Ning Yue had opened, her eyes froze for a moment, and said with a sneer, "Oh, an old friend." As she spoke, she put away the scroll without a trace.

But Ning Yue noticed the seal where it was signed, Guo Kuangyin.

Ning Yue can be sure that the person in the painting is not Bai Wei'er, but Xuanyin's mother.

The imperial concubine only said that she was an old friend—

The old man is the old man, what do you do to collect her portrait?

Is it because it’s my brother’s work?

But why did Guo Kuang paint so many portraits of Xuan Yinniangqin?

Countless doubts flew through Ning Yue's mind. Soon, Ning Yue remembered that on the day of Bai Wei'er's accident, Guo Kuang asked the imperial concubine to help her with the alibi—

"Uncle is really a considerate person. He values ​​his family more than his official career. Thanks to Uncle for releasing the water last time, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to clean up if I jumped into the Yellow River."

The imperial concubine's complexion suddenly became serious: "Your uncle is not the kind of person who bends the law for personal gain!" After she finished speaking, she realized that her tone was too harsh, and said slowly, "He has been an official for many years, and he just broke the law." That was just one instance."

For whom did you make an exception? For her? Or... Xuanyin?

Ning Yue didn't think any further.

…

Sun Yao rested for an hour, and her spirit eased up. Ning Yue reassured him again and again that the emperor knew that she had a stroke because of eating too much Longevity Pill, and it had nothing to do with the tea she made, so she finally felt relieved.

The two bid farewell to the imperial concubine and left the palace together.

At the gate of the palace, I met Guo Kuang who came from the Ministry of Justice. He twisted two bags of chestnuts, gave each of Sun Yao and Ning Yue a bag, and said: "I bought some chestnuts fried in sugar on the way. I wanted to give the imperial concubine a taste. It suddenly occurred to me that she had bad teeth recently..."

Sun Yao took it with a smile: "Thank you uncle."

Ning Yue also thanked her, but said in her heart that Xuanyin is a well-known chestnut lover, chestnut cake, chestnut soup, chestnut cake... everything related to chestnuts is his favorite, Guo Kuang really just dropped in to buy it for him. The imperial concubine's?

At this moment, Xuan Yin's carriage drove over, the curtain was lifted, Xuan Yin jumped off the ground, and slowly walked towards Ning Yue.

Guo Kuang greeted with a smile: "Xiao Yin."

Xuanyin didn't even look at him, but glanced at the bag in Ning Yue's hand, and Ning Yue said, "It's from my uncle."

Xuanyin picked up the bag and was about to throw it away. Guo Kuang's eyes dimmed, and Ning Yue quickly grabbed Xuanyin's hand and said, "I, I like to eat!"

"Oh." Xuanyin glanced lazily at Guo Kuang, "Thank you very much."

Guo Kuang's eyes lighted up slightly, with a little excitement: "No...it's nothing."

Xuanyin didn't bother to talk to him, and pulled Ning Yue into the carriage.

Sun Yao knew that Xuanyin and the Guo family were not on good terms, so she smiled awkwardly and got into the car too.

Guo Kuang stood at the gate of the palace, looked at the carriage gradually disappearing at the end, and sighed softly.

(end of this chapter)