Although no one lived here for a long time, Uncle Liu still ordered people to clean up the place every day, just like how a wangfei would return in the future.
Inside was clean and spotless. Yan Yuan walked straight to the cabinet in front of the desk and took out a portrait from inside.
This picture was specially drawn by Liu Ruo Qing that day in order to find Liu Qian Xun. At that time, he had seen it from afar in the courtyard, although it was only a portrait, but her drawing style was a little special.
Later on, because he met Liu Qian Xun in Huaxi Town, he did not look at this painting again.
Previously, when Sixth Brother said that it was very likely that the person on top of the cliff was Ye Man, he connected everything together and thought it through.
He had heard the person who checked the information about Ye Man's obsession with cleanliness say that he would naturally have an impression of the clothes on the painting as well.
His analysis was the same as Yan Xiao's, so when he looked at Ye Man's portrait again, it was immediately linked to his own picture.
Following that, he was shocked.
At this moment, he looked at the portrait that Liu Ruo Qing had asked him to put away that day. The lines and the drawing were exactly the same as the drawing of Ye Man on the portrait in his hands.
His eyes were glued to the two portraits, not daring to blink for even a moment, fearing that he would miss any of the details.
Uncle Liu stood quietly outside the door, not daring to enter. Ever since the princess passed away, the prince had grown even more lonely and cold due to his sorrowful death.
At this moment, he suddenly came to the room where the wangfei used to stay, and was afraid that he was thinking about her again. Uncle Liu didn't dare to go in and disturb her, but he also didn't dare to leave, fearing that the prince wouldn't be able to think of something and would do something irrevocable.
As a result, he could only wait outside quietly. There was not a single sound coming from inside as he walked towards the window quietly and peeked inside. He saw that Prince Jing was earnestly staring at the two paintings with an unfathomable expression.
He stood thoughtfully for a moment, then looked away, not daring to peek again.
Following that, Yan Yuan's loud laughter came from inside, the laughter got louder and louder, sounding like he was very happy, but in the midst of happiness, there were also a few hints of sadness.
Uncle Liu was a little suspicious and looked in through the window worriedly. Seeing Yan Yuan still laughing, the smile made Uncle Liu feel that it was strange, but somehow, he did not feel worried anymore.
Then, they heard Yan Yuan mumbling, "It's Qing Er, it's really Qing Er …"
Uncle Liu's mouth muscles stiffened. Did he still feel reassured that it was too early? Why did the prince look at the portraits of the two men and say they were 'wangfei'?
The current Yan Yuan, did not know what Uncle Liu was thinking in his heart. After putting away the two paintings, he quickly walked out of his room, the smile on his face had already disappeared, but Uncle Liu was still able to see the dazzling light that came from the colorless world behind him.
Liu Ruo Qing, who was following Qin Xuan all the way back to the Nanling, suddenly tensed up. An indescribable nervousness flashed through her heart.
It had been five days since they left the Jindu, but Liu Ruo Qing realized that her body wasn't as bad as before. She felt it was a little strange, but she didn't think too much about it.
Life and death were destined, so many things could not be forced upon. It was just that from the day before yesterday onwards, her heart was filled with an indescribable unease, and some inexplicable feelings reverberated in her heart.
This feeling had nothing to do with her illness. After all, she hadn't really cared about her illness from the beginning. But where did this anxiety come from?
Qin Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at her. Seeing her silently raise his eyebrows, the light in his eyes shifted, and he said: "Have you really thought it through? It is only five days away from Jindu. If you regret it, you can go back and look for Yan Yuan. "
Qin Xuan's voice brought Liu Ruo Qing back to reality and she suppressed the strange feeling in her heart. She shook her head at Qin Xuan and then smiled faintly, "Wait for me to recover, I will go look for him."
Although this dream was a bit distant or even extravagant, wasn't it said that dreams always existed? What if it was realized?
Qin Xuan looked at the smile in her eyes, which was pure and clean, bright and clear. He was stunned for a long time, his heart was tight with panic.
He didn't know if it was due to sympathy towards the fate of a girl like her, or for some other reason.
No matter what, he still had some respect for her.
A girl who had no relatives and no relatives, upon encountering such a great calamity, calmly accepted without grief or anger. She was not like the other girls who were weeping and wailing about, grieving over the passing of spring and autumn.
He looked at Liu Ruo Qing, and it was rare for him not to tease her, and sincerely said: "These few days, your face has been pretty good, and you have also had fewer episodes of illness. Who knows, maybe this illness will heal after not being treated."
Knowing that Qin Xuan was comforting her, Liu Ruo Qing accepted his good intentions and said: "If Prince is able to properly entertain me at Duke Yu's Mansion, maybe I'll really be able to recover completely."
"Don't worry, This King will remember to raise you."
Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Liu Ruo Qing did not think too much about it. Instead, it was Qin Xuan who froze for a moment, and then laughed at himself. He glanced at Liu Ruo Qing, and then withdrew his gaze.
Someone like him, Qin Xuan, had things that he shouldn't touch, and better not be touched.
"Let's go."
At this time, Yan Yuan, who had been riding on a horse for days and nights without stopping, rode south along the public road, wanting to catch up to Qin Xuan.
Since Qin Xuan had a painting, then it was very possible that the friend that Qin Xuan was referring to was actually Qing Er.
As long as he could catch up to Qin Xuan, he might be able to find out where Qing Er was.
At that time, he would not want anything else. The title of prince, being rich and powerful was not as important to him as a single strand of hair on Qing Er's head.
Qin Xuan left the Jindu two days earlier than him, he rushed over here day and night. According to his current speed, he should have run into Qin Xuan and the rest long ago, but on the way, he seemed to have missed Qin Xuan.
"Damn it!"
Previously, he had heard that Qin Xuan had to rush back to the Nanling in a hurry, but with his current speed, he should have caught up to him a long time ago.
"Could it be that he didn't take the official road?"
Yan Yuan frowned, if he did not walk on the official road, it would be more troublesome.
There was only one path that led to Nanling, but there were a few small paths.
If he wanted to catch up with Qin Xuan earlier, it probably wouldn't be that easy.
Since Qin Xuan did not take the official road but chose to take the small path instead, it was naturally to deceive people, which meant, the path Qin Xuan chose to take, the fewer people who passed by, the better.
However, the small path was not too hard to take. After analysing it again, Yan Yuan got up and got back on his horse. He picked a direction and galloped back to the Nanling quickly.