Chapter 826: The emperor loves to listen to stories told in this palace (37)
Xiang Xing was puzzled.
At that time, the carriage speed slowed down a bit, and then she suddenly felt that the front of the carriage sank slightly.
Afterwards, there was a soft knock on the door, accompanied by a low whistle, from outside the carriage: "Master, urgent report!"
The first words finally recovered from his endless meditation, his eyes narrowed: "Say."
"Yes."
The shadow guard responded and continued, "The son, the subordinates were near the city of Ximeng, and unexpectedly received some news from Aya."
As he said, he suddenly stretched out his hand from the carriage and handed in a small plain scroll. "This is the portrait of Aunt Aya based on the description of the surrounding people. It may not be accurate, but he also asked the son. Look."
"..."
The first resignation paused, then took the scroll and unfolded.
A graceful middle-aged woman dressed in unique costumes of southern Xinjiang was vividly drawn on rice paper.
At first glance, the man didn't see much.
But Xiang Xing in his arms widened his soft eyes a little bit in astonishment, and they were about to protrude and fell onto the painting.
Even one couldn't hold back, he stretched out his hand, snatched the portrait from the man, and stared.
This……
Isn't this the Bayang Queen guard Hongling she just saw? ? ?
"...Queen, have you seen her?"
Seeing Xiang Xing's unusual behavior, the first speech frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but ask lightly.
"……Ok."
The little guy nodded heavily.
Immediately closing his eyes, he quickly rummaged through the memory of the original lady's sister.
After flipping for a while, I finally found some pictures related to this sister, then opened his eyes again and stared at the first speech.
With a serious face, "When my concubine was young, I saw this lady in the prime minister's residence."
"The Prime Minister's Mansion..."
The first words murmured a little, and he couldn't help but tighten his thin lips, his expression became more complex and deep.
This Aya has something to do with Xiang Qian.
Aunt Ling, Princess Ling Luo, emperor brother, mother queen, Xiang Qian.
Then catch the fragmentary clues that have been collected one after another during this period...
Suddenly, the man suddenly felt that there seemed to be a knotted network in his mind, which was slowly unfolding, making his thinking more clear.
But at the same time, the carriage has slowly stopped.
Their destination, Ping An Inn, has arrived.
At this time, it was getting late. The first thing I thought about was to put this group of nets aside first, first arrange everything around me, and then find a quiet time to analyze it slowly.
...
Into the night.
Xiang Xing was already half-dead from the exhaustion of the boat and car. He washed casually, then turned off the lights, and climbed onto the soft bed, ready to sleep in the dark.
The man on the side hugged her lightly as usual, but only closed his eyes and continued to untie his net in his mind.
I don't know how long it has been.
Xiang Xing was in a daze when he heard a quack sirens from Duck Duck in his head: [A Xing! Ah Xing wake up! There is a situation! ! ]
[……what? ]
The little guy replied distressedly and depressed.
However, when Duck Ya took the initiative to open the GPS map, and pointed at a red dot of pig liver that was slowly approaching, he quacked and yelled: [You Kang! That aunt is here! She is squatting on the roof of the inn now! ...No, she's down! She hung it by the window! ! ]
[what? ! ]
Xiang Xing suddenly became agitated by its yelling in such a mess, and most of his mind was immediately awake.