083: Strike back

Someone shouted that it was the second aunt of Huafu.

Everyone's eyes widened in shock, and their faces changed when they saw the unfolding picture.

Emperor Changlong looked at the picture, but saw that there were eight BMWs that wanted to rush out. The eight horses were magnificent, the painting style was awe-inspiring, and there was a very holy style of painting.

The emperor is naturally familiar with this painting, which is a famous painting he worked hard to get from the painting saint. Later, he gave up his love to the Cheng family who made great contributions.

Later, the Cheng family gave the painting to Hua Liting. The emperor also joked that he wanted to retrieve the holy painting, but it was just a joke, but it just showed the emperor's love for the painting.

There are many people who have heard of this painting, but few people have seen it.

No one present has seen the painting except Hua Qiyue, the second lady, Hua Mengshi and Mrs. Hua and several servants.

Now the second lady's scream has attracted everyone's whisper.

"It's indeed eight horses running!" Emperor Changlong's face was not very good, and the second lady also stood up trembling and knelt down with a bang.

"Your Majesty, this eight horses were given to the young lady by a woman, but I didn't expect it to... unexpectedly..."

The second lady trembled. After listening to this, Mrs. Hua's face became solemn, and a wisp of complexity flashed through her eyes.

The second lady is also involved. This matter doesn't seem to be very simple.

At this time, the little eunuch swept the back of the painting with the light, and suddenly appeared a line of small words. The small characters were extremely beautiful, and the green heart and the secluded water couldn't help covering their mouth and covering the screams that were about to be emitted.

"I stole the battle secrets of the West City from the palace on July 18 and handed them over to me after success. Huaqiyue's payment.

Those handwritings are indeed flowers and moons.

"What's going on? Those handwritings are really young lady, young lady..." Youshui whispered, and Hua Qiyue raised her eyebrows faintly, but said nothing.

Although Tianci is small, he feels that many people look at Hua Qiyue with an unfriendly look and can't help holding Hua Qiyue's hand tightly.

"Mother, they look so strange. Don't they all like their mother?"

Tianci raised his little face and asked innocently, Hua Qiyue gently stroked his head, "Tianci, how can a person make everyone like you? The most important thing to live in the world is to have a clear conscience.

God-given seemed to understand it, and Hua Qiyue gently stroked her head, "God-given, with your mother here, don't be afraid."

After listening, Tianci grinned, and his bright eyes were bright and mischievous. "Mom, if anyone dares to bully you, God will knock them down one by one!"

The child's words made Hua Qiyue's heart deeply soft.

"Your Majesty, these are the information left by Hua Qiyue to the slaves... I wanted to send the painting back after looking at it, but the villain didn't expect to leak his whereabouts before sending the painting back to the flower house..." Wang Zhong whispered, and Emperor Changlong's face was gloomy.

The queen said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, that's really eight horses!"

Everyone was silent and looked at all this coldly. The atmosphere suddenly froze to the extreme, as if the color of the night could not be opened.

"Mrs. Hua, do you think this is the handwriting of Princess Jinghua?" Emperor Changlong's heart became much colder, and his eyes looked at Mrs. Hua with extremely complicated eyes.

Mrs. Hua looked at those beautiful handwriting, and her face was even more ugly. She glanced at Hua Qiyue and said in a low voice, "Go back to the emperor, this handwriting... is indeed similar, but the handwriting can also be imitated."

"Mrs. Hua, the handwriting can be imitated, but the eight horses can't run the map, right? Princess Jinghua is a genius of our country, and I don't believe that the princess will be a spy of other countries. The queen said with regret and reminded everyone in one sentence.

The handwriting can be imitated, but the eight horses are running pictures, which is a masterpiece of painting saints.

No one can imitate this painting so realistic, right?

Emperor Changlong naturally considered this problem and looked at Hua Qiyue with a gloomy face.

Hua Qiyue slowly came out and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Qiyue has some questions to ask Wang Zhong."

"Whatever."

"Wang Zhong, who gave you this painting?" Hua Qiyue's cold eyes stared at Wang Zhong, and the chill made him creepy.

Wang Zhong straightened his back and said coldly, "That's what you asked a man in black to give to me!"

Hua Qiyue shook her head slowly, "No, I've never seen you, Wang Zhong. I'm afraid that this kind of evidence is not enough."

"Well, what slander? That was entrusted to me by you half a month ago. You are the detailed work! Although the person who contacted me had never seen you, I followed the man that night, and the man entered the door of the flower house!" Wang Zhong pointed to the flower and the moon and shouted.

"Sorry, my hand was injured by medicine 20 days ago, and it is impossible to write at all. So those handwritings are imitated by others. Hua Qiyue raised the white and tender right hand, but saw that her middle finger and index finger were wrapped in thick white gauze.

Hua Mengshi and others were shocked, and Hua Qiyue's hand was injured? Why haven't they heard of it before?

"Then how do you explain these eight horses running map, Princess Jinghua?"

Emperor Changlong said lightly and his eyes were full of killing.

Eight horses run through the picture, which is a painting that Emperor Changlong likes very much. If it hadn't been for Cheng Sheng, the owner of the Cheng family, who had been asked for this painting, Emperor Changlong would never have been willing to give the painting to him if he hadn't looked at Cheng Sheng's face.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Sheng gave the painting to his son-in-law Hua Liting, but in view of the fact that General Hua's contribution was not small, Emperor Changlong suppressed his dissatisfaction to the bottom of his heart.

But how to say, Emperor Changlong was not satisfied with the Cheng family in the end. Now that there is a lower-level qi magician in Huafu, he slowly dissolved his dissatisfaction with Huafu.

Hua Qiyue raised her eyes faintly and met the queen's night-like phoenix eyes. "Your Majesty, Qiyue doesn't know why this Wang Zhong has eight horses running pictures."

As soon as this word came out, the queen was slightly happy.

Listen to Hua Qiyue's words, it seems that she will win!

At this moment, she has been waiting for a long time! Her beloved daughter died at the hands of Hua Qiyue, and the queen herself was in a special position and could not boldly ask the magician to kill Hua Qiyue. Now she has nowhere to escape in front of the emperor.

Although the emperor likes geniuses and reuses achemists, he is equally unsoft for traitors. Tonight will be the night of Hua Qiyue's death!

It's just Hua Qiyue's eyes, how can they be so calm? When the queen was happy, she faintly felt a wisp of uneasiness.

"Hua Qiyue, what the second lady said, is that true? If it's true, then... what evidence do you have to prove your innocence?" Emperor Changlong's face was even more gloomy, and his murderous look surprised and happy.

Yun Shimo put down the teacup indifferently. Originally, he didn't want to come tonight, but somehow he was ready to move. Finally, he came late. He didn't expect to star in such a big play tonight. It's really not for him to come.

Yun Shimo was not in a hurry. He knew that Hua Qiyue was so calm that he must have his own card.

"Your Majesty, we will not investigate the authenticity of this painting for the time being. Qiyue has a question." Hua Qiyue said lightly, "This Wang Zhong, Qiyue has never known him, let alone seen him before. Emperor, Qiyue's hand was injured, and according to the words of Wang Zhong's family, Qi Yue was a spy. Hua Qiyue said calmly, as if it was just a small matter and could not panic at all.

Emperor Changlong couldn't help but admire the calmness of the moon.

Although the daughter of a famous family has a wide range of knowledge, once she is involved in traitors and traitors of other countries, she will probably be at a loss, right?

"Your Majesty... I don't know whether to say a word..." A weak voice sounded.

Everyone looked at the voice, which was Hua Mengshi's mother's second aunt.

"Ty!"

"Well, emperor... The woman got up to go to the toilet the night before last, as if she saw the young lady sneaking away from behind."

The second lady lowered her head and whispered.

Hua Qiyue raised her willow eyebrows, "Second aunt, are you sure you really saw me?"

Pan, the second aunt, was stunned for a moment, raised her eyes slightly to the queen's calm eyes, and couldn't help nod heavily, "It's true!"

When Ji Jing heard the words, she couldn't help standing up in a hurry, but was pulled by the old lady. Hua Qiyue must be so calm that there must be a trick!

Tianci blinked his big bright eyes and looked at some people who smiled proudly at Hua Qiyue. His eyes sank, his little mouth curled, and his brain turned quickly.

Hua Qiyue's lips had a playful smile, "Your Majesty, the second lady did give the eight horses to Qiyue a month ago, but what Qiyue couldn't figure out was that the painting had been well kept by Qiyue. That is, it hangs in the hall of Cuihua Courtyard. And tonight, Qiyue went out for fear that the painting of the holy eight horses would be targeted by some villains and specially took him into the carriage. So...Your Majesty, the painting Wang Zhong asked someone to hand in is fake. Hua Qiyue looked at Wang Zhong indifferently, with a slightly pitiful look in her eyes.

This chess piece failed. Tonight is not the night of her death, but the night when Aunt Er Niang and others were overthrown.

When the second aunt and Hua Mengshi heard this, their faces changed slightly.

"Fake?" Emperor Changlong looked at Hua Qiyue confusedly. What happened tonight was greatly out of his expectation, but for some reason, he vaguely felt that these things should have nothing to do with the queen, right?

After all, tonight's birthday banquet was hosted by the queen herself. Emperor Changlong was at least a generation of Ming Emperor. How could he not understand the relationship?

The second wife Pan's face turned pale. She has always been known for her calmness, but at this moment, she actually wanted to refute Hua Qiyue's words uncontrollably, because she asked Jiangnan thieves to steal it from Hua Qiyue's hall. How could it be fake?

However, it is not good for the second lady to expose this point, which means that she admitted that she had stolen the painting and admitted that she blamed Hua Qiyue!

What does Hua Qiyue mean? She was obviously stolen, how can it be fake?