Chapter 400 (1/2)

Wen TIANYAO looked at several paintings at will, and his eyes fell on the last one, but he stopped abruptly. First of all, the pen was definitely not the pen of the third brother, and the strength of the pen seemed to be much weaker.

I know it's the work of a girl in the boudoir.

A closer look, it seems to have some familiar, memory of the image of the woman immediately clear up.

Then I saw the following sign, which said that it was madam Hou Huayang.

Madam Hou Huayang? Wen TIANYAO seems to have been stabbed by something in his heart. It's a little painful. It turns out that this is madam Hou Huayang?

Unexpectedly, he is the image in his memory. The handsome lips can't help but pull out a wry smile. Who knows that he, the prince of the East Palace, hasn't seen his wife, the important Minister of his family, Huayang Hou.

If I didn't ask by chance, I heard that Huayang Hou's wife would come to see her mother, I would be a little curious. How can such a fierce and evil looking Huayang Hou marry a fairy like lady and secretly want to have a look.

I would not know that my mother would not like to see Mrs. Hou Huayang!

That kind of obstruction came from the fact that his mother sent him to take care of his sweetheart, and his attitude was so resolute that at last, even at the expense of moving out of his mother, he had to give up his idea when he was still young.

Then he noticed that the lady of the Marquis of Huayang seemed to rarely enter the palace, and every time she entered the palace, she was always forced to go out, and it was something he could not refuse. This kind of insincere support came from her mother.

This makes Wen TIANYAO more suspicious.

Only once did he see the young lady standing in the orchids

After that, I occasionally went to look for the piano music and met this lady. The piano music, which Wei Qiufu played in Meihua temple before, is different from other people's Phoenix courtship

However, even after the death of this lady, Wen TIANYAO did not see her on a formal occasion, so he had no way to know whether she was the lady he met.

Now it seems, it is! Sure enough, it's similar to Weiyue dance, but not necessarily. At first glance, it looks true, but carefully, it's not much. Even if it's a pair of similar beautiful eyes, Huayang Hou's wife in the painting looks gentle, while Weiyue dance is a bit chilly and indifferent.

”Here Where did it come from? ” He heard his voice ask coldly.

”It's all the pictures of Yan Shizi's family. I don't know why they are in it.” The waiter thought for a moment and said that in order to satisfy the prince of Yan, the third prince always drew some portraits of the ladies of the family.

But a batch of people returned, and this time they returned a group of family portraits.

In fact, there are not many. There are only four or five of them. Each time, four or five of them are sent to you, but several of them are actually repeated, but I don't know why there are so many of them.

”Brought by the prince of Yan?” Wen TIANYAO's handsome eyebrows are more and more wrinkled. Yan Huaijing is paying attention to Huayang Hou Fu and his wife.

However, he accidentally sent the portrait to his own hands, intentionally or unintentionally!

Wen TIANYAO's eyes involuntarily fell on the beautiful and thin style of the brush. Obviously, it was painted by a girl, and it would never be painted by Yan Huaijing himself. He had seen the characters of Yan Huaijing, and the strokes were vigorous. Although the paintings in front of him were very good, it could be seen that the strokes were not enough.

The girl in the boudoir? The lady of the family around yanhuaijing?

As soon as the idea appeared, it was photographed away. Not to mention that the lady of Yandi's family has been in the courtyard of Yanguo mansion, and she can't even leave the gate. It's said that madam Huayang Hou has been dead for so many years. How could the lady of Yandi's family have met her.

And this painting is obviously new?

But if not, who drew the picture?

I don't know why I asked Weiyue dance to look for a picture of her mother. When I was dancing in my heart, it was this picture right now?

If anyone else could paint the face and color of the madam Hou of Huayang, there would be no one else except the ladies in the mansion.

Now there are only four young ladies in Huayang mansion.

Wei Yuejiao is a commoner, so she can't draw the portrait of her mother; Wei Qiufu is a three room one, so it seems impossible to draw. As for another commoner, it's even more impossible!

In such a way, it seems that only Wei Yue dance is the most likely one, and the strokes are not strong enough. Wei Yue dance itself looks weak and can be painted like this. She has extraordinary skills, but women are not as good as men in nature, which is also hard to make up.

In this way, Wen TIANYAO can almost be sure that the painting is the one of Weiyue dance.

But why such a painting appeared in Yan Huaijing's hand is more and more doubtful.

”Your Highness, the third prince is here!” Another waiter came in.

”Please!” Wen TIANYAO nodded with his back.