The next day, the painting of the blessing in the stone chamber was basically completed. After another half day, the finishing touches were completed. The steward of the palace was also there, saying that the reward would be arranged for delivery after payment. Xuyu gave instructions on drying and other precautions, packed up and prepared to leave.
At this time, she was relaxed and could not help thinking about what happened the night before. The ghostly appearance of Yuwen Zhi, who was not like a normal person at that time, appeared in front of her eyes, and the more she thought about it, the more strange it seemed.
She was trained by her grandfather to pay attention to the details of the subject when she was painting. When it comes to people, in addition to the appearance, she is also used to capturing the different subtle expressions on people's faces. Thinking back carefully to the point when he became strange the night before, it seemed to be when he asked that question and she began to answer.
I remember that she was facing inwards, while Yuwen Zhi was facing outside the stone chamber. When she spoke, he seemed to be in a trance, and his attention seemed to be outside, not on her.
Not only that, when I recall the words that came out of his mouth now, I always have a feeling that he seemed to be speaking to others.
Could it be that there was someone outside the stone chamber the night before, and Yuwen Zhi knew about it, but she was completely unaware
Xuyu had a question in her mind. When she left the gate, she asked the gatekeeper who had been there at midnight the night before.
There are few people here. If there is no special event, only this gate is open. It is midnight, and if someone has been here, the gatekeeper should have an impression. However, these people usually flatter the powerful and look down on the weak, so if you ask them directly, they may not tell you.
"I am a painter who painted the memorial painting for Xiping County Prince's Mansion in Ci'en Temple. The night before last, the prince of the county came to the stone chamber to see the painting. This morning, I found a horse whip outside the cave, but it was not dropped by the prince. It must belong to someone else. Do you remember who else came here? Now that I know, I can return the horse whip to him."
The gatekeeper believed it and said that Luwu Si Sicheng had been there and that he and the prince of the Prince's Mansion had arrived one after the other.
When Xuyu heard this, she understood clearly and became so angry that her fingertips turned cold.
Although she didn't know why Pei Xiaoyuan came to see her in the middle of the night, she already knew what this little beast Yu Wen was thinking.
Pei Xiaoyuan actually saw the entire horrific scene.
Although she didn't care what he thought of her, on the way back to the north of the city, she felt deeply ashamed every time she thought about the situation at that time.
If I don't explain such a situation clearly, I will be ashamed if I encounter it again in the future.
As soon as she returned to the north of the city, she didn't go anywhere. She immediately looked for Qingtou and asked where Pei Xiaoyuan was.
This time it was midnight, and she wanted to wait. But unexpectedly, Qingtou said that he seemed to have some business, and he didn't come back last night. He was not in the government office during the day today. He might have left Chang'an.
"Young Master, if you have any problem, just tell me. I will help you as soon as you get back."
How could such a shameful thing be conveyed through the mouth of a young man
Xuyu said it was no big deal and turned to leave.
There was still half a day left today, and there was no need to return to the palace immediately, so she once again came to the Jinfeng Tower in Zhongqu, Pingkangfang.
Perhaps there is someone she wants to see among them, but so far, apart from waiting and hoping to be lucky enough to meet that person, she still can't think of any good way to get close to him.
The Qiu women were not all locked up all day. Especially the famous ones, in addition to attending various banquets and socializing with officials and celebrities, when there were no guests, they often dressed up like goddesses, and rode in groups of three or five, surrounded by servants, on the bustling streets. Wherever the team passed, there were many followers. The new and beautiful clothes and makeup they carefully thought out the night before might soon become the style that many women in Chang'an would imitate.