Since the queen came to the throne, the whole Chu Kingdom has been busy leading the army to attack the Song Dynasty as requested by the prince. The morale of the army is boosted, all the officials in the court are united, and the people are gearing up.

Shu'er originally thought that Yan Guan would oppose the female king's coming to the court, military attachés would support the young master, and the Chu family would recommend the youngest son surnamed Lin to succeed him. However, he did not expect that no one seemed to care about letting her be such a notorious person.

The woman was sitting on the dragon chair in the Qianqiu Palace. The only thing they cared about seemed to be sending troops to conquer the Song Dynasty.

Perhaps over the years, the frequent changes in the kings of Chu have become commonplace for them. Maybe they surrendered to the late king because they sincerely abide by the late king's edict. Maybe they were just hindered by the fact that the prince was holding a heavy army, and the prince was abiding by the late king's edict. Or maybe they

, the people of Chu State have united as one, and want to destroy the Song Dynasty in one fell swoop. In short, Dongfang Shu, the daughter of King Chu Yu, is firmly seated on the throne of Chu, and there is no objection from both the court and the public of Chu State.

On the third day after the death of King Hui of Chu, the Mausoleum of King Hui outside Linjiang City was hurriedly completed.

After the court meeting, Shu'er allowed Gongzi Sui to go with her to the Wutong Hall of the Chu Palace to select funeral utensils for the late king. Yan Xiao, Yan Qing and Yan Xiu, who had already married out of the palace, also brought Zhao Qishu, Su Yang and Su Liu to the Wutong Hall.

reason.

When everyone came to Wutong Hall, they saw a beauty from the late king's harem, with black hair and white clothes hanging on the ground, holding Lin Ying's lyre in her hand, kneeling in the hall and sobbing.

When the beauty heard the footsteps of everyone, she immediately turned around, wiped her tears and kowtowed, "Fan Na would like to greet His Highness and King Anyi. Fan Na apologizes for coming to Wutong Hall without an edict."

Shu'er helped her stand up and asked Wen Yan: "Fan Mei knew she shouldn't be here, why did she insist on coming? If you care about the late king, you should go to Ninghui Palace to accompany him like others. After the late king is buried,

, you will never be able to see each other again in this life."

Fan Na looked at Shu'er's red dragon robe, dusted her own white clothes, and said, "Fan Na does not have His Highness's edict, but she has the oral instructions of the late king. She is here today to pick up something for the late king."

Dongfang Sui stood aside and raised his eyebrows and asked: "What did the late king say to you? What are the things you want to get?"

Fan Na knelt down delicately in front of everyone and said in a sincere tone: "Back to King Anyi, the late king said that if he was plotted against by the people of Song Dynasty, he asked me to come here to find his lyre. There is a secret box in the lyre, and inside it is

A...relic left by the late king to His Highness."

Fan Na knelt down and held the lyre on the ground to Shu'er who was standing in front of her. Shu'er didn't have time to think, so she leaned over to pick it up.

Shu'er took the piano with both hands, and Fan Na suddenly waved her sleeves, and a lot of powder came out from her sleeves. The powder fell on Shu'er's face like smoke, and Shu'er couldn't dodge. Not only did she lose her eyes, but she also choked and coughed repeatedly.

Seeing this, Dongfang Sui pulled Fan Na over and trampled her delicate body under his feet like an ant, saying angrily: "Shrew! Tell me! Who instigated you to murder His Highness?"

Fan Na struggled, turned to look at Shu'er who was still holding the lyre, and said calmly: "I'm not lying. If you look at the things in the lyre, you will know whether the late king has any relics left to His Highness."

Shu'er opened his eyes, only to feel that his eyes were dry and sore, his vision was hazy, and what he saw gradually became blurry.

Dongfang Sui still stepped on Fan Na's back, and immediately snatched Lin Ying's lyre from Shu'er's hand, threw it to the ground, and said angrily: "Sister, be careful that there is a hidden weapon in the lyre!"

Shu'er looked at the piano that Lin Ying had played, but couldn't see clearly the cracks on the piano, or the two strings that were torn off by Dongfang Sui. After a while, the piano seemed to be just a piece of wood, and

Like dark clouds covering the moon, even the outline of the piano body gradually becomes blurred.

She rubbed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was only ink in front of her eyes, which was the same color as the clothes Lin Ying wore that day. Blood stained the clothes, and the ink became darker. The ink in front of Shu'er's eyes also changed from light to light.

Deeply...

Fan Na smiled gloomily: "Your Highness saw with your own eyes that it was indeed the late king's piano. There were only some thin calligraphy and paintings in the late king's piano. How could there be a hidden weapon?"

Dongfang Sui raised his foot and said coldly to Fan Na: "Go and open it."

Fan Na stood up and walked towards the lyre a few steps away. While opening the secret box at the bottom of the lyre, she looked at the Queen of Chu who was still standing there blankly.

She took out several pieces of tissue paper rolled up in the secret box, unfolded them one after another, and spread them on the ground in front of Shu'er.

Everyone saw that it was indeed one painting after another.

The brushstrokes are delicate and lifelike. You can tell at a glance that the woman in each painting is Shu'er, and the man in each painting is Lin Ying.

Upstairs in the old city of Chen Guofan, Shu'er and Lin Ying were cleaning up the calligraphy and painting stalls. There was a waning moon in the sky, and the city was empty.

The inscription on the painting says: "In the past, the place where we stayed was prosperous and prosperous. Looking back at the old place in Wucheng, the cold moon should be the same as ever. When spring comes, the soil will warm up, and we will praise the flowers and festivals. We will set up calligraphy and painting stalls on the top of the building. I got a few Zhao coins and exchanged them for you.

Hairpin."

The Jade River was clear, and Shu'er and Lin Ying stood side by side on the bow of the boat, their clothes and black hair intertwined in the wind.

The inscription on the painting reads: "What's the difference between Chu, Yue, Chen, Zhao, Qi, Wei and Song? Traveling in carriages, horses and boats all over the world, traveling with you, no matter what the west or east is."

On the isolated island of Xuanji, Dongfang Sui and Mo Huantan were practicing swordplay on the beach. Shu'er and Lin Ying were sitting on the rocks on the shore, quietly watching the clouds and mist rising and the waves rolling.

The inscription on the painting reads: "The sea has dried up and the rocks have rotted away, and the waves have cleared and the clouds have risen. I will observe the talents and virtuous people with you, one generation after another."

In Dongfang Sui's eyes, Lin Ying's paintings came into view, and the inscriptions on the paintings were heart-piercing.

Everyone had never seen these paintings before, and they were all surprised. For a moment, no one had time to pay attention to Shu'er, who was standing quietly aside.

Fan Na rolled out the last roll of tissue paper, and on it was the word "Zhaohuang Song" written by Lin Ying——

Zhaohuang Sixth Palace Tian Xiangwan

The golden fan falls in the cold autumn wind

Drunk and waking up from thousands of crazy paintings

Waiting for your return in the seven-string song

…

Thinking back to Chen Guojing in those days

Twenty-one Cities Lengxiangning

Ten sects and eight sects dominate Xiling

Wu Zi Ma Shu Dao Xing

…

Zhao Gong of Pingliang presented business strategies

Picking up the old mountains and rivers in three inches

The strange situation outside the Jade City

Playing with Jiao'e in front of the King of Song Dynasty

…

Frozen willow banks near the river

Half a glass of old wine and snow blowing boat

Allies of Qi and Wei borrow Chu territory

The general faked a defeat and set off a storm

…

The Qianqiu Dragon Chair changes owners several times

Give up my body and find peace

We know each other and still remember each other

It is difficult to forgive others and forgive oneself

…

Granted a title of Marquis and a thousand acres of land

The oath of eternal love will end in nothingness

I have never spoken sincerely in this life

Laughter flourishes and fades under the spring light and shadow

…

Shu'er suddenly couldn't see. In panic and fear, he tripped over the lyre not far away and fell to the ground. His hands touched the thin paper on the ground, but he couldn't see the ink on the paper.

Shu'er's eyes were dark, as if he had fallen into a pool of ink, into a bottomless darkness that never saw sunlight.

Yan Xiao hurriedly helped Shu'er up, only to hear Shu'er say: "My eyes are filled with powdered medicine and I can't see anything."

Yan Xiao was shocked. She waved her hand in front of Shu'er's eyes and asked, "Can you see me shaking my hand?"

Shu'er shook his head blankly.

Yan Xiao immediately ordered: "Send to the imperial doctor! Send to the imperial doctor quickly!"

Fan Na looked at Shu'er's embarrassment and said coldly: "These paintings and poems are the relics left by the late king. He wrote in his own hand, 'The oaths made in the mountains are in vain, and my heart has never been spoken in this life'!" He wrote in his own hand

'We know each other and still remember each other, and it is difficult to forgive others and ourselves'! He wrote so many words 'forgiveness' in his own handwriting! Every word is you! I came here today to overstep the rules and just want to ask you - the late king's response

You are deeply in love, but what have you done for the late king?"

Before Fan Na could finish her words, Dongfang Sui interrupted and said, "Come here! Lock up this frustrated shrew who slandered the late king's reputation!" Then he turned to several maids and said: "The shrew threw these white things on the ground.

Is there no one to clean up the paper? The Wutong Hall is the sleeping hall of the kings of Chu in the past dynasties. Is it a place where idle people throw away their rags?"

Several palace servants dragged Fan Na out of the Wutong Hall, while the maid carefully rolled up the painting of the late king.
Chapter completed!