Chapter 1911

Huang Qi came here because he got the news. He wanted to see the body of the thief, but according to the actual situation

Forget it, I still won't go in.

His eyes turned around. Through the heavy rain, his attention was finally fixed on a blurred back.

Zhao Wanxi's mood is not beautiful.

In fact, it's good to catch the thief and get the picture back.

But it's not clear that the way is not clear. Her heart is always full of depression.

Wu Zili is in the place where the rainy water can't reach, she opens the picture again with heavy heart.

"Maybe..."

Whether it's true or not, at least Ouyang shengqian was willing to die at that time.

What's more, his situation at that time was decadent. His opponent was Leng junao. Even if he had thousands of plans, he should have prepared for the worst.

According to this theory, it may be a very important thing to give to her.

"But..."

This painting is a bit unpredictable.

The tiger was still the tiger, but his eyes seemed more fierce.

Even as the background of the group, also seems to be in the invisible become steep up, did not ease the initial time.

Every time she looks at a painting, Zhao Wanxi has a different feeling, but now she is calm with the sound of rain.

Keenly grasp the changes in the painting, carefully ponder, and soon found that those changes are not her illusion, but real.

It's just

The original dry picture seems to have a little moisture. This discovery is undoubtedly disheartening.

"Well, maybe I think too much.

On rainy days, the humidity in the air increases, which may be the reason why the painting has changed. "

After all, if there is any secret hidden in the painting, it is unreasonable for the other party to succeed and keep it intact.

Or that sentence, maybe from the beginning to the end, she just complicates things.

Once again, she succeeded in persuading herself, and Zhao Wanxi sighed deeply.

She gave up completely and slowly rolled up the picture again.

As a result, there were not many movements on the hand, and a steady voice suddenly rang in my ear.

"Wait a minute."

"Well?"

Zhao Wanxi's eyes are full of accidents.

"Huang Qi? When did you come here? "

"I've been here for a while, but I didn't disturb her when I saw that she was thinking about something."

Huang Qi's attention is always on the scroll in Zhao Wanxi's hand.

Thick eyebrows move a little.

"Is this the painting that the empress lost? I wonder if you could lend me a look. "

"Naturally."

Leng junao's men are the real right-hand men around him.

Although it seems that there is no mountain and no dew at ordinary times, in fact, everyone has his own ability.

Seeing that Huang Qi was interested in painting, Zhao Wanxi didn't even think about it, so she handed it over directly.

"Here you are."

Maybe he can find something he didn't find, but it's not sure.

Soon, Zhao Wanxi found that Huang Qi's face was grim. Even the thick eyebrows began to gather towards the center of the eyebrows.

"Niang Niang,"

"what's the matter?"

"This painting was handed over to you by Ouyang shengqian?"

"Yes. Can you What's wrong? "