N-A-A Chapter 1938 He stared at the painting
Chapter 1938 He stared at the painting
Lu Zhaoling now wanted to hear what Zhou Shiyue had to say.
Although Zhou Shiyue might not explain it to Third Master Meng, she actually knew what Zhou Shiyue was thinking about and was engrossed in at the time, and that he had been looking at the painting the whole time.
Although he brought it up with her after returning to the palace, saying it was because of the zither in the painting.
But it's just a piano; he could easily look away and try to remember where he had seen it before.
Zhou Shiyue was looking at that painting the whole time.
That may not necessarily be entirely due to that piano.
Of course, Lu Zhaoling didn't suspect that Zhou Shiyue was deliberately hiding something from her. She could actually guess that it might be because it concerned the matter of the Great Jin King, which he himself hadn't figured out yet, so there was no way to explain it to her.
He probably wanted to figure things out before telling her.
But even though she understood in her heart, it didn't stop her from observing Zhou Shiyue's reaction.
"Yes, I was just looking at the painting. It's quite well painted." Zhou Shiyue really didn't intend to explain anything to Third Master Meng.
"However, with the Princess Consort here, what kind of female ghost do you think could haunt me? If they dare to come after me, then I'll have to admire them."
Zhou Shiyue looked at Lu Zhaoling with a deep gaze.
Lu Zhaoling smiled and continued speaking in the same vein.
"That's true. Your Highness is under my protection, so you don't need to worry."
She sat up straighter and said to Third Master Meng, "When you get back, tell Meng Si that there is no Wuyou girl who knows mystical arts, only a female ghost in a painting. If he doesn't believe you, tell him to get some sun for a few days and come to me in person when he feels better."
Master Meng nodded in agreement.
"As for what he said about not being able to lie down on the bed, you can just go back and ask him if he didn't sleep on the bed himself when the painting was there, but instead gave it to the painting."
"Huh?" Master Meng understood what Lu Zhaoling meant and was stunned.
After leaving the Prince's mansion, he hurried home and went to Meng Si's room.
Meng Si was feeling a bit better now. When she saw him return, her eyes lit up, and she immediately looked up and asked, "Third Uncle, how did it go? Did you get the painting back?"
Meng Si was not in his original room at this moment.
Meng Rui sat beside him, watching over him.
Now she looked at her father and asked, "Father, what did the Princess say?"
Meng Rui didn't think Lu Zhaoling would return the painting; he just wanted to know what Lu Zhaoling had to say about Meng Si.
Third Master Meng looked at Meng Si, but did not answer his question. Instead, he asked, "Si'er, tell me honestly, where did you used to sleep? Where was that painting placed?"
Meng Rui paused for a moment, then looked at Meng Si.
What's the problem?
Isn't Si Ge sleeping in the bed next door?
Meng Si's face suddenly turned red, and his eyes darted away.
"Third Uncle, I naturally sleep in the room..."
"I know it's in the room. I'm asking you, are you sleeping in bed? Where is the painting?" Master Meng had already figured it out from his reaction.
Then the princess was probably right.
Meng Si blushed, seemingly aware that his behavior was somewhat strange.
But since his third uncle had asked, he told him the truth.
"I feel that since the painting belongs to Sister Wuyou's great-aunt, and Sister Wuyou can use the painting to chat with me, it's not appropriate to just put it away as an ordinary painting."
“If the painting is rolled up at night, it will be difficult for Sister Wuyou to appear in my dreams. She said that the painting should be unfolded at night. At first, I hung the painting up, but one night the window was blown open by the wind, and the painting fell to the ground.”
Meng Si's voice grew softer as he spoke, "I felt a little sorry for Sister Wuyou, like I had hurt her. I don't know why, but I just wanted to treat that painting as if it were her. So, I gave her the bed."
Meng Rui's eyes widened.
"Brother Si, you've been giving up your bed for a painting?!"
Have you ever shared a bed with a painting?
He asked in surprise.
Meng Si's face turned even redder, but he still replied in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? I really treat Sister Wuyou as my sister, and I don't have any bad intentions at all! I gave the bed to Hua and slept on the tatami next to it."
What do you mean by "sharing a bed"? You make him sound like a lecherous scoundrel.
Even if it's just a painting, he felt it was an insult to Sister Wuyou to say that he shared a bed with a painting.
"So, you've been sleeping on the soft couch all this time, giving the bed to that painting?" Third Master Meng asked.
The princess is truly amazing.
Even without seeing it, I guessed it immediately.
At this moment, Third Master Meng felt somewhat sorry for Princess Jin. She was clearly so capable, but after she left the Meng family, they chose to trust Meng Si again.
What nonsense! What do you mean there's no female ghost? What do you mean it's just that Wuyou Girl used the painting to send a message in a dream? What kind of nonsense is that?
Princess Mingming clearly told them back then that it was a ghost painting.
"Third Uncle, where's the painting?" Meng Si asked him again.
"The painting is with the Princess." Third Master Meng said in a deep voice, "Si'er, you're still not clear-headed. Let's rest for a few more days. The Princess said there's no Wuyou girl, only a female ghost named Wuyou, the one in the painting."
"No, it's impossible!" Meng Si exclaimed incredulously. "Sister Wuyou clearly got into my carriage back then. She's a real person, how could she be a ghost? Besides, when I met her, although it was evening and raining, it wasn't nighttime yet. If she were really a ghost, how dare she come out at that time?"
"She was standing by the roadside at that time, getting soaked in the rain. If she were a female ghost, how could she do that?"
Meng Rui couldn't help but say, "Brother Si, why don't you think back carefully again? Did anything strange happen when she got on the carriage? If she really is a female ghost, there must have been some abnormalities, but you just overlooked them at the time."
Meng Si wanted to refute, but a memory suddenly surged into his mind, and he remembered that something seemed unusual at the time.
"Brother Si, is something on your mind? Why aren't you saying anything?" Meng Rui guessed it just by looking at his expression.
Master Meng was also looking at him.
Meng Si hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.
"If there was anything unusual, it was that when she was getting into the carriage, the horse kept neighing and backing away... but at the time we all thought the horse was just restless because of the weather, and the driver eventually got it under control."
"This is definitely unusual!" Meng Rui slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "Animales are usually quite perceptive! The horse must have already realized she's not human!"
Even horses know fear, but Brother Si himself doesn't know fear, and he even brought a female ghost onto the carriage!
Meng Si's expression changed.
Master Meng sighed.
"Si'er, you should listen to me and rest for a few days. Then you can go to the Princess. She will let you see things clearly."