The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 573 Three Questions

Even though she was a woman, she was dazzled by the beauty of the girl in the painting.

When Meng Shisan saw the female corpse in the coffin that looked exactly like herself, it took her a long time to calm down.

At this moment, when Cui Yu saw the painting of the female corpse that she had painted with her own hands, she naturally had to give him some time to relax. Therefore, unlike Cui Yu and Meng Meijing who had two different moods due to knowing or not knowing, she always sat as steady as a rock.

After all, it had nothing to do with love. Meng Meijing was amazed at the beauty of the person in the painting, but she quickly came to her senses: "Since you don't know who that girl is, where did you see her?"

This is exactly what Cui Yu wanted to ask.

He raised his head in a trance and looked blankly at Meng Shisan.

Meng Shisan didn't want to repeat the story, so he answered, "Behind the Taoist temple on Qingbei Mountain, there is a grave with a pair of bones buried inside, one male and one female, in two coffins. It seems that they were buried one after the other, at different times, but in the same grave. I can't help but be curious about her identity."

Meng Meijing's mouth opened unconsciously when she heard about the grave mound. When she heard Meng Shisan's words about a man, a woman and a pair of skeletons, she was so horrified that she couldn't close her mouth: "...Sister went to dig up someone's grave?"

Meng Shisan glanced at Cui Yu, who was still in a daze after listening to her, and replied, "I was just bored, so I just did it."

Meng Meijing opened and closed her little mouth, and opened and closed it again, and was unable to utter a word for a long time.

She looked at Cui Yu.

Then she noticed that Cui Yu was in a daze, and she instantly regained her composure, knowing that she was not the only one making a fuss.

Although digging up someone's grave is indeed immoral, if the person who dug up the grave is her eldest sister, then she chose to keep silent.

After Hu Qiao's heart was filled with storms, he looked at Cui Yu with sympathy and whispered, "Seventh Master..."

He didn't open his mouth and shout, for he was afraid that his master would stay in a daze until the sun set in the west, and he would never be able to get over the mountain in his heart.

When Hu Qiao called him, Cui Yu turned his head slightly and looked at Hu Qiao with a lifeless look. Then, after he recovered a little, he slowly turned back and looked at Meng Shisan and asked, "She..."

"No." Meng Shisan knew what Cui Yu wanted to ask. Seeing that he was asking with difficulty, she did not embarrass him and simply shook her head, "She is not Aunt Thirteen."

The huge rock that was pressing on Cui Yu's heart was removed in an instant. He did not speak immediately. He gradually suppressed the emotion that had made his mind a little confused by the shock of the painting in his hand, until he threw all the messy fantasies out of his mind and regained his composure.

This process is neither long nor short.

Meng Shisan did not urge him.

Meng Meijing stared at Cui Yu with increasing curiosity. She really wanted to know what kind of earth-shattering emotional entanglement there was between this Mr. Cui Qi and the Thirteenth Aunt mentioned by her eldest sister!
After staring at him for more than ten breaths, Cui Yu was still immersed in his own world. She couldn't wait any longer, so she turned to Meng Shisan and asked, "Sister, who is that Thirteenth Aunt?"

"Yes... one of my elders." Meng Shisan paused for a moment and then replied.

"Elder?" Meng Meijing thought that since he was Meng Shisan's elder, he should also be her elder. However, she had never seen him before, and it was the first time she heard him. "Is your surname Meng too?"

"Yeah." Meng Shisan nodded.

"A side branch of our Meng family?" If it wasn't a side branch, Meng Meijing felt that she would definitely know that elder, but since she didn't know now, that Thirteenth Aunt must be from the side branch of the Meng family.

Meng Shisan replied, "No." Meng Meijing said, "She's surnamed Meng, and she's my sister's elder. She's called Aunt Thirteen. I've never heard of her. She's a member of the Meng family's side branch... Then what kind of elder relationship is she to my sister?"

Could it be an elder from my eldest sister’s maternal grandfather’s Zeng Mansion?
No, if that were the case, his surname should be Zeng, not Meng.

She thought about it over and over again and felt that something was wrong, so she had no choice but to look at Meng Shisan intently, waiting for her elder sister to explain to her.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you slowly when I have time some other day." Meng Shisan gestured to Meng Meijing to look here. This was a small room in a rouge and powder shop outside the mansion.

This is not the place to go into detail.

Meng Meijing instantly received the signal from Meng Shisan, and listened to her elder sister and stopped asking more questions, thinking that she would ask again after returning home.

Cui Yu did not notice the intimate little gestures between Meng Shisan and Meng Meijing, which were like those between sisters, or even if he noticed it, he did not care.

What he cares about now is the painting in his hand.

And...the identity of the girl in the painting.

He rolled up the painting again, put it back into the long box, and closed it. He then placed the long box gently on the table and looked up at Meng Shisan.

Meng Shisan understood: "I drew this for you to help me find someone, so of course I'm leaving this painting to you."

"...Okay." Cui Yu temporarily suppressed his chaotic emotions and thoughts. He asked Meng Shisan three questions in a row rationally, "According to what you just said, the girl in the painting has already become a skeleton. I think she has been buried for many years. You want to find out her identity, but what's the point? Also, why did you dig up her grave? Later, you found that she was buried in the same grave with a male corpse, but you didn't look for the identity of the male corpse, but only looked for her identity. Is it related to... Shisan?"

Meng Shisan just opened her red lips when he interrupted her, "You don't have to rush to answer me. Think about it carefully and think it through before you tell me."

This was because he was afraid that she would answer too quickly and deceive him.

Meng Shisan said unhappily, "I am not you. Since I'm asking you for help, we are in the same boat. How can I gouge the bottom of my boat? Master Cui Qi underestimates me, Meng Liangchen."

"That's right!" Meng Meijing interrupted, "Although I don't know what my sister specifically meant, but since it was said by my sister, every word is correct!"

Cui Yu pursed her lips.

Hu Qiao glanced at Baozhu Jixiang, who was covering his mouth and laughing.

Cui Yu said: "This is the heart of Zhongnan's villain."

"It's nothing. I'm a magnanimous person." Meng Shisan slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and a faint smile spread across her face, making her beautiful face even more attractive.

Cui Yu was mesmerized for a moment, but only for a moment. He then thought of the even more beautiful face of the girl in the painting: "Please enlighten me, Miss Meng."

"The reason why I want to find out her identity is the same as why I dug up her grave." Meng Shisan said truthfully.

"Which one?" Meng Meijing couldn't help but interjected.

Cui Yu ignored Meng Meijing and waited intently for Meng Shisan's next words.

Meng Shisan continued, "Before, I dreamed of her grave and looked for it after I woke up. However, I was not able to climb Qingbei Mountain the first time because of my poor health. So two days ago, we climbed Qingbei Mountain again and successfully reached the back of Zhishang Taoist Temple. We found her grave hidden in the small locust tree forest."