After leaving the court, the prime minister went directly to Su Sijin and told him about the morning.

"Does Dad mean to let me go or not?" Su Sijin asked.

The prime minister glared at her: "your eldest sister asked the prince to bring it up. What do you think she can feel at ease? I can tell you, you are not allowed to go! And your second sister. I'll go and say it later. I've been watching it for three months. There can't be any accident. "

"The prince has opened his mouth. If I don't go, will I look a little impolite?"

"The future won't let you go."

Su Sijin listened to the prime minister and verbally agreed: "OK, I listen to my father. If you don't let me go, I won't go."

"Well, I'll go to your second sister."

"Yes."

Su Sijin sent the prime minister out of the door and said to Fang Gu, "my father has changed a lot. It seems that he has completely taken his husband as a family."

"Xiangye had misunderstood his master before. After a series of things, he could see who was good and who was bad."

"Yes." My husband certainly won't let me go, but it's too boring to stay at home. I can persuade him to take me at night.

Wan'er ran back from the outside happily: "madam, almost all the people in the Jianghu have run away. They are embarrassed one by one!"

"That's good. It won't hurt the innocent."

"Yes!"

Su Sijin gasped: "I'm sleepy in winter..."

"Go back to sleep?"

"Don't. If you want to sleep like this during the day, you must have insomnia at night." Su Sijin said and jumped up.

At this time, Li Huai and Li Dan hurried back: "madam, those Jianghu people who went out of the south gate were collectively killed over the moat!"

"Who did it?"

"Look at the technique..." Li Dan lowered his head and said nothing.

"Don't hesitate!"

"Like the golden feather fan of the manager."

Su Sijin suddenly widened his eyes: "someone wants to provoke disputes between the Jianghu and the imperial court! Let the people in the Jianghu kill their husband one after another. How vicious the man behind the scenes is! "

"It seems so at present, but madam, what about the body?" Li Huai asked.

"Don't worry about him. If we deal with it, we'll be guilty. My husband is in the palace. It's not his hand at all. Besides, the golden feather fan is only used recently. Who knows how the wound is. It's not sure it's a similar weapon. You should check along the clue of the golden feather fan." Damn it, the Chinese New Year doesn't let people stop!

"Yes."

Su Sijin was sleepy at this time. Just as she was going to go back to the front hall, uncle Ding came in with a gift box: "madam, someone sent a gift."

Su Sijin thought of the head on her last birthday. Subconsciously, she rejected the gift box. She stepped back and motioned Li Dan to open it first.

Li Dan was also a little nervous. He took out his sword and lifted the lid of the gift box.

Uncle Ding looked inside quickly. There was only one scroll: "is it a painting?"

Su Sijin walked over, took out the scroll, weighed it, determined that there was no dagger in it, and slowly opened the scroll

"Madam, the person painted on this is..." Wan'er felt a little familiar.

The paintings in the scroll are about 70 cm long and about half a meter wide. The cloth is yellow. It seems that it has been for many years.

Su Sijin put it in front of his nose and smelled it. There was no peculiar smell. He looked at the picture carefully and suddenly patted his forehead: "of course, it looks familiar. Isn't this my dead mother!"

The people present were confused. Who sent the portrait? What's the intention?!

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