On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1928 Dream Portrait

Until midnight, the silver ingot had not returned.

Huo Changhe was also a little restless.

Yan Ruyu exited the space: "The silver ingot hasn't come back yet?"

Huo Changhe shook his head: "No more waiting, let the secret guards go look for it."

Just as he was about to give orders, the secret guards arrived outside.

"Your Majesty, Princess, I sent a message to you from the silver ingot."

The situation was special at the time. Yin Ding, Han Peng and Chen Ling were together and could not transmit more detailed information. They only sent some simple signals to the secret guards and stayed on the tree.

"He said he was safe, but something unexpected happened and he couldn't come back for the time being. He would find a way to leave a mark at the intersection and we could go look for him in the city tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be the case.

Everyone relaxed for the time being and took a rest.

Huo Changhe couldn't sleep at all, so he didn't think about going to the space again.

After coaxing Yan Ruyu to sleep, he opened his eyes and looked at her affectionately.

Yan Ruyu actually didn't sleep either. When her consciousness entered the space and she saw Huo Changhe's eyes, her heart felt both sour and warm.

Yan Ruyu wanted to have a good talk with him and tell him not to worry, but then she thought that whatever she said would be powerless and empty comfort would not help.

What's more, I haven't figured out how to comfort Huo Changhe.

Huo Changhe is not a fool. He can be fooled by a few words of comfort and stop worrying.

Instead of ineffective communication, it is better to think it through and then agree on a feasible solution.

Yan Ruyu rummaged through the Liu family's belongings, hoping to find any clues about the statue.

Thinking carefully about what I saw at that time, there was nothing in the dark room except the portrait.

There is no written introduction or anything that can represent the identity.

The statue was neither stone nor jade, but seemed to be made of wax.

So, who has such superb skills to make portraits so exquisite?

During this period, there were not many people who could make wax figures, and even fewer who had such good skills.

Perhaps, we can find this person first.

I fell asleep unknowingly while daydreaming.

She vaguely heard someone calling her.

"Like jade, like jade..."

She opened her eyes dazedly, and saw mist in front of her eyes. In the white mist, there was a person standing there, with colorful clothes fluttering and lowered eyebrows and eyes.

She looks very similar to her.

Yan Ruyu stepped back in surprise: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you remember not to be fooled by appearances..."

Yan Ruyu frowned, but didn't let her lead her away: "In my eyes, you are just a facade."

The woman smiled: "You are very insightful."

After saying that, the woman looked up at her.

Just at this moment, Yan Ruyu woke up.

She sat up suddenly and found that she was still in the space, and everything was normal.

What happened just now might have been a dream.

But the dream is so real.

And the woman in the dream was exactly the statue she had seen.

What you think about during the day, you dream about at night?

Or is there another reason?

Don't be fooled by appearances... Yan Ruyu thought to herself that there was some truth in this statement and it didn't seem like something that was meant to deceive her.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is no result. I just stop thinking about it for now. When the time comes, I will naturally understand it.

She looked outside. It was almost dawn and Huo Changhe was no longer in bed.

Where had he been so early?

Huo Changhe couldn't fall asleep at all. He couldn't bear the thought of a statue that looked exactly like Yan Ruyu being placed in a dark room, with no idea who was using it or what for.

But you can't act impulsively, because being impulsive will only make things worse.

To calm himself, he would get up before dawn to practice boxing.

When Yan Ruyu put on her clothes and walked to the steps in the yard, he was sweating profusely while fighting.

When he turned around, he saw Yan Ruyu standing there, looking at him quietly, and his heart ached.

Huo Changhe stopped and ran to Yan Ruyu without stopping, hugging her tightly.

After a moment, he realized that he was sweating, let go of her and took a few steps back.

Yan Ruyu smiled lightly and wiped the sweat off his head with a handkerchief: "Boil some hot water later and give Your Highness a bath with some flower petals."

Huo Changhe was amused by her: "Did I wake you up?"

"No," Yan Ruyu pulled him into the house and sat him down, "I woke up naturally and found that the prince was not here."

Her palm was warm and soft, and in his big hand, he cherished it so much.

"Yu'er, I feel really bad. I'm so angry, but I don't know how to vent it."

Huo Changhe was silent for a moment, then said truthfully, "I'm still angry about that statue."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "I know, me too."

"No matter what the purpose was, making such a statue makes me feel uncomfortable. However, this matter cannot be rushed. It is easy to destroy a statue, but it is difficult to find the truth behind it."

"I don't need to explain much, Your Highness will understand." Yan Ruyu gently held his fingers. "We don't need to focus on the portrait, but on the whole matter. Find the person behind the scenes, sort out the whole thing, and eradicate it completely."

Huo Changhe held her hand tightly: "Okay."

"The things in that warehouse all belong to the Liu family. This matter must be related to Liu Balang." Huo Changhe gritted his teeth and said, "Let's start with him."

Yan Ruyu looked at the date and said, "The fifteenth is only a few days away. We might as well wait patiently until the fifteenth. During these few days, we can find out about other things. When the fifteenth comes, we can watch their sacrifice. There will be many people there, and maybe there will be clues and opportunities."

"it is good."

With Yan Ruyu's comfort, although Huo Changhe could not completely stop caring about the portrait, he felt much better.

He is not an impulsive and irritable person, he only gets excited when Yan Ruyu is involved.

Yan Ruyu made him some fruit tea and prepared some red fruits so that he could rest and recuperate.

As soon as the sun rose, they all got up as soon as the bees in the yard outside whistled.

After breakfast, everyone went about their business according to Huo Changhe's instructions.

Huo Changhe drew a marking pattern and asked Feng Shao to write it down and go out to the streets to look for any information about the silver ingot.

He and Yan Ruyu also asked Beibei to help them change their clothes.

Today, I am going to the Su Mansion.

Su Zhenhai is in the mansion. Usually when he is in the mansion, he is either in the study or in the martial arts training ground.

But when it was almost fifteen, he would be alone in the pavilion by the lake, and no one was allowed to disturb him.

Today is no exception.

Everyone in the mansion knew about it, and no one dared to act rashly.

At this time, outside the mansion, the servants were looking at the two of them.

One of the two men in front of him was elegant, like a handsome scholar, with a few wisps of beard.

The other man was as tall as a tower, silent but full of urgency, standing behind the scholar, holding a cloth banner with four big words written on it: Miraculous Doctor Brings Back Spring.

This thing is a bit tacky, but it works well. Yan Ruyu got it when she was on the road to exile.

I haven't used it before, but I took it out and used it today.

The servant looked him up and down and said, "Please leave. You can't cure our eldest master's illness."

The tall man behind him said coldly, "There is no disease in the world that my master can't cure."

"Go in and report quickly."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound on the road and someone's voice was crisp and cold.

"What a loud tone!"