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The person on the bed suddenly sat up, a cold light flashing in his deep black eyes.

That, that is her face.

Feng Lihen hurriedly got out of bed, walked to the table, spread out the rice paper, and began to paint on it. With every stroke of the pen, the image of that stunningly beautiful face appeared in his mind.

Each stroke seemed to deepen the mark imprinted deep in the soul.

When a warm light shone in from the window, it dispelled the coldness of the night, and the golden warm sun shone on the beautiful portrait.

Feng Lihen looked at the woman in the painting, and a soft light overflowed from his deep black eyes.

This is her.

Feng Lihen's heart was pounding like a thunder drum, and the blood in his body seemed to be revived with her face.

"Tang'er." The voice was lingering and filled with a hint of nostalgia.

"Wait for me. I will find you." The deep and pleasant voice revealed infinite tenderness.

Feng Lihen continued painting, and soon another portrait came out.

"Shadow One."

As he finished speaking, a man in a green robe appeared in front of him.

"Find her."

Ying Yi carefully took the portrait from his hand and left.

Two days later, Yingyi returned to Qinglongyuan.

"My Lord, the person in the portrait has been found. This woman is the most beautiful woman in the Southern Tang Kingdom, Bei Yutang. She is the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhongwu and the consort of the Prince of Jin."

When Ying Yi revealed her identity, Feng Lihen did not react at all. Until he mentioned the Princess of Prince Jin, Feng Lihen's deep black eyes darkened slightly.

"Princess of Prince Jin." There was a hint of coldness in Feng Lihen's voice.

Ying Yi clearly felt his master's displeasure, and seemed to have a hint of unspeakable anger.

"Go on."

Ying Yi continued, "The Princess of Jin died two years ago."

"What!" Feng Lihen was shocked, "Are you sure?"

"I confirm."

Feng Lihen felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped. He couldn't believe that she was dead.

He just remembered how she could be dead.

Ying Yi saw the master suddenly stand up and walk out of the house.

"Lord."

Feng Lihen seemed not to hear his voice.

Ying Yi hurriedly followed.

That day, Feng Lihen rushed to the Southern Tang Kingdom overnight.

He had to see it with his own eyes, otherwise he would never believe that she was dead.

Maybe, that wasn't her.

Feng Lihen kept telling himself that it wasn't true.

Feng Lihen left in a hurry. Except for his personal shadow guard, no one in the entire Qinglongyuan knew that he had left.

At the same time, Bei Yutang and his group arrived in Huizhou.

Huizhou Prefecture is the second most prosperous prefecture after Kyoto City, simply because it is crowded with merchants and customers, with a constant stream of tourists coming in and out every day.

There is a river in Huizhou that goes directly to the border of Youzhou.

Youzhou is the border between the Southern Tang Kingdom and the Great Zhou Dynasty, so merchants and travelers from the two countries or people going to the capital city would choose the relatively comfortable waterway, which is why Huizhou became prosperous and flourishing.

Bei Yutang and his group arrived at Huizhou Prefecture. Looking at the busy streets, Daixiang was still amazed, especially when she saw the large ship sailing on the river not far away.

"Sister Mu, look at that ship, it's so big and tall." Dai Xiang leaned against the window and looked at the two-story passenger ship docked at the pier in the distance.

Xiao Moer followed her and they all leaned against the window to watch the ships coming and going on the river. They had seen ships before, but had never seen such a big ship.