"How long have they been gone?" Feng Qing was getting a little impatient.
Bei Yutang glanced at the time and calculated in his mind, "It's been four and a half hours."
Feng Qing stood up and said, "Don't wait any longer. I'm starving. Let's eat first."
"Wait a little longer."
Feng Qing had no choice but to continue waiting. During this waiting process, Bei Yutang became more and more uneasy.
"We feel something is wrong." Bei Yutang said solemnly, "Let's go look for them."
Feng Qing frowned, somewhat displeased, "Don't worry about it, they might be back soon."
Bei Yutang shook his head. "No. If they were going to come back, they would definitely be here now. It's already dark, and they wouldn't be unaware of what they'll face tonight. They must have encountered some situation that prevented them from returning."
"Let's go find them." Bei Yutang said, then stood up, took the knives from the kitchen, and handed one of the knives to Feng Qing.
Feng Qing took over and said, "What a hassle."
Although he said this, he still followed Bei Yutang towards the East Palace.
The East Hall and the West Hall were quite far apart. It took the two of them a full ten minutes to reach the East Hall. They saw that the long corridor was dark and gloomy, and the wall lamps in the corridor were instantly lit up when they appeared.
The sudden bright light made them close their eyes subconsciously. After adjusting to the bright light, they opened their eyes.
Bei Yutang was stunned looking at the wall lamps.
Feng Qing noticed her strangeness and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Although she said this, her expression was tense.
"Let's go. I don't know where these three people ran off to." Feng Qing muttered dissatisfiedly.
The two walked side by side, and when they came to a place, they found that one of the doors was half open.
Feng Qing pushed open the door and shone the flashlight in his hand into the room.
After Bei Yutang found the switch, the whole room was instantly lit up.
The two of them looked around the room. This room was not a guest room, nor a master bedroom, but a studio. Inside were many plaster statues. These statues were full-body statues, different from those in ordinary art academies.
Bei Yutang frowned slightly as his eyes swept across these portraits.
"Strange." She murmured.
"What's strange?" Feng Qing looked around but couldn't see anything wrong with the studio.
"Do you think there is something wrong with these portraits?" Bei Yutang said.
After hearing her words, Feng Qing took another careful look at the paintings in the room. Each and every painting was very beautiful. Even someone like him who didn't understand calligraphy and painting thought that these paintings were very good.
However, he couldn't see what was strange about these words.
"What's the problem? I can't see it." Feng Qing said frankly.
Bei Yutang pointed at a portrait on one side. "Look at these paintings. They're all oil paintings. These statues are in the same style as the paintings here. But look over here. They're all landscape paintings. These are two completely different styles."
"What's so strange about this? The people who painted these pictures used to like oil paintings, but later they stopped liking them and started painting landscape paintings." Feng Qing said indifferently.
Bei Yutang doesn't think so, because once an artist chooses a style, he or she will basically not change it temporarily to another one.
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