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"Father, do you only have that vicious witch in your heart? You don't care about your mother at all, do you?" Prince Louis twitched his forehead and his voice was low.

The king was not angry and arrogant, and scolded: "What about the etiquette you have learned for so many years? That is the respectable Mrs. Offie! And the queen also agrees with our contacts, do you have any objection? "

Prince Louis' chest heaved violently, but he did not accuse the king in the end, and only informed the king of Liz's arrival in a flat tone before leaving the hall.

My God! My poor Liz! Father hasn't seen you for nearly twelve years. I don't know if you are doing well.

The surprised and delighted king hurriedly stopped the prince and wanted to inquire about the specific situation, but the prince just left the dark hall without looking back.

Considering the darkness of the night, the king was inconvenient to disturb his daughter who had just returned. He sighed, let down his spirits, and walked slowly to the throne, bowing his head and thinking about life.

Soon, a corner of the hall suddenly lit up - Zheng Yuan entered with an oil lamp.

She walked up to the king with the prescribed steps, bowed in a regular manner, put a stack of rolled papers in one hand, and after posing, said: "Your Majesty, these are the princesses who asked me to The paintings sent are also hand-painted by the princess."

The king took over the painting, and his mood quickly changed from anticipation to nervousness. These simple sketches outline the structure of the princess' bedroom, some rough, some meticulous, some partial and whole.

Painting skills are not the point, the king stared at the date in the lower right corner, with a trace of disgust and irritability in his eyes.

The king waved Zheng Yuan back, and then asked the guards to guard the two exits of the hall, then tore up all the paintings in an orderly manner, and finally took out the flint from his belt and burned the paintings.

After the king and the guards left, Yan Zhengyan rubbed his numb legs and quickly returned to Xu Qing's studio.

It was midnight, all the lights were turned off, the whole castle was silent and dark.

Zheng Yuan could not leave the vicinity of the princess, and the last five people directly used Hua Qing's props to build a spiritual channel to communicate.

"I've been exhausted since this evening. It spins like a spinning top, and now I can take a breath." Hua Qing complained a few words, and then talked about her discovery: "I made it in the kitchen. Many desserts are ordered by the princess. She really enjoys it, she picks desserts with complicated production process, and she has such a big appetite that she ate them all."

Zheng Yuan said that in addition to being sent to send paintings to the king, he spent the rest of the time squatting outside the door, and the desserts were brought back by the old woman.

Xu Qing mentioned that no one notified the queen about Liz's arrival, and the queen had been lying on the slump to rest while he was painting.

In the end, Yan Zhengyan described in detail the confrontation between the king and the prince in the hall, as well as the king's behavior of burning the painting. The only pity was that she could not see the content of the painting at that time.

Zheng Yuan was also helpless. Although the paintings were sent by herself, they were all covered with ink pads. If they were opened, they would not be closed, so she did not know what was in the paintings.

Is Liz the real princess?

Why didn't the prince tell the queen Liz to return?

Why did the king burn paintings? What's in the painting?

Who is that old woman who lives with Liz?

There are many mysteries that haunt them, and the five only wait until dawn to see if the king admits Liz's identity.