Xiang Xing couldn''t think of his solution.


    At that time, the speed of the carriage slowed down again. Then she suddenly felt that the front of the carriage seemed to sink faintly.


    Then there was a gentle knock on the door, accompanied by a low cry, from outside the carriage: "childe, urgent report!"


    The first speech finally came back from his endless meditation. His eyes were light: "say."


    "Yes."


    The shadow guard answered and continued, "childe, my subordinates accidentally got some news from Ling Gu near Ximeng city."


    As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand from the carriage and handed in a small plain scroll. "This is the portrait of Ling Gu drawn according to the description of the surrounding people. It may not be accurate, but please have a look."


    “……”


    The first quit, took the scroll and unfolded.


    A graceful middle-aged woman dressed in the unique costumes of Southern Xinjiang was vividly drawn on rice paper.


    At first glance, the man didn''t see anything.


    But Xiang Xing in his arms stared his soft eyes again in amazement. They were about to protrude and fall on the painting.


    Even one couldn''t resist, he directly stretched out his hand, grabbed the portrait from the man''s hand and stared.


    This


    Isn''t this the empress Wei Hongling of Bayang country she just saw???


    "... queen, have you seen her?"


    Seeing Xiang Xing''s strange behavior, he frowned a little at first, and couldn''t help asking.


    "... well."


    The little guy nodded heavily.


    He immediately closed his eyes and quickly searched through the memory heritage of the original owner''s little sister.


    After a while, I finally found some pictures related to the sister. Then I opened my eyes and stared at the first word.


    His face was serious. "When I was young, I saw this lady in the prime minister''s house."


    "Prime minister''s residence..."


    The first word murmured a few words, and I couldn''t help but close my thin lips, looking more complex and deep.


    This Ling Gu has something to do with Xiang Qian.


    Ling Gu, Princess Ling Luo, brother Huang, empress mother, Xiang Qian.


    Then catch up with the fragmentary clues collected over this period of time


    Suddenly, the man suddenly felt that there seemed to be a closed relationship network in his brain, which was slowly unfolding, making his thinking more and more clear.


    But at the same time, the carriage had stopped slowly.


    Their destination, Ping an inn, has arrived.


    At this time, it was getting late. The first thing I thought about was to put the network aside, take care of everything around me, and then find a quiet time to analyze it slowly.


    ……


    At night.


    Xiang Xing was tired all the way. He washed casually, turned out the light, climbed onto the soft bed and was ready to sleep in the dark.


    The man on the side gently hugged her as usual, but only closed his eyes and continued to solve his net in his brain.


    I don''t know how long it''s been.


    Xiang Xing was confused when he suddenly heard a quack alarm from ducks and ducks in his head: [a Xing! A Xing, wake up! Something''s wrong, quack!!]


    [... Ah?]


    The little guy answered with a bleary and depressed voice.


    But I saw Yaya actively open the GPS map and point to a pig liver that was slowly approaching. It was red. It rattled and shouted: "you Kang! That aunt is coming! She is squatting on the roof of the inn now!... no, she came down! She hung by the window!"


    [what?!]


    Being yelled by him, Xiang Xing was immediately inspired and his brain was most sober.