Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Chu Ning's search for a painter caused a sensation in the city.

Although many people wanted to come and cheat some money, after seeing Ran Ming's divine power, many people gave up the idea.

Compared with life, money is insignificant.

What's more, Ran Ming's notoriety had already spread throughout the streets and alleys of Kyoto City, to the point where even children could stop crying.

This also made the palace relatively calm in the next few days.

Except for the first two days when many people signed up, almost no one came afterwards.

It was not until five days later that all the painters who had come gathered at the gate of the mansion. There was a huge crowd of about a hundred people.

Under the arrangement of the palace guards, everyone came to the yard and stood on both sides of the yard.

There were many desks placed in the middle of the courtyard, with the four treasures of the study on them. It was obvious that the palace was very concerned about this matter and had made preparations in advance.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Chu has arrived~"

Following a shout, Chu Ning came over with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, followed by four guards who carried Mo Yingying in a sedan chair and came in front of the crowd.

"Greetings to His Majesty the King of Chu!" Everyone saluted in unison.

Chu Ning put his hands behind his back, glanced at everyone, and then nodded and said, "No need to be polite, everyone. The purpose of inviting you here today is to draw the murderer's appearance."

He pointed to Mo Yingying behind him and introduced: "This is Mo Yingying, the eldest daughter of the Mo family. She saw the murderer that night. Please draw the murderer based on her description."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with a white beard patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness. I have been making a living by painting all my life. As long as this lady can describe her appearance, I can paint it."

Chu Ning showed a satisfied look on his face: "Very good, please take a seat, Miss Mo is about to start!"

Everyone sat down, and Mo Yingying then slowly said, "That night, I saw that man. He was not very big, about 30 years old, thin, and had fierce eyes."

As soon as these words were spoken, one of the painters' faces changed drastically.

But more people picked up their brushes and started painting.

All I heard was the sound of the brush falling, rustling continuously, and a human face was outlined.

At this moment, someone suddenly asked, "Miss Mo, does that person have an odd or even number of eyelids?"

Mo Yingying thought about it, shook her head and said, "It was too dark at the time, and I was a little far away from them, so I couldn't see clearly."

Someone else asked, "What does that person's nose look like?"

"What do the man's lips look like, upturned or flat?"

"Does that person have pockmarks on his face?"

The questions that came one after another were like a devilish sound penetrating her head, causing Mo Yingying, who had not yet recovered from her injuries, to change her expression drastically and start to get nervous.

Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down her smooth forehead, and her whole body was trembling.

"Your Highness, Miss Mo seems to be a little abnormal!" The guard's face changed slightly and he immediately reported to Chu Ning.

Chu Ning turned around and saw Mo Yingying's appearance, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Quickly take Miss Mo to the backyard, and send someone to invite the imperial physician!"

"Yes!"

The guards immediately carried Mo Yingying away, and someone went to call for the imperial physician.

This scene shocked all the painters present. They did not expect that at this critical moment, something would happen to Mo Yingying.

"Your Highness, Prince Chu, what should we do? We haven't finished the painting yet."

"Yes, I still have many questions for Miss Mo."

"If we don't make this clear, we won't be able to finish the painting."

"Yes, I have only drawn the outline, and I haven't drawn the facial features yet."

Chu Ning raised his eyebrows at what they said, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, the incident happened suddenly, and I didn't expect Miss Mo to be in this state. Maybe she thought of the murderer's appearance, and her emotions agitated and caused the injury to flare up.

How about this, you all have lunch in the palace first, and when Miss Mo gets better in the afternoon, I will send someone to spread her words.

Don't worry, I will definitely not give you less money than you deserve."

After he finished speaking, Chu Ning said in a loud voice: "Come here, go to Tianfeng Tower immediately and ask them to prepare lunch for all the painters!"

In order to appease the painters, Chu Ning paid for lunch for these people out of his own pocket.

When the painters heard that the palace provided meals and that the food was from Tianfeng Tower, of course they didn't want to leave.

What's more, the King of Chu personally promised to give the money, so it would be worth waiting for ten days, let alone one day!

Chu Ning calmed everyone down and went to the backyard immediately.

But what he didn't know was that at this moment, some of the painters were winking at each other.

They were the killers that night, who came to the palace disguised as painters just to kill Mo Yingying.

However, they would not take action before seeing Mo Yingying. They would only take action when they were sure that Mo Yingying was still alive.

When Mo Yingying showed up just now, they were startled and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Mo Yingying, for fear of being recognized by Mo Yingying.

Fortunately, Mo Yingying was sitting in a sedan chair just now, and she was not tall, so they took advantage of the cover of the crowd and were able to get away with it.

However, what Mo Yingying said just now made them terrified, because some of them did look the same as Mo Yingying described.

At first they didn't quite believe that Mo Yingying had seen their true appearance, but after hearing it with their own ears, they panicked.

At this moment, their murderous intent reached its peak!

They understood that they must not let these painters finish the paintings, otherwise they would not be able to leave the Chu Palace at all.

Fortunately, Mo Yingying's injury has now erupted. As long as we take preemptive action before Mo Yingying gets better again, we will be able to resolve this matter thoroughly.

If it were in the past, they might not even be able to enter the Prince Chu's Palace, let alone assassinate Mo Yingying.

But now it’s different. They entered the palace disguised as painters. All they need to do now is find an excuse to leave and then sneak into the backyard to kill Mo Yingying.

The killers made up their minds and waited for the right opportunity to find an excuse to escape.

At the same time, the shadow guards also found out the situation in the palace and reported it to the emperor immediately.

Imperial Palace, Yangxin Hall.

After listening to Zhao Ming's report, the emperor showed a look of surprise on his face: "I didn't expect Mo Yingying to actually see the murderer. It's really strange. It was so dark that night, how did he see the murderer's appearance?

Also, since Chu Ning dared to ask her to tell the murderer's appearance in public, could it be that the murderer was not sent by Chu Ning?

But this doesn't make sense. If the murderer wasn't sent by Chu Ning, then who sent him?"

At this moment, the emperor was confused.

Although he wanted to pin the blame on Chu Ning, he also wanted to know who the real murderer was.

The enemy in the open is not scary, what is scary is the enemy in the dark!

Although you don't necessarily need to cause trouble for the other party, you should still confirm their identity just in case.

While thinking, Zhao Ming said carefully: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Since the King of Chu has invited so many painters, I believe they are sure to paint the killer's appearance.

Once the portrait is out, we can catch the person and find out who ordered it!"

But the emperor shook his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "I'm afraid this matter won't be so simple!"