Prince Jin raised his eyelids and glanced at Long Chi'an, his voice already sounding don't know what this kid was thinking, he actually used these words to deceive. He buried the bodies of the princess and her child himself, how could it be fake? Seeing that the King of Jin did not believe him, Long Chi'an concealed his anxiety and said slowly, "Uncle, that lady is about the same age and looks as my aunt, but she also has a son. The age of that lady's son is also the same as Wen Yu." Upon hearing this long-lost name, King Jin was stunned for a moment. Soon he murmured, "Wen Yu, Long Wen Yu, thank goodness Chi An you still remember him." Long Chi'an showed a sincere and serious attitude: "Uncle, you also know that the relationship between Wen Yu and I is like that of brothers. With such a close relationship, how could I forget him? Wen Yu, Gao Zhuo and I often hung out together. The years of childhood are always beautiful, and I often think of Wen Yu in my dreams. After Wen Yu passed away, my relationship with Gao Zhuo became very weak. He is the most important person among the three of us. I also thought that the resemblance between the mother and son in Beijing and my aunt and Wen Yu was just a coincidence, but I really hope that they are all alive and well." After listening to his eloquent speech, King Jin's expression finally relaxed a little. "Chi An, you are a good kid. If Wen Yu were still alive, he would be the same age as you and would be old enough to get married." Prince Jin let out a long breath and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Just don't ask him where the lady and her son are.

Long Chi'an frowned, it was obvious that his uncle Prince Jin still didn't believe it. Then he lowered his voice and asked, "Uncle, do you want to go see the mother and son?" "No need. Why should I bother the lives of strangers?" King Jin poured himself a glass of wine and drank it again. Long Chi'an asked directly: "Uncle, have you ever seen the new champion?" "I haven't been involved in government affairs for many years. Whether or not someone gets the first place in the imperial examination is none of my business." Considering his brotherly love for Wen Yu, his uncle would not chase him away immediately. Long Chi'an continued, "This new champion is highly regarded by the Emperor's uncle, and is now the chief minister of the cabinet. His name is Fu Ciyi, and he is the son of the lady that my nephew just mentioned. He is the same age as Wen Yu." Prince Jin said calmly: "Brother Huang has found such a talent to be the Prime Minister. This is a blessing for Dajing." Long Chi'an also took a sip of wine and continued, "The most important thing is that Fu Ciyi's cold personality is similar to that of Long Wenyu when he was young. When the accident happened, he and I were still young. Now that we have grown up, his appearance may become unrecognizable, but the possibility of his personality changing is very small." "Chi An, you don't have to say anything more." King Jin placed the wine glass on the table. "You saw Wen Yu's body with your own eyes. Don't you believe your eyes?" Long Chi'an smiled awkwardly and raised his hand to pour wine for King Jin again. He knew very well that if he continued talking at this moment, he would only annoy his uncle. The only solution now is to let my uncle go and see for himself so that Fu Ciyi's identity can be revealed. However, it is not so easy to persuade his uncle to visit the Fu family. He needs to prepare some excuses and must not be impatient at this moment. Therefore, after finishing the meal, I said goodbye. King Jin moved his fingers, signaling him to go back to where he came from. More than an hour later, Long Chi'an returned to the Princess's Mansion. After returning to the mansion, he went straight into the study.

Mr. Ding has already painted Wan Niang's portrait. He had to paint a portrait of the young Long Wenyu, and then a portrait of Fu Ciyi in his present state. When the time comes, we will take it to our uncle, the Prince of Jin. I believe that when his uncle sees the portrait, he will miss the person. In this way, Fu Ciyi's identity can be revealed to the public. As a descendant of the royal family, how can he become the prime minister? As the son of Prince Jin, he has no chance of becoming emperor. By then, Fu Ciyi really couldn't fight him. Losing the position of Prime Minister means losing power. Even if Fu Ciyi regained his status as the son of the Prince of Jin, now that the Prince of Jin's mansion has the Crown Prince Long Lihui, it would be difficult for Fu Ciyi to regain his position as the Crown Prince. With such an identity, how could he compete with him for Fu Ning? Thinking of this, the smile on his face became even wider. When he paints portraits, he is even more vivid. He continued painting until night fell, and the portraits of the young Long Wenyu and the adult Fu Ciyi were both completed. Picking up the portrait of Madam Fu painted by Mr. Ding, Long Chi'an started writing again. He had to paint a new portrait of Madam Fu. There are so many beauties around my uncle, the Prince of Jin, that ordinary women are not attractive to him. After all, Mr. Ding's painting is too simple. He needs to paint it in more detail. - The night wind is cold. The Prince’s Mansion, where the Prince sleeps. The prince who fainted today finally woke up at this moment. There were two women beside him, one was the Crown Princess and the other was the concubine Cai Mushi. They were overjoyed to see him wake up. "Your Highness has finally woken up." "You've worked so hard to keep me here. Go back and have a rest." The two women nodded in agreement and left. Soon, the prince ordered his servants to find his staff. "Your Highness, please don't be sad. I thought the emperor was venting his anger about his arm being bitten." The aide analyzed in a low voice, "If the emperor really wants to replace the crown prince, the punishment will definitely be more severe." "I know, but that doesn't mean that my father didn't mean it." The prince supported himself on the edge of the bed and sat up. "I can't figure it out. How can the second and third brothers, two idiots, think of asking for forgiveness?" It was obvious that the three of them had tampered with the horse farm, and one move could have implicated the other two. Everybody knows it tacitly and no one mentions it. Isn't that good? "Could it be that the Second and Third Princes have found a scheming advisor?" "I haven't heard of it." The prince shook his head. "If one person fails to do this, the emperor will punish him more severely. If only one person did this, it wouldn't be a big problem for me, but they all did the same thing."

The staff clasped their fists and said, "I will send someone to investigate." As soon as he finished speaking, another aide came in. "Your Highness, I have found out that the Second Prince had contact with Master Fu before. They drank in the restaurant and had a good chat." The prince narrowed his eyes when he heard this: "That makes sense. It was Fu Ciyi who was behind this." "But Your Highness, Lord Fu has not had any contact with the Third Prince. The Third Prince's actions today were entirely because he saw that the Second Prince had gained benefits. That's why he did so." "Oh, if that's true, then the problem becomes even bigger." The prince sneered. The two aides were puzzled: "Please explain clearly, Your Highness." "Master Fu did not come to support me, but instead supported the second brother, because the second brother is stupid and easy to control." The prince said coldly and laughed, "You contact other cabinet ministers and see if you can impeach him together." If anyone dares not to support him, he will destroy him. "Yes, Your Highness!" - It’s a snowy night and it’s so quiet. Yan Funing took the bottles, jars, and medicine box to the study in the front yard. In the study, Leng Feng and Leng Ying were already waiting. Seeing her coming, the two of them quickly stood up and greeted her: "Greetings, Madam." (End of this chapter)