Liu Xie sat alone by the window, frowning, and deep troubles were revealed in his eyes.

He sighed and murmured to himself: "Oh, how can we help Xi Yu?"

At this moment, a little eunuch came over.

His name is Xiao Lianzi.

Little Lianzi walked up softly and asked respectfully: "Your Majesty, why are you so worried?"

Liu Xie raised his head and glanced at Xiao Lianzi: "I am worried. Ji Yu has troubled me for a long time, but I have no choice."

He told me about Ji Yu's request to get Liu Long's portrait.

Little Lianzi was overjoyed and smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty, the matter is simply a coincidence. If I know someone, I might know the news about Liu Long."

A glimmer of hope flashed in Liu Xie's eyes: "Really? Who is this person? Take him to see me quickly!"

Xiao Lianzi kowtowed: "I'll make arrangements now."

At night, Liu Xie's room was brightly lit.

The candlelight swayed gently in the breeze, illuminating the entire room.

Liu Xie was anxiously waiting for Xiao Lianzi's return.

After a while, Xiao Lianzi led an old man into the room and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, I have brought this painter. He has seen Liu Long."

The painter bowed and bowed: "Welcome to Your Majesty, the villain once painted Liu Long, so he remembered his appearance."

Liu Xie was overjoyed: "Take it seriously? If you can draw Liu Long's appearance, I will definitely have a great reward!"

The painter smiled and nodded: "The villain must do his best."

Liu Xie quickly got up and walked to the painter: "Then let's start, I can't wait to see the portrait of Liu Long."

An hour passed, and the candlelight was still bright.

Liu Xie focused on the paintings completed by the artist, and the room was silent.

The painter presented the painting to Liu Xie and said confidently: "Your Majesty, Liu Long's portrait has been completed, and the villain promises that there will be no mistakes."

Liu Xie took the portrait, looked carefully, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Very good! Come on, go and find Xi Yu."

A guard took the order and left.

The old man finally received the reward from Liu Xie.

"Thank you, Caoren, for your reward."

"You don't have to thank you either. This is what you deserve. But if the portrait you paint is fake and deceived me, I will not let you go."

"Please rest assured, your Majesty, it will definitely not be fake."

The guards found Xi Yu.

"Prime Minister, the emperor has found someone to paint a portrait of Liu Long. Now please come over."

A trace of surprise flashed in Xi Yu's eyes. He did not expect that the emperor was so efficient in his work.

He smiled slightly, followed the guards and stepped into the manor again.

In the manor, Liu Xie stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of pride.

When he saw Xi Yu coming, he smiled and said, "Prime Minister, come and see this portrait. This is what Liu Long looks like."

Xi Yu gave a simple salute, walked quickly to Liu Xie, and looked at the portrait carefully.

Liu Long on the picture is lifelike, as if he can walk out of paper.

"How did Your Majesty get this portrait?"

At this time, the little eunuch, Little Lianzi, came over.

Liu Xie said: "All this is his credit."

At the same time, I told you about the relevant situation.

Xi Yu glanced at Xiao Lianzi gratefully.

He said, "Thank you, Xiao Lianzi, if you can succeed this time, you will be the first to be successful."

"You are polite to the Prime Minister. I feel very honored to be able to share the Prime Minister's worries."

Xi Yu was filled with joy. He thanked God for his help and made things go so smoothly.

Xi Yu looked at the portrait in his hand and showed a hint of relief on his face.

So he left here.

The next day, Xi Yu ordered several cavalrymen to find painters, draw the image, and post it everywhere.

The cavalry responded and hurried to do it.

Xi Yu thought to himself.

He understood that finding Liu Long was as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

However, with this portrait, it is much better than having no clues.

He looked up at the sky and prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that this clue could lead them to find Liu Long.

He remembered what happened last night.

Before leaving, Liu Xie said, "Prime Minister, I believe you will be able to find Liu Long."

Xi Yu nodded and said, "Thank you for your trust, I will do my best."

On the other side, Liu Long slowly opened his eyes in the room.

However, he felt extremely uncomfortable in his body, as if countless bugs were running around in his stomach.

Liu Long struggled to get up, but found that his body seemed to be nailed and could not move at all.

"Is there anyone? Who will help me..." Liu Long's voice echoed in the quiet room.

His eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, and the scene of himself killing the old immortal appeared in his mind again.

"Is this really a punishment from God?" Liu Long murmured to himself.

Liu Long's heart was filled with regret and fear, and he didn't know what his destiny would be.

At this moment, many painters came to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Xi Yu looked at Liu Long's portrait and began to think about it.

From now on, we must create momentum so that everyone can think that Jia Xu’s incident is related to Liu Long.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, many painters were busy painting portraits of Liu Long.

The room was filled with a faint fragrance of ink, and the painters waved their brushes intently.

After everyone finished painting, Xi Yu immediately arranged for the soldiers to post these portraits on various streets.

The soldiers took the order and left.

On the street, people stopped to watch the posted portraits and talked a lot.

"This man looks mysterious."

"I heard that Jia Xu's incident is related to him."

On the city tower, a soldier spoke loudly about Liu Song and Liu Long's rebellion, and his voice echoed in the air.

"Liu Song and Liu Long secretly colluded to rebel and endanger the safety of the people!" The soldiers' words were full of majesty.

The people below gathered around and listened to the soldiers' narratives.

In the crowd, an old man murmured to himself: "So that's it. It seems that the Prime Minister may have been wronged."

Another young man continued: "The person behind this scene is probably Liu Long's people, and they want to frame the Prime Minister."

The streets were bustling with people's discussions one after another.

There was a dull aura in Liu Long's residence.

Finally, a confidant came, named Wang Shuai.

Wang Shuai walked into the room and was shocked when he saw Liu Long.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" Wang Shuai asked with concern.

Liu Long said weakly: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and invite a doctor."

Wang Shuai nodded and turned around and left quickly.

Walking on the road, he felt a little confused.

"The reason why the boss became like this must be related to killing the old god. It was a retribution. We advised him not to act irritably, but he just refused to listen."

His heart was filled with worries and helplessness.
To be continued...