The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 215 The Autumn Wind Is Bleak ([-])

A few days later, a clear day.

"My lord, the main palace has not eaten for a few days, this meal." A servant looked at the soup in his hand and said with a embarrassed face.

The old bustard looked up at the intact soup in the man's hand, shook his head and sighed, "The main palace won't eat it?"

The servant nodded.

The madam rubbed his chin and thought.

In the past few days, Jun Zechen didn't come to commit any crimes again. In addition to comforting the wounded and repairing the palace gate, Yanyan Palace lived a peaceful and stable life.

It had been several days since the main palace came back from the palace. Apart from taking good care of Mrs. Qiao Jin, which was normal, he felt that there was always something wrong with the main palace, but he couldn't tell.

Strangely, the only thing that clearly shows that something is wrong with their main palace is not eating for several days in a row.

"Did something happen in the palace?" The old bustard murmured, "If he had known that the main palace would become like this, he would have stopped her from entering the palace regardless of what he said."

The bustard sighed again.

"Forget it, come with me, I'll persuade the Lord Palace to eat something." The old bustard said to the servant, then got up to look for Shen Qiaoyan.

In the huge Yan Yan Palace, because it is late autumn, the leaves falling in the palace are all withered and yellow leaves.

Of course, there are also some flowers that bloom in autumn, stretching out a different posture in this breezy season.

Walking along the meandering water in the palace, gradually a rippling lake will appear at the end of the water.

Around the lake, there are many forests of red maples burning like flames and green bamboos.

Looking around, the calm water of the lake reflects the color of the blue sky, and the maple and bamboo forests in autumn are overlapping around the lake, everything is like a natural picture scroll.

The bustard and the servants walked a few dozen steps away from the lake, and found Shen Qiaoyan standing by the lake.

She was still wearing a red dress, but today she was wearing a red robe with white flowers trimming the floor and strapless.

Her waist-length hair was scattered behind her back, and two simple silver hairpins were inserted into the bun on her head.

Her cold and sharp body that has faded from the past, standing in such a natural and self-contained picture scroll, unexpectedly has an indescribable beauty of brilliance and refinement.

Their eyes stayed on Shen Qiaoyan's back for a long time before they came back to their senses. Just as they were about to go forward, another extraordinary figure appeared in their vision.

The noble white robe has always been like a lotus flower, the bright eyes are beautiful, and the appearance of the sky is beautiful, and the extraordinary temperament.

Even though his face is as pale as snow now, he still doesn't lose an inch of his brilliance.

"My lord, this." The servant pointed awkwardly at the situation in front of him.

The old bustard rubbed his chin, raised and lowered his brows lightly, he hesitated for a while, clapped his hands and said, "Forget it, I guess Master Qiao Jin is also here to persuade the main palace, let's go down first."

The servants nodded, and the group left.

The green smoke curls up by the lake, like a fairyland.

Shen Qiaoyan stared at the edge of the lake, her thoughts drifted away, she didn't even know that Qiao Jin was walking beside her.

"With trivial matters in mind, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I can't appreciate it."

Shen Qiaoyan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she turned around, she saw Qiao Jin's pale face.

"Qiao Jin? Why did you come out? Your injury hasn't healed yet." Shen Qiaoyan said to Qiao Jin lightly.

With a faint smile on Qiao Jin's lips, she gently held Shen Qiaoyan's right hand with her left hand, and said softly, "I've been lying down for several days, and I'm so bored, I want to talk to the lord."

Shen Qiaoyan's expression was calm, her eyes fell on Qiao Jin's hand holding her, "It's windy by the lake, I'd better help you go back to rest in my palace."

After finishing speaking, Shen Qiaoyan wanted to withdraw her hand, but Qiao Jin's left hand was tightly clenched and would not let go.

(End of this chapter)