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

Chapter 228
Then, someone brought in a basin filled with hot water.

"Oh, I know that the guests must be hungry after a long journey, so I ordered someone to prepare some food." The female shopkeeper said, clapping her hands to signal the people outside to bring in the food.

Shen Qiaoyan raised her eyebrows and sneered.

Qiao Jin looked at the food on the table, smiled lightly and said to the female shopkeeper, "I will thank you, shopkeeper."

"You're welcome, as long as the handsome guy eats well." Saying that, the female shopkeeper took advantage of the situation and threw herself on Qiao Jin again.

Shen Qiaoyan snorted coldly, fixed her eyes on the female shopkeeper who was about to pounce on Qiao Jin, picked up the chopsticks in her hand and knocked on the rice bowl vigorously, "Eat!"

The female shopkeeper waved her hands with a dry smile, and hurriedly exited the room while saying, "Then don't bother or bother the guest officers."

Immediately afterwards, the door was closed again.

Shen Qiaoyan put down the chopsticks in her hand, looked at the food in front of her and frowned.

"Main Palace, did you say that the shopkeeper heard what we just said?" The old bustard said while picking up the bowls and chopsticks and was about to eat.

There was a gloomy look in Shen Qiaoyan's eyes, and she recalled the scene of the woman pushing the door and entering in her mind just now.

With her vigilance, she didn't notice the female shopkeeper's approach. Could it be that she was too engrossed and ignored it?

"I don't know." Shen Qiaoyan said indifferently.

The old bustard frowned, looked at Shen Qiaoyan's face with wide eyes in amazement, and said with a smile, "Is there a time when the main palace doesn't know? In the past, I must have known that the partition wall has ears, and the food is poisonous."

Shen Qiaoyan squinted his eyes and looked at the old bustard, with a blooming smile on his face.

The old bustard felt a chill go down his back, and the other half of his face hurt. He lowered his head and glanced at Qiao Jin on the other side.

Qiao Jin seemed to stay out of it, eating silently.

"I, I'm wrong, can't it be okay?" The bustard said aggrievedly, covering both sides of her face with her head lowered.

Shen Qiaoyan glanced at Qiao Jin eating quietly, then turned to look at the bustard.

She stretched out her hand and patted the bustard's shoulder vigorously, and said with a half-smile: "Speak well in the future."

The old bustard nodded fiercely, picked up the bowl and chopsticks in front of him, and lowered his head to eat vigorously.

so close.

"It's not safe here. We'll all sleep in this room tonight. If there's any movement, we can act together." After finishing speaking, Shen Qiaoyan also picked up the bowls and chopsticks in front of him and began to gulp down the food.

She has been hungry for more than a month. If she hadn't had qigong body protection, she probably wouldn't be able to survive.

The lights in the house flickered, and the air was so quiet that only the sound of eating was left.

The old bustard couldn't bear the quiet atmosphere while eating. He asked, "Why are you so obsessed with going to Nanfeng Kingdom, Lord Palace?"

"I've also heard about the South Wind Country. I heard that the South Wind Country is a powerful country and a rich country. It is very mysterious. It not only attracts a lot of people from the world, but also attracts many royal nobles and businessmen."

"But the most numerous are women. Whether it's a young girl, a widow or an old woman over [-] years old, they are all fascinated by the beautiful men of Nanfeng Country."

Shen Qiaoyan stared at the talking bustard from the corner of her eyes, "What do you want to say?"

The old bustard swallowed a mouthful of food and said bravely, "I'm afraid, someone is one of them."

"Snapped!"

"what!"

In an instant, another perfect arc was drawn in the room.

The bustard sat on the ground with a grievance on his face.

"Booty." Shen Qiaoyan glanced at the old bustard on the ground with a cold expression, and put down the rice bowl in his hand.

The old bustard sniffed, covered the other side of her face, and silently sat back on the stool, not daring to say anything more.

(End of this chapter)