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

Chapter 294 Qinxiao Harmony (VIII)

"I, I... that's not what I meant," Shen Qiaoyan suddenly came back to her senses when she heard the words, and saw someone's cold pupils right in front of her eyes, and her cold left hand was also on the back of her right hand.

Her eyes dodged, her hands wanted to break free, and she forced a smile on her face, explaining: "How could His Highness the Prince's zither play the dead, it's because the blood of slaves and uncles is thicker than water, I miss you so much... "

After the words fell, Ziyin sneered on his face.

Under the moonlight, the branches of the peach cherry forest sway with the wind, and the light pink petals fall to the ground.

"I miss you so much..." Ziyin said, he glanced at Shen Qiaoyan, then he stood up, paced and turned his back to Shen Qiaoyan.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned, feeling a little flustered.

Didn't he believe what she said?
"Er Gouzi is calling Jun Zechen," Ziyin stood with his hands behind his back, his tone cold, "Jun Zechen is the king of Kaiyuan Kingdom that has passed away for several months."

Shen Qiaoyan's eyes widened suddenly, his face paled, and his heart became even more panicked.

He, he actually heard it!

How to do!
However, that Ziyin did not end there, but continued: "You say he is your uncle, then you are the daughter of Emperor Zefan of the Kaiyuan Kingdom, Princess Qiaoyan."

"No!" Shen Qiaoyan shouted suddenly.

She supported the pillar behind her and stood up with a dignified expression, "Er Gouzi's status is not that noble, Er Gouzi is just a small poor farmer in Nanfeng Kingdom, and his uncle is just the same name and surname as the king of Kaiyuan Kingdom."

"Oh?" Ziyin said coldly, "God, do you know what the crime of deceiving the emperor is!"

"Your servant understands." Shen Qiao said indifferently, because someone's back was facing her, she couldn't see someone's face, and she didn't know what kind of expression he had when he said Jun Zechen's identity.

Although the appearance of the prince of Nanfeng Kingdom is better than that of Jun Zechen, but thinking about it now, they still have many similarities.

"It's good to be clear. This king is not a soft-hearted person. No matter who deceives this king, this king will never forgive him!" Ziyin said, turning around, facing the colorful peach cherry forest outside Yuting, and continued, "Whether you are the princess of the Kaiyuan Kingdom or the poor of the Nanfeng Kingdom, if you enter the prince's hall of this king, you are the second dog of this king."

When Shen Qiaoyan heard the words, a lot of fine sweat broke out on her forehead. She looked at the profile of someone under the moon, and she really couldn't bring up the joy of admiration, but was filled with resentment.

What he meant was that no matter who she is, as long as she enters the Prince's Palace, she will be his firewood-chopping dog.

Thinking of this, Shen Qiaoyan's face turned dark.

What kind of debt did she owe in her previous life, and she was so unlucky in this life, and it all fell into the hands of this strange embryo.

In the dark night sky, a silver light quickly streaked across the sky.

Ziyin glanced coldly at the peach cherry forest in front of him.

"Your Highness, it's late at night, so Er Gouzi will leave first."

After careful consideration, Shen Qiaoyan decided to stay away from this strange embryo first, so as not to stay any longer, he completely revealed her old background.

Originally, she thought that according to someone's temperament, she would not let her go easily, and would definitely catch her, deepen the concept that she was his dog, and then let her go back to the den.

Unexpectedly, someone readily agreed.

"Well, step back." Ziyin said.

He didn't punish her, let her go easily without ridicule!

Shen Qiaoyan's face was slightly startled, and she quickly escaped from the danger without even thinking about it.

Ziyin frowned as he watched Shen Qiaoyan disappear into the depths of the peach cherry forest.

Did she hate being with him so much?

His eyelashes drooped, and his eyes were lonely for a while.

The evening wind lifted his silver hair to play in the air, and his exquisite face under the moonlight highlighted his extraordinary aura.

He raised his head, his expression still cold, "Feng Ji, come out."

After all, in the peach cherry forest in front of him, under a flourishing cherry tree, a dark shadow gradually emerged.

He quickly appeared in front of Ziyin, knelt on one knee and said, "Your Highness."

(End of this chapter)