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

Chapter 319
Thinking about it, a slight smile appeared on Ziyin's cold face.

At this moment, his mind fell into a warm golden halo, and every scene he recalled was all about someone's face with various expressions.

He walked slowly to the door of the small dilapidated house, stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the dilapidated wooden door.

As the door was pushed open, a stream of silver moonlight poured into the room, and a slender black shadow stood in the gentle silver light.

A gust of wind passed by, inadvertently blowing off those few pink petals that stayed on Ziyin's body.

At this moment, Shen Qiaoyan was soundly asleep.

She hugged a piece of wood tightly with both hands, curled up in a corner of the bed, the bedding and the like had already been kicked to the ground by her.

Seeing this, Ziyin couldn't help frowning slightly, and the corners of his lips raised slightly.

He stepped forward to pick up the quilt on the ground and covered Shen Qiaoyan again, his cold eyes turned into a soft color, quietly looking at Shen Qiaoyan's sleeping face.

Shen Qiaoyan opened his mouth a few times, and the spittle from the corner of his mouth wet more than half of the pillow.

Although she was quite good-looking, she really couldn't see what kind of beauty she was from this appearance.

But his Ziyin just likes her funny appearance.

Ziyin sat on the edge of the bed, never taking his eyes off Shen Qiaoyan's face.

He raised his hand to caress Shen Qiaoyan's forehead, and brushed away the broken hair that was about to be eaten by her.

Ziyin sighed softly, "It's still like this."

There was silence all around.

Shen Qiaoyan felt itchy, so she frowned lightly.

She raised her hand and scratched her forehead, her mouth was still chattering like she was eating.

Ziyin smiled helplessly, and suddenly noticed a piece of wood in Shen Qiaoyan's arms.

He looked back at the mountains of wood piled up outside the door, then looked around at the house surrounded by wood piles, and shook his head.

If she hadn't been against him everywhere, he wouldn't have used this method to force her to realize that she had to bow her head under the eaves.

There was a trace of coldness in Ziyin's soft eyes.

If she had been more obedient, he wouldn't have worked so hard.

Ziyin moved his eyes to Shen Qiaoyan, and raised his hand to caress her face.

Then he wanted to take Shen Qiaoyan's hand away and take out the piece of wood that she held in her arms.

Unexpectedly, Shen Qiaoyan hugged the wood tightly, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't move the wood even a bit.

Ziyin frowned.

He thought to himself, since she loves that piece of wood so much, it doesn't matter if she holds it.

Thinking of this, Ziyin was about to get up and leave.

Suddenly, she didn't know what Shen Qiaoyan was dreaming about in her dream, only heard a sound from the ground.

Ziyin's cold hand was suddenly grasped tightly by Shen Qiaoyan.

"Don't leave me behind."

Then Shen Qiaoyan's weak and hoarse voice came from behind.

Ziyin frowned and turned his head, only to see the piece of wood that was hugged tightly by someone rolled to the ground just now, and two lines of tears fell on someone's face at some point.

Ziyin felt as if he had been pulled in his heart.

"Uh, don't leave me behind." Shen Qiaoyan seemed to be choking, and grabbed Ziyin's hand and pulled it into her arms.

Seeing that someone's eyes were weeping continuously, begging extremely, the soft light in Ziyin's eyes flickered.

But he kept guessing in his mind what kind of things made Shen Qiaoyan look like this.

"Don't, don't go. Why did you choose to fulfill me? It's not worth it, I don't want it" Shen Qiaoyan murmured, tears overflowing from the corner of her eyes.

Ziyin frowned, and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Shen Qiaoyan's eyes.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned, and tears kept pouring out, feeling that she had encountered someone or something in her dream that made her cry bitterly.

It's really distressing to see such pain.

The night was silent.

"No. I don't. I don't want you to die, you are not allowed to die," Shen Qiaoyan murmured.

(End of this chapter)