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

Chapter 468
After Lan Ruo finished speaking, she was about to order someone to take Bai Xiao down.

Suddenly, Liu Yanxin's gloomy and cold face at the side flashed a cold look, she stretched out her hand to stop her, "Wait a minute."

Lan Ruo raised her eyes.

Liu Yan raised her long eyelashes suddenly, and said coldly, "Lan Ruo, help me find another person."

Hearing this, Lan Ruo's eyebrows tightened.

Find someone?

Liu Yan nodded heartily, and looked at Lan Ruo coldly.

The wind blows the leaves, and the rustling leaves accompany the long night.

"My lord, what are you doing?"

The old bustard saw Shen Qiaoyan sitting alone under the dark night, with his whole head leaning against the red pillar of Yuting, his expression was calm, very different from usual.

Hearing this, Shen Qiaoyan's thick long eyelashes twitched, and when she raised her eyes to see the old bustard, she felt a sense of loss in her heart for some reason.

After a while, she lowered her long eyelashes again, and leaned against Yuting, silently not wanting to speak.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" The old bustard scratched his head, stepped forward a little puzzled, sat down with Shen Qiaoyan, and asked.

Shen Qiao said nothing.

The old bustard looked at Shen Qiaoyan's indifferent face, feeling something was wrong in his heart, he said with some worry on his face, "The main palace, the night is cool, why don't you go back to the dormitory to rest."

"Don't talk, let me be alone." Shen Qiaoyan opened her lips lightly.

The old bustard scratched his head, thinking about it, but he couldn't understand what happened to Shen Qiaoyan, but he was not a person who could endure loneliness, so he started chattering a lot.

"Oh, Lord Palace, let me tell you that Your Highness hasn't been back to the Prince's Palace in recent days. I heard that the Heart Eater Palace is coming in such a way that even the Holy Majesty of Nanfeng Kingdom is very anxious... Oh, so is Your Highness. Hard work, His Highness's wounds haven't healed yet, Lord Palace, do you think it will..."

"Buddhist, shut up." Shen Qiaoyan said coldly.

The old bustard twitched the corners of his mouth, and closed his mouth unhappily.

After a while, the old bustard looked at the sky, and then at the peach cherry forest. He was really bored. Just when he wanted to say a lot, Shen Qiaoyan straightened up suddenly, and said coldly, "He Will they all come?"

"Ah?" The old bustard frowned, was stunned, looked back, nodded, and said, "Well, almost."

Shen Qiaoyan raised her cold eyes and leaned back against the pillar.

Seeing Shen Qiaoyan's indifferent appearance, the old bustard scratched his face in bewilderment.

And behind Yu Ting, among the peach cherry trees one after another, there is a pair of deep pupils silently watching someone in Yu Ting. The cold air that permeates people on weekdays, but only a bit of tenderness, a bit of reluctance, and a bit of sadness mixed together.

On his fair face, there was less of the look of the past, and more pale and powerless.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his silver hair was partly bundled and partly scattered, his lips were tightly pressed, and there was an indescribable sadness in his whole body.

And on his left, under the tree not far away, there is also a figure, that figure stands proudly like a lotus flower, but faintly exudes a burst of sorrow and sorrow.

After a while, the eyes of the two collided.

The four eyes are facing each other, of course sparks are indispensable.

Ziyin glared at Qiao Jin coldly, then walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

And Qiao Jin looked at Ziyin with spikes in his eyes.

The two seem to have a deep hatred for the enemy, looking at each other is not pleasing to the eye.

Night, endless darkness.

Shen Qiaoyan looked at the dark sky above her head, and she didn't know where her thoughts drifted.

(End of this chapter)