Chapter 70

Qiao Jin carried Shen Qiaoyan horizontally, walked around the bird screen behind him and put him on the agarwood bed.

Suddenly, a white pigeon flew in from the window, fluttered over the bird screen in the room, and circled around Shen Qiaoyan, "Coo coo, coo coo."

Qiao Jin frowned with slender eyebrows and stared coldly at the cowardly white pigeon. He helped Shen Qiaoyan cover the quilt with his hands, and was about to raise his hand to grab the white pigeon.

The white dove rolled its eyes as if it could see through his mind, but it fluttered even more violently.

"Cuckoo, cluck."

Shen Qiaoyan who was lying on the bed frowned impatiently, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Qiao Jin glanced sideways at the white pigeon, and there was a sinister glint on the corner of her thin lips.

I don't know what is good or bad!
He waved his sleeve to drive away the white pigeon that disturbed Shen Qiaoyan's sleepiness.

"Qing'er!"

A crisp voice suddenly lit up, and Shen Qiaoyan suddenly jumped up from the bed.

Qiao Jin cast a cold look at the annoying white pigeon, put down her hand, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Did you have a nightmare in the main palace?" Qiao Jin asked concerned.

Shen Qiaoyan nodded and raised her arms to wipe off the sweat and let out a deep breath.

After finally being able to sleep peacefully, I dreamed of such a thing.

Her face was a little pale, and when she looked up, she saw the white dove that was disturbing her sleep fluttering and landed on her lap.

Shen Qiaoyan frowned.

Flying pigeons?

Isn't this the flying pigeon she and Qing'er urgently contacted?Why are you here?Could it be that something happened to the prince's mansion?

The clever white pigeon raised its calf as if it understood what was in her mind.

A white light flashed quickly in Shen Qiaoyan's cold eyes, and quickly untied the creed tied to the white pigeon's leg, and unfolded the creed, which contained Qing'er Junxiu's handwriting.

The young lady and the lord came to pester me, so I hurried back to the house.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Jin looked at Shen Qiaoyan with a solemn expression and asked worriedly.

Shen Qiaoyan let out a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, it's just that a fool doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and he can only be satisfied if he makes others feel uneasy."

Qiao Jin smiled lightly, "But the prince?"

Shen Qiaoyan nodded and lifted the quilt to get out of bed, and said: "It seems that I have to go back."

She yawned and took out Meng Yun'er's human skin mask from her sleeve with a tired face, and put it on, complaining, "After Jun Zechen became stupid, I haven't slept well in the palace." One day, the main palace is exhausted."

Hearing this, Qiao Jin's beautiful eyes were drooping, and he said with a dry smile, "Then why doesn't the main palace be governed by the prince?"

Shen Qiaoyan changed into a mask and put on a black mask and said: "It's strange to say that, my lord gave him the antidote, but he was still stupid after waking up."

"Oh?" Qiao Jin looked down at her long sleeves with flowing clouds, and recalled Jun Zechen playing the piano in her mind.

The corner of his lips raised into a sneer.

His skill of playing the piano with every move does not show that he is a fool at all.

"My lord, do you think the prince is just pretending?" Qiao Jin said.

Shen Qiaoyan straightened her clothes and said: "No way, his meridians I passed are indeed different from ordinary people, maybe my antidote is not effective for him."

"However," Shen Qiaoyan recalled when she was knocked unconscious in the attic, "there is one thing that I really can't figure out."

Qiao Jin raised her eyes.

"Forget it, I have my own measure in this matter, Jin'er, just keep an eye on the third prince for me." Shen Qiaoyan smiled and teased Qiao Jin's chin a few times.

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the screen, sighed, and then flew out through the carved window in the room.

Frowning slightly, Qiao Jin slowly stepped out from behind the screen and raised her eyes to look out the window at the early morning sky, her long eyelashes drooping slightly as if she was thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)

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