After hearing this, Li Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, “You retreat first, I know what to do.”
Chu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and respectfully lowered his head to retreat from Changchun Palace. When Chu Yuan walked to the gate of Changchun Palace, Li Jing suddenly called him and said in a deep voice: “What the gentleman said last time has already responded to the Daliao, saying that someone would come to discuss soon.”
Hearing this, Chu Yuan said without looking back: “Your Majesty looks at it and deals with it, Chu Yuan will not interfere.”
Looking at Chu Yuan’s elegant and handsome back, a trace of nostalgia flashed through Li Jing’s eyes. Once upon a time, he was like this, coming and going freely, handsome and romantic. But since when, he has already had too many bonds. The throne, Southern Tang, power, and desire
Out of Changchun Palace, Chu Yuan walked slowly in the palace with red stone and green tiles. At a corner, a luxurious and red carriage drove from a distance, and there were more than ten palace maids and eunuchs accompanying him. Judging from the show, it was as elegant as the queen.
Chu Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly. It must be someone in the palace. When the concubines were on their way, Chu Yuan still understood the rules that officials should retreat three times. So Chu Yuan retreated aside, lowered his head slightly, and did not go to see the palace concubine above the imperial carriage.
Although Chu Yuan did not deliberately look at the palace concubine, when a cold and pleasant voice came into Chu Yuan’s ears, Chu Yuan could not help but frowned.
“Xiaolan, do you think Your Majesty will like the ginseng soup made in my palace?”
“Your Majesty will definitely like the Empress’s wishes.”
“But I am afraid that Your Majesty will not like it.”
“Empress”
As the imperial carriage went further and further, the voice gradually became much smaller. Chu Yuan slowly raised his head and saw the imperial carriage disappearing at the corner, his eyes darkened.
Chu Yuan will never forget that sound after hearing it once. It was the Concubine Ling who he saw when he was lurking into the palace a few days ago. The deep and cold eyes that were kept from others thousands of miles away were really hard for Chu Yuan to forget.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Yuan turned around and walked out of the palace courtyard. He had no intention of appreciating the empty snow scenes everywhere, and there was only a thick layer of coldness in his eyes.
When Chu Yuan stepped out of the palace wall, a touch of green came from afar. After a closer look, he found that it was a green oriole.
At this time, the feathers on Qingying were a little water droplets, and they were obviously rushing to him. Chu Yuan combed the feathers for Qingying, and then asked with a smile: “Why are you so anxious?”
The Qingying flapped her wings and chirped in her mouth. Chu Yuan’s face slightly darkened, and she pursed her lips and said, “Are you saying that mother is coming to Jinling?”
The Qingying nodded, but Chu Yuan’s face changed, and then asked, “Does that mother know that Ge’er was taken away by Xiao Ran?”
After hearing Chu Yuan’s voice, the green oriole’s bird beads turned, obviously accusing Chu Yuan’s problem.
Seeing this, Chu Yuan sighed deeply and said, “Forget it, take me to the place where my mother settled.”
After hearing this, Qingying flapped her wings and flew shakingly in front of Chu Yuan. The water droplets on her feathers gradually dripped down as the floating of its wings, condensed into ice.