When Yan Yiyun left the palace, the sun had already set outside, and the remaining half-red afterglow stained a large area of the palace, half bathed in the sunlight that still had residual warmth, and half was in the shadow mottled darkness.

She entered the palace three times, two of which were to the banquet, both sides of the palace wall were brightly lit, bright as day, the candle flame was taken care of, and none of them should be extinguished, and there were palace people carrying lanterns to guide the way wherever she went, even if it was dark night, there was no such feeling now, and the other time was to enter the palace early in the morning to ask for peace, and before noon it was already out of the palace, and Qi Ziyu and her all the way, there was no such experience, and now there is only a fluorescent candle flame beside him, showing a somewhat cold appearance.

Occasionally, there was a gust of autumn wind passing by the hall, whirling past Yan Yiyun, she shrunk her neck, and the hand she clenched in her sleeve began to be a little cold, without Qi Ziyu covering her, nor did she bring any hand warmer, so she only held it tightly, not daring to relax in the slightest, but in this way, the blood was even more impassable, and her hands were getting colder, but she didn't relax a little, as if she was afraid of being swallowed up by this palace.

There are palace people passing by and no one stays, just a little salute and then pass by, Yan Yiyun has no voice around her, the more terrifying she feels, and she can't help but think about the strange things that happened in the Forbidden City that she once watched on the Internet, the more she thinks about it, the more she feels that the hairs all over her body are standing upside down.

Although this is not the Forbidden City, nor is it any dynasty she knows. But in the end, it is the same palace, and I don't know how many lonely souls and wild ghosts are buried in it, and those who die of old age and unjustly die. There are shadowy lights and shadows in every corner, as if they are hiding a lonely soul.

The eunuch who still came to announce her entry into the palace led her out of the palace, and he didn't say anything to her along the way, only carefully and occasionally reminded her where there were steps and where they were uneven, so he didn't stop until the palace gate. He bowed slightly, and said in a thin voice, "The slave will be sent here, and Mrs. Qi Hou can leave the palace from here, and the carriage of the Hou Mansion outside is still waiting." ”

"There is Father-in-law." Yan Yiyun politely thanked him. took out the silver in his sleeve that had long been tucked by Biliu to reward him, and the eunuch smiled even more with the silver, and bowed her out of the palace.

Outside, separated by a wall. One door away. It was another world, Yan Yiyun suddenly felt that the blood on his body was running again, his hand was loosened, and he walked a few steps quickly, and sure enough, he saw that the carriage was still waiting at the gate of the palace, and when the coachman saw her come out, his lips moved, and he didn't know what to say. He was about to get out of the carriage to meet her, but he saw the curtain of the carriage beat. Qi Ziyu got out of the car, walked to her in a few steps, and asked to himself.

"How? Cold or not, hungry or not? He looked Yan Yiyun up and down, and stared at her eyes carefully, to make sure that he had not suffered any grievances, and then he was a little relieved, Yan Yiyun was originally following the carriage of the eunuch who invited people all the way into the palace, he waited in the house and waited in his heart was not stable, no matter what time it was, he was worried but not exposed, only stained with Yan Yiyun's matter, so he couldn't sit still anymore, and simply let the car wait at the door, knowing that the hour was still early, since she entered the palace, the concubine didn't let her out so quickly, But Qi Ziyu felt that he was only here and waiting, and his heart was stable, as if he could be more helpful if he was closer to her.

"It's nothing, let's go home and talk about it." Yan Yiyun looked back at the palace gate without a trace, the guards dutifully closed the door tightly, and they couldn't see the situation inside, but they still felt that there were surveillance eyes everywhere.

"Okay, let's go home." Qi Ziyu didn't understand what she meant, and immediately said, and when he held her hand and helped her into the car, he suddenly paused, "Your hands are so cold again, you should wear more, no matter what, you have to let Biliu and Su Rui prepare a hand warmer for you." ”

He muttered in a low voice, Yan Yiyun vaguely heard anything and didn't answer, but when he saw him in his heart, he still felt a lot more stable, his whole body relaxed, and the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed, only to realize that his back was already dripping with coolness, presumably in the palace of the concubine, he was nervous and sweating but didn't feel it.

"Are you hungry, just to wait for me to eat at noon, and let me stay in the palace for an afternoon, presumably there is nothing to eat at the concubine Niangniang, I will let you keep warm porridge, go back and drink a little first." Qi Ziyu didn't know if she was frozen or scared when she looked at her little face, and most of the gleam in her eyes was gone, especially without his favorite shiny appearance, he was distressed, so he didn't care if she was still outside and reached out to grab her.

"Well, I'm hungry, I didn't even dare to drink a sip of tea, now I'm thirsty and hungry, and it's cold, it's very cold without you covering my hands for me." Yan Yiyun didn't struggle anymore, her heart was warm, so she whispered grievances and complained, and the news she heard from the concubine didn't know if Qi Ziyu knew or not, which added a little bit of unspeakable depression.

"Alright, let's go home." Qi Ziyu listened to it, and his heart was even more twisted, and he coaxed softly, and ordered the coachman outside, a little faster.

It wasn't until she returned to Qi Mansion that Yan Yiyun entered her room and sat in the dining room facing a table of steaming food, so she came to her senses, and what she wanted to eat with chopsticks, Qi Ziyu had already sandwiched it and sent it to her bowl, and Qi Ziyu knew her preferences and took care of her properly without any mistakes.

After eating a full stomach, Yan Yiyun felt a lot better, and it didn't seem like he had been scared in the palace for an afternoon, his two eyes were quite bright under the candle flame, Qi Ziyu looked at her and smiled, in fact, he hadn't eaten anything, but seeing that she was so safe and sound, he was not hungry, so he only let the leftovers be taken away, and the two went back to the room together, one was wrapped in a quilt on the bed, and the other was half-lying on the ground talking.

"What did the concubine tell you today?" Qi Ziyu waited for a long time, but when he didn't see Yan Yiyun taking the initiative to speak, he had to ask, with a hint of imperceptible nervousness in his voice, but Yan Yiyun was still recalling every word of the afternoon, and he didn't have the usual keen sense.

"You're going to have good luck, and you're going to be lucky!" Yan Yiyun said sarcastically, speaking of which, this actually has nothing to do with Qi Ziyu, it is just wishful thinking on the part of the emperor and the concubine or an arrangement to be made for their purposes, they seem to be noble, but in the end they are just pawns of the people above. (To be continued......)