Chapter 239: The Prince and Concubine Are in Collusion
She was thinking wildly when she looked up and realized that the Queen Mother had asked her father-in-law to escort her out of the palace to take her the wrong way.
"Father-in-law, this is not the way out of the palace," she reminded kindly
"Reply to the Ninth Princess, the Queen Mother will ask the servant to take you to another place." The father-in-law who was leading the way bent down and replied to her, and continued to walk forward.
Qing Ning was confused and looked around. This was a place she had never been to before. She only went to a few places in the palace. She had never been to the Queen's Palace. She had already walked there for such a long time.
I had no sense of direction, so I had to follow the father-in-law.
After passing several corridors and a large garden, the father-in-law stopped, pointed to a cobblestone path and said: "Ninth Princess, I will send you here. Keep going, at the end of the path,
The princess will meet the person she wants to meet."
"What does the Queen Mother mean by asking me to come here?" Qing Ning asked in a hurry.
"The Queen Mother said that when the Ninth Princess goes there, she will understand what she means. Everything depends on the Ninth Princess's own destiny, so I will resign first."
Watching him leave in a hurry, Qing Ning looked back at the road. The sun was setting at this moment, and wisps of red rays of light fell from the branches on both sides of the road. The mottled beauty that fell on the ground was breathtaking.
She hesitated for a while and finally stepped on the road. The raised stones tickled the soles of her feet, which made her feel itchy and painful.
There were bursts of bird calls from the woods on both sides, and Qingning's uneasiness and doubts disappeared. She thought that in this prosperous capital city, such sweet bird calls could still be heard among the red walls and green tiles of the palace.
The sound is really a wonderful sight
But when she curiously looked up the tree and found that the chirping birds among the dense leaves were caged and hung on the treetops, her heart sank again.
Just to hear the false calls of birds, but not hesitate to imprison them here in a cage, can you really find peace in this way?
Listening to it again at this time, the chirping of these birds is not cheerful, but they are mourning for their unfortunate fate.
It’s just that no one will listen carefully to what they say, and no one will care about their wishes. Such a beautiful sunset, freedom within reach, but no longer able to fly high.
Qing Ning has finished walking the gravel path, and at the end is a calm artificial lake with willow curtains on the shore. The sun has lost its dazzling light. At this time, she is as gentle as a shy girl. Someone is standing by the lake, looking up at it.
Slowly sinking, with a smile no less gentle than the corners of his mouth.