After a long time, one of the palace ladies couldn't bear the embarrassment in the room, broke the silence, and spoke.
"Miss Jiang."
Jiang Nanyan did not expect that the palace maid would suddenly speak, and was startled. The bowl in her hand fell to the table with a clang, spinning several times before stopping.[
"What, what's the matter?" Jiang Nanyan patted her chest in shock, looked at the palace maid, and spoke with a pale face.
"You..." The palace maid bit her lip and hesitated before continuing, "Do you know the person at the palace gate?"
"At the palace gate? Who is it?" Jiang Nanyan was stunned, not knowing who the lady in the White House was talking about.
"I heard from the guard guarding the gate that the man seems to be the king of Song State. He has been standing at the gate of the palace for a long time."
The king who praises the country?
Isn't that Xiahou Fengli?
Jiang Nanyan came back to her senses and shook her head, "I don't know him."
After finishing speaking, she picked up the bowls and chopsticks on the table and continued eating.
After taking a mouthful of white rice and stuffing it into his mouth, Jiang Nanyan stopped again, raised his head and asked the palace maid who suddenly mentioned this matter, "Has he really been standing for a long time?"
"Yes." The palace maid nodded, "I heard from the guard guarding the door that the king of Songguo has been standing there since the king and Miss Jiang returned to the palace. It has been two days and one night, and there are still people outside.
It’s snowing heavily, I don’t know how that person can bear it.”