325. Chapter 324 The storm rises and crosses the gate 5
Time passed quickly. Qi Yan's imperial doctor probably treated the concubine's injury. Uzhina brought two maids and brought hot tea to a small table and two plates of snacks.
A number of people were gathered in front of the Prince's Mansion to watch the excitement. The gatekeepers immediately rushed out and stood on the avenue to disperse the crowd.
The sun gradually reached the sky, and the winter wind was a bit cold. Arnold was sitting at the door, and the cool breeze kept pouring into her neck. She held a silver hollow hand warmer in her hand, and in front of her was a small table.
On the table is an exquisite clay stove making tea. Next to the small table is a charcoal pot, and the surroundings are still warm.
The concubines all showed dissatisfaction. They had been standing for a long time. Their feet were numb from the cold, their noses were red from the cold, and their cheeks were stained with a layer of purple. But even so, no one dared to say anything.
, everyone can only endure the anger in their hearts.
Arnold looked around casually, but every time he would glance at a thin wound on a woman's hand. The corners of his mouth raised, revealing a beautiful smile.
"The prince returns home."
After a long announcement, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had suffered a lot today, most of them had never seen the prince. The prince didn't seem to like women and rarely went to the backyard. After hearing the announcement, everyone
Everyone widened their eyes to see what the prince looked like.
As soon as Zhenjin got off the sedan, he saw the guard in front of the Prince's Mansion. He looked towards the door with confusion. He saw a petite figure sitting on the threshold, wearing a dark blue jacket that looked like a round heart.
basketball. His black hair was very long, not all of it combed up today, and spread down his back like a beautiful black waterfall. He smiled slightly, strode towards the group of figures, and unbuttoned the purple trousers he was wearing as he walked.
Fur fox fur cloak.
Arnold didn't look back and sat quietly on the threshold waiting. In fact, it wasn't that she didn't want to stand up, it was just that it was easy to sit down but difficult to stand up.
Zhenjin came over and everyone knelt down to salute. He raised his hand slightly to signal them to get up. Kuokuozhen kept looking at him and stood blankly next to the chair.
Zhenjin turned around and stood in front of Arnold, "Amul, aren't you afraid of getting cold while sitting here?"
Arnold raised his face. His delicate face was like a perfect jade carving, and his dark eyes were like shining black gems. "Someone refused to let me in, so I can only sit here and wait for you to come back."
Zhenjin stretched out his hand and pulled her up, "Why don't you let someone notify me." As he said this, he put the big cloak in his hand on her body, "How long have you been waiting?"
"Just a moment." Arnold calmly allowed Zhenjin to help her put on the cloak, and watched the beautiful hands help her tie the belt.
"Who won't let you in?" Zhenjin said calmly, but his eyes became sharp. He first glanced at the concubine present, and then looked at Kuokuozhen.
Kuokuozhen's expression changed, but what made her feel even more uncomfortable was her heart. He didn't believe her, and after the woman said something, he was the first to doubt her. Kuokuozhen felt like he was being stabbed into the heart.
Pricking the needle in little by little until it was completely submerged. "It's not me." Her voice was calm, and her eyes were looking straight at the real gold.
"I know it's not you." Zhenjin smiled faintly, "I was just wondering why you are here."