Chapter 47

Zhao Yin walked forward without saying a word.

Zhao stood behind her. Zhao Yin stopped and took a look at her. "Since the princess wants to share weal and woe with this king, don't regret it in the future."

Ah Zhao snorted, "watch it."

The two men were escorted into the palace of ease by the heavily armed guards.

By the time we got to the palace, it was already dark. There was only a little light and shadow on the horizon.

The guard lit a torch and stood at the door with no intention of going in.

"Come in, you two."

Zhao Yin looked at him and walked in.

A Zhao follows him in silence.

"Creak" a, mottled paint off the door behind the two closed.

It's very dark in the cold palace. The Anle palace has always been uninhabited. Naturally, no one lights up at night.

Fortunately, Zhao Yin still has a torch in his hand, so that they can't see anything.

Rao is like this, the visibility of torch is limited in the end, this cold palace is dilapidated, the light gives out some shadowy things in the distance, which is really frightening.

A Zhao has some drumming in his heart.

I don't know that Qin Zhao is afraid of the black and the ghost. She is afraid anyway.

Zhao Yin in front of her doesn't pay attention to people. She can only talk with marshmallow to cheer up, so that she can be distracted and not so afraid.

However, the result of distraction was that she stepped on something she didn't know, hard and round, and slipped out at once.

"Ah A Zhao exclaimed in surprise, and the whole person rushed to the ground and was firmly held by one hand.

"Walk well, what do you call?" Zhao Yin frowned.

A Zhao just wanted to say thanks, but he choked his mouth and said nothing.

Zhao Yin continued to walk forward. After two steps, he suddenly stopped and stretched out his hand: "hold on to my sleeve."

A Zhao was stunned for a moment.

Zhao Yin said impatiently, "hurry up, it's getting late. Isn't the princess trying to stand in the open yard for a night?"

A Zhao: "it's just Can you talk about it?

Clearly is a soft hearted, how to talk so irritating?

If it was Qin Zhao, maybe he would have gone straight to the bar, but at the moment, ah Zhao was really a bit of a counsellor. He just wanted to leave here and find a place to rest.

So she obediently recognized and counselled Zhao Yin's clothes.

Zhao Yin did not care too much about her and usual wrong, after all, anyone suddenly encounter such a change, afraid will not adapt.

Fortunately, the structure of the palace is almost the same, Zhao Yin soon found the bedroom.

However, the bedroom that ah Zhao was looking forward to

Where the torch could shine, the hall was in a mess. There were pieces of porcelain on the ground, rags of cloth, and unknown liquids everywhere. The thing that could barely be called "bed" was also a mess.

Zhao Yin was silent for a moment.

Since he was a child, he was rich in clothes and food. Today, he suddenly encountered great changes. It is not easy for him to keep calm until now.

The reality can always exceed the bottom line of people's acceptance. He looked at the situation in front of him that he had never thought of in his 21 years of life. He was stunned for a moment.

I don't know what to do.

A Zhao is also stunned.

However, she knows that she can accept the reality better than Zhao Yin in the task.

With a sigh, a Zhao imitated Qin Zhao's usual temperament and snorted, "what are you doing here? Is the king of Yan going to stand in this hall all night

Just as it was, Zhao Yin's previous words were returned intact.