Snake King begging Ji

Chapter 298 Finale: The Sparrow Becomes a Real Phoenix (3)

Everyone was silent, Yuhu raised a glass of wine, took a sip, and said: "Panpan, there are some things that I have to tell you truthfully. You eat first, and come to the garden to find me later. Be good, be sure Want something to eat, okay?"

The seriousness on his face, and the drooping silentness of several maidservants at the same time, made Panpan's heart sink suddenly.

What happened?What happened to him?
Although her heart was in a mess, her feet walked as if they had their own consciousness.

When she finally stopped, Panpan looked up and saw that she was already outside the study.

Familiar scenery, Zhu Yan has not changed her hair on her temples.Every plant, every tree, every brick and every tile that passed by in the past, with bright glaze, seemed to vaguely have his figure passing by.

Stretching out his hand tremblingly, he pushed open the door, but unexpectedly, there was no one in the room.

While heaving a sigh of relief, he raised his heart again, Panpan hurriedly called a girl not far away: "Where is the prince?"

The servant girl hurriedly knelt down and replied, "The lord left last night."

Panpan stared at her blankly, and gradually opened his mouth.

he's gone?
Why is he leaving?
Is he never coming back?

why why?
Holding the skirt tightly with both hands, Panpan hurriedly walked around the study and walked towards the back garden.

In the garden, there was a towering sycamore tree whose leaves were already yellow and withered in the autumn wind.

With his back facing her, he just sat quietly on the stone bench under the tree, the flying red leaves set off his soft satin Tsing Yi, the dragon pattern on the corner of the robe was faintly visible, but there was a thin strip around his waist.

Panpan couldn't help feeling hot in his eyes - he had never noticed before that he was so thin, and even the hands exposed outside the sleeves had distinct joints.

And this figure is so lonely, or, he has always been lonely.

Like Yushe, she has a touch of melancholy that she has never understood.

Panpan stopped and looked at him from a distance, not daring to move forward.

But he seemed to have heard her footsteps. Although he didn't turn his head, he sighed and said, "The leaves of this tree are almost gone at last."

Panpan stood under the tree, looking up at his figure, not knowing how to respond.

(End of this chapter)