Separated by a wall, the temperature difference between the inside and outside is at least twenty degrees.
Bai Ziqi exhaled a puff of white steam as soon as he opened his mouth: "Yuquan Palace seems to be getting colder?"
Last time I came, it didn't seem so exaggerated.
The palace attendant who led the way said respectfully: "Yes, in the past three years, Yuquan Palace has been getting colder every year."
Since the end of Yao Wang's longevity ceremony, Yuquan Palace has been getting colder day by day. This palace seems to have its own enchantment, and snow falls at night. In the early morning, the palace people have to go out to clear the snow, at least to clear out a line of Yao Wang.
A path that can be taken.
However, King Yao no longer comes here.
He is old and frail and cannot withstand such cold weather.
"Huh?" Bai Ziqi paused slightly after turning the corner, "Where's that old pear tree?"
The old pear tree is the protagonist of Yuquan Palace. The canopy of pavilions and the fragrant snow on the jade trees left a deep impression on Bai Ziqi, who was well-informed. But when he came in this time, Yuquan Palace was empty.
Where is the tree?
The palace man hesitated for a moment before whispering: "The treasure tree has disappeared. It has disappeared."
Bai Ziqi was a little surprised: "When did it happen?"
He could also receive some news from Yao Kingdom one after another, but small things like "a tree died" usually did not reach his ears.
"On the day of my king's birthday, the precious tree suddenly withered away as its flowers and leaves fell."
Bai Ziqi said softly: "That's it."
He just asked casually, without taking it too seriously, and walked through Yuquan Palace and towards Qingyin Pavilion.
Chapter completed!