Chapter 237 (2/2)

”Hibiscus, are you going to start telling stories? Speak louder and I'll listen to them.”

Gu Xinhai is worthy of being a gossip man. Even such a small story can't be ignored. An mujin really has no choice but to smile and open his voice.

”I don't want to talk about it all of a sudden. I'm going to sleep.”

An Hibiscus suddenly changed her mind. It was obvious that she was deliberately teasing Gu Xinhai. She had aroused his curiosity, and now she didn't say it, which made Gu Xinhai feel very uncomfortable.

”Hibiscus, don't do that. Tell me, I'll listen.”

Looking at Gu Xinhai's worried appearance, an mujin was very satisfied: ”no, I don't want to say it. It's no good to say it.”

”Then I'll tell you about the extraordinary relationship between the imperial concubine and the emperor, and you'll tell me about your Cowherd and weaver girl. How are you

Gu xinhaidou said so, an Hibiscus naturally agreed reluctantly, this is the result she wanted.

Although I've heard many stories about emperors and concubines before, those are not complete. Gu Xinhai, who is so knowledgeable, should know a lot.

”A long time ago, the imperial concubine was already a fairy in the sky, and the emperor was the God most valued by the former Emperor. At the key point of their cultivation, they met by fate. Because they knew each other and practiced the same way, they helped each other and searched for their spiritual crystal. In this way, the two of them fell in love with each other for a long time, and let an Hibiscus fall in love and join hands with each other.... ”

It's a long story, and it takes a lot of time to make it clear. When Gu Changfeng finished telling the story, it was very late, and an Hibiscus blinked with spirit, and Gu Xinhai was absorbed in it.

Today, I've been sleeping on the back of Jun Lin Tian for so long. It's strange if I can still sleep.

”Later, the emperor and the imperial concubine lived happily together...”

In the end, even Gu Xinhai, the storyteller, had begun to fight with his eyelids and was sleepy.

”Then what happened? How did the imperial concubine die? ” After listening to the story, an mujin is curious to know the result and how such a powerful imperial concubine died.

However, even if an Hibiscus how to ask, Gu Xinhai still did not pay attention to him, buried himself to sleep.

”Hibiscus, go to sleep. We have to go up the mountain tomorrow.”

Jun Lintian opens his mouth and looks at an hibiscus, persuading him that if he is disturbed by her again today, he will not be in good spirits tomorrow.

”Go to sleep. I'll play the flute for you.” Seeing an Hibiscus like this, Mo jiuxie couldn't laugh or cry. At last, he could only coax her to sleep.

It was not easy for an Hibiscus to see them coax herself to sleep, so she sympathized with them and finally fell asleep in Jun Lin Tian's arms.

In the vast desert, under the bright starlight, Mo jiuxie takes out the Jade Flute and looks at an mujin sleeping beside Jun Lintian. There is a trace of sadness in his heart.

The melodious and compassionate sound of the flute floats between the pure heaven and earth, and the evening wind blows slowly, bringing such sadness and beautiful sound to the distance.

In the quiet night, Mo jiuxie suddenly remembers the beautiful figure. She dances in the beautiful and red hibiscus flowers. Her graceful dance looks like a fairy in the sky. At that time, she was smiling and moving