Chapter 418 (1/2)

An Mu Jin is wearing a white red plum embroidered Ru skirt, which is very elegant. Her mind is still on Jun Lin Tian's body, and her dress is very casual.

It's not far from the library to Zihua hall. However, along the way, it was a small snowflake, which suddenly turned into a big snowflake.

Heavy snow, cold wind mercilessly blowing hanging, for a time, the sound of heavy snow rustling down, the sound of cold wind howling through the whole East polar mountain, even the whole divine world.

An Mu Jin's face is still unchanged, she slowly continues to walk forward, snowflakes falling on her cold cheek, the cold wind hanging on her body, and she is still walking step by step towards the purple hall, step by step towards the king's landing.

Walking into the familiar palace, Lingyu was the only one in the palace. The wind and snow outside the window came suddenly.

At the moment, Lingyu is busy closing the window, but sees an Hibiscus coming.

”Imperial concubine!”

Lingyu didn't expect an Mu Jin to come at this time. It's just snowing outside. At the moment, an Mu Jin is also wearing unfused snow. She looks really embarrassed.

Ling Yu is about to come forward, but an Mu Jin whispers: ”go out.”

The sound was cold and icy, like the snow falling outside.

Lingyu saw an hibiscus, and his heart was filled with pain. At the moment, the emperor was seriously ill in bed, and the imperial concubine was already physically and mentally exhausted.

Even though Lingyu was not at ease at the moment, hibiscus had to go out.

An Hibiscus looked at the familiar room quietly. Because of her orders, the window had not been closed yet.

The cold wind through the window crazy crowded in, and mixed with falling snow, because of the strong wind hanging, the window sash was blown back and forth shaking, issued a burst of sound of collision.

The wind came into the house and floated with its curtains.

An Mu Jin stares at everything in the house. She has lived in Dongji mountain for tens of thousands of years, and she has been with Jun Lintian for tens of thousands of years. Now looking at everything in front of her, an Mu Jin feels familiar and strange. An Mu Jin can't help feeling a pain in her heart.

Her steps were so light that there was almost no sound. She walked slowly to the nearest dresser, and the furnishings were still in place, but people did not know whether she could go back to the past.

”Hibiscus, can I thrash for you?”

At that time, Jun Lintian had a happy smile on her face. She could deeply feel the doting in his eyes.

An Hibiscus quietly sat in front of the mirror, as if that one of her familiar face appeared in the mirror again, he stood behind him, the corner of his mouth rose, infinite happiness.

An Hibiscus is still sitting quietly in front of the mirror, thinking of this, the corners of her mouth can not help showing a smile, Lang Qing Qiyi, this is an Hibiscus most satisfied time.

The cold wind continued to blow against the window. The window overturned the porcelain bottle on the table, and the porcelain bottle fell to the ground. She had to pull an Hibiscus out of the memories of aloes honey.

An Mu Jin turns her head and looks at the broken porcelain vase. The smile at the corner of her mouth disperses. Instead, she has red eyes.

”I think if you put hibiscus flowers in this porcelain vase and put it in this room, it will make you angry.”

When Jun Lintian came back from the fairyland, he saw that the porcelain vase in the Immortal Emperor's hall was really unique. He thought that an Hibiscus would like it, so he wanted to come.

”Well, I also think this bottle is only suitable for hibiscus.”