The Ups and Downs of the Cold Palace: After Abandoning the Country

Chapter 49

"My name is Fenghuang." Returning Fenglin, Mu Li sneered, not paying attention to Fenglin's words, who he is and what his name is has nothing to do with her, and she has no interest in knowing.

But Feng Lin laughed because of Mu Li's words. He smiled heartily and beautifully, as if the spring breeze in March caressed him, making him forget. Shen Shen: "You keep this jade pendant, it will definitely be useful in the future."

Without hearing the heaviness in Feng Lin's words, Mu Li took Feng Lin's jade pendant without any resistance, but a gleam of brilliance flashed in his watery eyes, she didn't believe that the jade pendant he gave her could be of any use, but Well... Maybe it can be used for emergencies in the future, such as when you have no money to eat.

It was nearly midnight when Feng Lin left, and not long after Feng Lin left, another unexpected visitor came to the cell that hadn't seen the light of day.

The setting sun was setting, and the setting sun slanted over from the west mountain, and everything on the ground was shrouded in a vague rose color.

At this time, the face of the sun is bright red, as if its light has been swept away by someone, it is not dazzling, but very soft and bright, it is slowly receding westward, like a pretty girl Be gentle and quiet.

The setting sun slanted down through the small window of the cell, and pieces of bright red light shone on Mu Li Shijing's dusty face like a nine-day fairy. She raised her head to meet the orange light, closed her eyes slightly, and her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly. She is like a dandelion in the wind, fragile as if it will disappear with the wind at any time, her thin and delicate body is slightly bent, but her out-of-this-world face has a faint, crystal-like transparent smile. The beautiful picture scroll makes people tremble slightly.

Because she is so beautiful, so weak and quiet, as if she has a color that does not belong to this world at all.

For a long time, she has maintained this posture, like a statue that has been baptized by thousands of years, but it still stands tall. If no one disturbs her, she seems to be able to continue this movement until the sky is old and the sea is dry. .

In the air, whose heart is trembling slightly, who dare not even continue to breathe, whose footsteps are abruptly stopped outside the cell separated by a wall.

(End of this chapter)