You Tingrong and Chi Qinghuan each took a scripture book that they had offered in front of the Buddha, and saw that the sky was also dark, and when they were approaching, they left the Qin'an Hall one after the other.

Out of the palace gate, You Tingrong found that a thin layer of fine snow and sand had accumulated on the white marble dragon and phoenix pillar in front of the hall.

You Tingrong stretched out his hand, and the fine snowflakes fell on his hand, which were cold and cold, and were quickly melted by the temperature of his palm, turning into small crystal droplets.

Chi Qinghuan looked at You Tingrong's heavy expression and asked in a low voice, "Sister Rong, is that monk a bad person?" ”

You Tingrong was stunned for a moment when he heard the word "bad guy" at first glance, and was amused, such a straightforward and simple word is only as unwinded as Chi Qinghuan

"After being reborn, the favorite concubine doesn't want to enter the palace" Chapter 121: Advice is hitting in the hand, please wait for a while,

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