Familiar room, gorgeous palace, an Hibiscus is still sitting in front of Jun Lintian's bed. Now Jun Lintian is lying on the bed, so quiet and sweet.

If before, she would pinch his nose and scratch his itch, but now she can only look at her quietly with red eyes.

Now can see her more, an Mu Jin heart is a little more comfortable, perhaps this is the last chance to see her again.

Recall the past with Jun Lin Tian.

Meet

Know each other

Love each other

Big wedding

Farewell

Reincarnation

To the present parting

There are too many ups and downs along the way. After a period of reincarnation, whether it's an Mu Jin or Jun Lin Tian, they all think that they can continue to live a peaceful life.

And all this is just a big joke made by fate. Maybe it is because they are gods or the supreme of gods that they are destined to experience more.

"Imperial concubine!"

An Hibiscus looks at Jun Lintian, and her emotion is still excited. However, when an Hibiscus is in tears, Lingyu knocks at the door.

Seeing Lingyu knock on the door suddenly, an mujin doesn't open her mouth to promise anything. She only holds Jun Lintian's hand again, but also raises her head helplessly to resist the emotion in her heart and control her tears.

Finally, she took a deep breath and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with her hands, forcing herself to raise a strong smile.

She can't fall down, she's the imperial concubine!

She looked at the man in front of her, who she loved deeply, and she was still smiling like that. She was kissing him on his purple black lips with such a smile.

This kiss with endless lingering, endless sadness, endless affection

An Hibiscus looked at the man in front of her, and her biggest regret was whether she had left him a son and a half. What she hoped most was that they could have a child of their own, but now she hasn't heard from him.

An Mu Jin felt sorry in her heart, and also felt guilty. As a woman, the most basic thing for a good wife is to have children, but she didn't do it. This is because she didn't want to do it at first, and it is also because Jun Lintian was obedient to him.

With regret in her heart, an Hibiscus slowly raised her head, finally looked at Jun Lin Tian for the last time, and then slowly got up. Although she was reluctant to give up, she still walked out of the door.

The door of Zhuhong's room opened slowly, and the fierce wind and snow poured in instantly. Lingyu stood outside the door and looked at an hibiscus, then helplessly called: "imperial concubine."

At the moment, an Hibiscus is dressed in white, with only a little scarlet flowers on her skirt. An Hibiscus's three thousand green silk is gently pulled by a simple white jade hairpin, while the fine hair between the cloud temples is mixed with the snowflakes in the cold wind.

Of course, an Mu Jin knows that Ling Yu is worried about herself. She doesn't know why Ling Yu just knocked on the door. An Mu Jin's eyes fell on Ling Yu. Ling Yu hesitated but still opened his mouth.

"When I heard that the porcelain bottles in the house were broken, I wanted to come in and clean them up."

Although Lingyu said that, she had been outside since an mujin asked her to come out. She never left. Just now, she seemed to hear an mujin crying, and then she knocked at the door.

However, she didn't dare to tell the truth. After all, she knew the temperament of an hibiscus. The imperial concubine was always strong. No matter how much pain she felt at the moment, she would bear it in her heart. Now it's time for her to take charge of the overall situation.

"Go in and clean up. I'll go back to the library."

Hearing Ling Yu's words, an Hibiscus's voice and tone are very flat. At the moment, her heart is more and more sad. When she chooses to go out of this step, she has to persuade herself to face the next thing.

With an Mu Jin's peaceful tone and look, Ling Yu was relieved. Since an Mu Jin had given orders like this, Ling Yu had to go into the room.

But just before that, Lingyu didn't forget to remind: "please let the imperial concubine cloth out of the border, it's cold outside."

"Well."

An Mu Jin's face is still expressionless reply, then directly walked out of the eaves.

Lingyu looks at an Hibiscus's thin figure moving forward in the wind and snow. She just feels that her nose is sour and she can't help crying.

A white dress, in the vast expanse of snow, just like a fairy servant in the snow. If you don't look at the only red plum blossom pattern on her dress, you will feel that she will merge with the snow.

Her figure gradually disappeared in the snow, a figure slowly forward

The cold wind continued to blow on her face, the snow continued to erode her heart, and a warm heart gradually became cold

An Mu Jin left a footprints on the traceless snow. This is her way to hope and despair

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In the magic palace of the demon world, it looks very peaceful.

Mo jiuxie was dressed in red and lying on the high seat. He drank the wine bottle in his hand.

"Devil, the imperial concubines of the divine world come to see you."

Listening to the report of the magic soldiers, Mo jiuxie was surprised, and the wine in the wine pot was directly sprinkled on him.

"Come on, please!"

Sure enough, as Mo jiuxie expected, an mujin came! Here we are!

Xu really figured it out, understood it, and accepted it.

After all, his love for an Mu Jin is no less than that of Jun Lin Tian. For an Mu Jin, Jun Lin Tian can reincarnate. As a demon, he also reincarnates with an Mu Jin. An Mu Jin needs to destroy the demon God. He is also willing to accompany an Mu Jin to destroy the demon God. The demon God is just his pawn.

She came, always came

When looking at an Mu Jin's white figure, her face was extremely haggard. It seemed that she really held a lot of heart for the king to come to heaven.

Ann Hibiscus walked slowly in the main hall of the magic palace. Her steps were very light and slow. At the moment, her heart was blank. She was willing to think more, but she didn't dare to think more.

Seeing that Mo jiuxie was dressed in red, naked and carrying jade liquor, he was in a good mood, and his mouth could not help raising a bitter smile.

Soon he will get what he wants. How can he not be happy.

At the moment, there are only two of them in the hall. Seeing an Mu Jin coming, Mo jiuxie still has a wine pot in his hand. He turns his head slightly and gives an Mu Jin a look, but his eyes are confused.

Today, an mujin's coming is what he expected. However, when he saw that the woman he had loved for tens of thousands of years finally came to him, he had the best preparation and plan, but he was not happy.

"Coming?"

Mo jiuxie's voice is a little hoarse, with obvious helplessness in it.

If Mo jiuxie is helpless, an mujin is also helpless.

Hear Mo nine evil such a ask, an Mu Jin didn't answer in time, more is plop a straight kneel on the ground.

"I want to ask you one thing."

In the face of an Hibiscus's move, Mo jiuxie only felt a pain in his heart, and he said nothing.