Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 2007 Tribulation Fruit (11)

Qing Luo heard, "Of course! Why did I lie to you?"

"..." Yun Si's heart was flustered for a moment.

"No one else's words..."

Then it can only be...

he?
She raised her hand and quietly looked at her palm.

On it, a light purple word Chen is looming.

She touched it lightly, concentrating.

A moment of silence.

Could it be... him?
She clenched her fingers slightly.

……

……

……

After arranging everything, Qingluo specially selected some gifts from the empress, put them in the basket, and covered it with a red cloth thoughtfully.

After putting away the things, she carried the basket and token and came to Broken Wolf Mountain——

The place where Fairy Qiangwei was imprisoned when she fell into embarrassment.

She made a mistake, and Empress Dowager punished her logically.

Now, she is imprisoned here for 80 years.

Over the past 80 years, she has gradually settled down from being unconvinced at the beginning.

Probably figured it out, she faces the wall and thinks about her mistakes every day.

I earnestly hope that the empress can forgive her crimes, so that she can return to the heavenly palace as soon as possible.

But Tianhou Niangniang never let go, saying that it was a 500-year fine, which is 500 years.

Every year is indispensable.

Qingluo took pity on her, and would bring something to visit her from time to time.

By the way, I also told her about some major events that happened in Tiangong.

But this time, she went to see her specially, and also wanted to tell her that her sweetheart was back, and nothing happened, so that she could feel at ease.

After arriving at Broken Wolf Mountain, Qingluo passed the guard's checkpoint smoothly by relying on the token of Tianhou Empress.

She took the token, carried the basket, and entered the cave gracefully, Tingting.

The inside is the place where Luo Fei lives, a little shabby, but the conditions are acceptable, and there is nothing missing.

Miss Luofei was all in white, not even wearing jewelry.

I feel pitiful for the lovely person, because he has been locked up for a long time and has not seen the sun all year round, his skin has turned pale a lot.

It looks weak and weak, and the wrist is so thin that it can be broken.

She looked just like sister Lin.

It feels like it can fall when the wind blows.

Qingluo walked in, saw that she was still diligently copying the scriptures, put the basket down, she walked over in surprise.

"Sister Fei'er, how much did you copy?"

"For so many days, you won't—have you not rested?"

She saw that in the cave, there were confessions written by her own handwriting hanging everywhere.

Over and over again, densely packed, I can't count how many times.

Her hands were shaking, but she never dared to stop.

Knowing that she was coming, she didn't dare to waste a minute or a second, and she was still copying, copying non-stop.

The Maohui pen is almost worn out, and it doesn't stop.

Qingluo looked at it, feeling really distressed, and hurriedly snatched the pen from her hand.

"Fei'er! Take a break!"

"No...no...I want to copy...I can't stop..."

Luo Fei was robbed of the pen, and got up in a hurry to grab it back.

"Sister! Sister, return my pen!"

"I want to copy! I want to be sincere, I want to repent—in this way—this way, the empress will calm down and let me go out—"

"Give me back the pen—"

She took her arm, eagerly.

She was about to cry on her sad and pale face.

I was so anxious that I cried, and I was so pitiful.

"give me--"

"Fei'er! Don't worry, just listen to me—"

"I don't listen, you give me back the pen!"

"Fei'er! Your Highness is back!"

As soon as the words fell, that lovely person who was as weak as a willow branch froze suddenly.

(End of this chapter)