Rebirth of the first proud concubine

Chapter 1503 Tianhe Mountain

Since Emperor Yu was heading towards the extreme south, he still accelerated his journey, and after half a month, he entered Tianhe Mausoleum.

At this time, winter has not yet entered, but this place is already extremely cold, snow is fluttering, the earth is covered with silver, and the thick snow bends the branches down, and the grass is crushed by the snow. Clumps of snowflakes.

The icicles hanging upside down from the mountain peak were shining brightly, and under the sunlight, they showed a cold glow.

At a glance, it was covered with snow, only the Evergreen, under the pressure of the snow, still showed some blue color.

Jun Muci was wearing a gray cloak, rubbing his hands together coldly, panting, standing on the top of the mountain, pointing to the lowest snow mountain in front: "That's Tianhe Mausoleum."

Jun Yan and Shen Zhihan were wearing that couple's outfit, with a big cloak and a cloak with them, wishing that the people wrapped in a quilt would look like they were wearing summer clothes, but the people around them were so envious.

"Looking at the distance, it should take another three days." Jun Yan raised her eyes and looked around the terrain. This place looks like a basin surrounded by mountains.

Tianhe Mausoleum is the shortest mountain.

Although she doesn't know feng shui, this place looks pretty good, just because it's too cold.

Shen Zhihan also looked around at the silver-clad Feng family, frowning tightly, as if something was affecting him, making him a little irritable.

Jun Muci took another breath, feeling a little warmer, and continued: "This is the dragon vein of the Void Continent, the place with the best Fengshui, but it's too cold, it's really cold to the bone."

It was so cold that he wanted to go home and get under the covers.

It's really too cold.

Thinking of this, Jun Muci shuddered coldly, then looked up at Jun Yan with tears in his eyes, full of distress.

Jun Yan was stared at inexplicably, and she turned her head to see the tearful eyes of cheap father, which was even more inexplicable.

"What are you doing?"

Shouldn't he go back on his word and want to knock her out and take her home?

"It's just an ordinary cold, Dad can't stand it, but you...you..." Jun Muci cried and choked up as he spoke.

The King of Ice, the Profound Ice of the King of Kings, is on the daughter's body, and how painful it must be for her to suffer from the bone-piercing cold.

Jun Yan looked at the cheap father who was in tears, and wanted to laugh, but was very moved.

Probably this is being a father, and he always thinks about the child.

She patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Actually, I'm fine. I've been like this since I was a child. On the contrary, I'm not afraid of cold or heat. You don't know how many people envy me."

"Daughter."

It's okay if you don't comfort her, but when she comforts her, Jun Muci cries even more sadly.

What a good girl, she still thinks about him at this moment, and still says such comforting words.

No one would envy the extreme coldness of Tianxuanbing, the girl must have comforted him.

Looking at the man in his forties, crying like a child, Jun Yan couldn't help but want to laugh, but he felt happy for such a father again.

Therefore, she could only look at Shen Zhihan for help.

Shen Zhihan smiled happily for her.

In the past, I was afraid that Yan'er would come back, so I recognized him as a scumbag father, but now I find out that it is not, which is great.

"Father-in-law, do you want to feel sorry for my son-in-law's Tianyinhuo, who is fried in a frying pan dozens of times a day?" Shen Zhihan patted Jun Muci's shoulder and pointed at himself.

It means that as a son-in-law, he should also be loved and loved, and he cannot be ignored. He also lacks the love of a father.

(End of this chapter)