Waste materials against the sky: the emperor's only favorite daughter-in-law

Chapter 237
However, neither of them answered her question. Mo Jiuxie took off his robe, and Jun Lintian turned to look at An Mujin: "Come up, I will carry you on my back."

There was no answer, and An Muzhen understood what they meant. Jun Lintian wanted her to stay away from the ground, and Mo Jiuxie took off his robe and let her hide inside, so that with the cover of the robe, she didn't have to worry about getting her feet hurt. What, what's on my head.

"The things in this secret path cannot be resisted by the enchantment, and the enchantment can only resist all creatures with thoughts."

An Mujin directly ignored Gu Xinhai's belated explanation. She leaned her face tightly on Jun Lintian's back and shrunk her head. Perhaps this is the only way to make him feel safe.

By the time they came out of the secret passage, it had been a long time. Anyway, An Mujin only knew that she slept on Jun Lintian's back, and when she woke up again, she just walked out of the secret passage come out.Gu Xinhai also joked with him, saying that she just woke up at the right time.

Anyway, An Mujin slept soundly this time, and of course this sleep should have been quite long.

At this moment, they were already standing in patches of yellow sand.

However, not far from them, they could see a majestic mountain peak with lush green trees. It must be said that it was indeed a rare thing to see such a mountain in such a desert.

And they came out from the foot of this mountain. Otherwise, it would be impossible to make a tunnel in the long yellow sand, and the hole would be filled with sand as soon as it was hit.

It is dusk now, and a fiery red sun has begun to slant westward. The golden desert is even more gleaming under the sunlight. The fiery red sunset has dyed the entire desert into a unique orange red. Such a scene It's really beautiful.

Perhaps this is the legend, the lonely smoke in the desert goes straight to the long river and the sun sets.The value of such a scene is only to write a beautiful poem to praise him in the most place.

"Let's rest here for a night first, and then enter the mountains tomorrow." An Mujin also understands Gu Xinhai's arrangement, after all, it is already night, and they can only proceed cautiously in the face of such an unknown and magical place .

"Are you tired after carrying me for so long?"

"Not tired."

An Muzhen looked sideways at Jun Lintian, although An Muzhen's weight was not too heavy, but after walking for so long, she was always on her back, how could he not be tired.

Seeing the sun sinking gradually, the long blue sky was also covered by twilight. Looking at the blue-black sky, countless stars in the sky rose and shone with faint light, which was beautiful and moving.

This is the first time An Mujin has seen such a starry sky. On the endless sky, there is no object to block it. The thoughts in the sky are so close to each other that it is impossible to count them.So many stars, An Mujin, could only be seen in photos before, but she never expected to witness it with her own eyes in this isolated place.

Countless stars are like a part of the vast Milky Way. Countless lights are shining. Although they are faint, the light of countless stars is enough to compare with the bright moon.

Even if there is no moon in the sky, the world is still bright.

"Lintian, have you ever heard the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?"

For some reason, An Mujin suddenly thought of that beautiful love story. Although there is also Qixi Festival in this world, their Qixi Festival is not to commemorate the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, but to beg for tricks and make wishes at the daughter's family.

"No." Jun Lintian smiled faintly and shook his head.

Although Gu Xinhai and Mo Jiuxie were sitting by the fire, they could tell that An Mujin was about to start telling a story. Anyway, there was nothing to do at night, so Gu Xinhai couldn't help but interrupted.

"Mujin, are you going to start telling a story? Louder, I'll listen too."

This Gu Xinhai is indeed a gossip person, even such a small story will not be let go, An Mujin really has no choice but to smile helplessly, and let go of his voice.

"Suddenly I don't want to talk anymore, I want to sleep."

An Mujin's sudden change of mind was obviously to tease Gu Xinhai on purpose. She had already aroused his curiosity, so she didn't say anything now, which made Gu Xinhai feel very uncomfortable.

"Mujin, don't be like this, tell me, I'll listen."

Seeing Gu Xinhai's anxious look, An Mujin was very satisfied: "Don't say it, I don't want to say it anymore, and it won't do any good."

"Then I'll tell you about the legendary relationship between the imperial concubine and the emperor, and you tell me the story of your Cowherd and Weaver Girl. How about it?"

After Gu Xinhaidou said this, An Mujin naturally reluctantly agreed, and this was the result she wanted.

Although I have heard many stories about the emperor and the emperor's concubine before, but those bits and pieces are not complete. Gu Xinhai, who is so knowledgeable, should know a lot.

"A long time ago, the imperial concubine was already a little fairy in the sky, and the emperor was already the god who was most valued by the previous emperor. At the most critical point in their cultivation, they met because of fate. Because of acquaintance, Because of the same practice, the two of them helped each other to find the spiritual crystals of their years of cultivation. In this way, the two fell in love with each other for a long time, and An Mujin fell in love and joined hands together..."

This story is very long, and it would take a lot of time to explain it clearly. When Gu Changfeng finished telling the story, it was already very late, and An Mujin was still blinking energetically. Gu Xinhai listened intently.

After sleeping on Jun Lintian's back for so long today, it would be strange if he could still sleep.

"Later, the emperor and the imperial concubine lived happily together..."

In the end, even Gu Xinhai, the storyteller, had already started to fight with his eyelids and was extremely sleepy.

"Then what happened afterwards? How did the imperial concubine die?" An Mujin was very curious to know the result before the story was finished. How did such a powerful imperial concubine die.

However, no matter what An Mujin asked, Gu Xinhai still ignored him, and fell asleep on his own.

"Mujin, go to sleep, we have to go up the mountain tomorrow."

Jun Lintian looked at An Mujin and persuaded, if she continues to make trouble like this today, everyone will not be in good spirits tomorrow.

"Go to sleep, I'll play the flute for you." Seeing An Mujin like this, Mo Jiuxie couldn't laugh or cry, and finally he could only open his mouth to coax her to sleep.

An Mujin saw that it was really not easy for the two of them to put herself to sleep, so she sympathized with them, and finally lay obediently in Jun Lintian's arms and fell asleep.

In the vast desert, under the bright starlight, Mo Jiuxie took out his jade flute and looked at An Mujin, who was sleeping next to Jun Lintian, with a hint of melancholy in his heart.

The melodious and compassionate sound of the flute floats in this pure world, and the evening wind blows slowly, bringing such melancholy, such beautiful flute sound to the distance.

In the quiet night, Mo Jiuxie suddenly thought of that beautiful figure. She danced lightly among the delicate and fiery red hibiscus flowers. Her graceful dancing posture was like an elf in the sky. Innocent and touching...

(End of this chapter)