Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Whether it's because the little fat man can't speak or because he really believes in the guidance of God.

With his consent, soon, a team set out for Dayue embarked on the journey.

Even if Qin Qing counted the days with her fingers every day, it was impossible to say that it would be Dayue. Even if she urged the team with a cold face, the team still walked for two months before it could reach the border of Dayue.

Looking at the familiar river ahead, Qin Qing heaved a deep breath. She finally came back here.

Two months, even if they were in a hurry, it still took so long.

Qin Qing can't estimate how many variables can happen in a day, let alone two months.

In the past two months, she could only force herself not to think about the hundred mile Chonghua and the lunar calendar.

But sitting in the carriage doing nothing all day, she will be empty if she is not careful. How can she do without thinking about them?

Every day is such a dead cycle!

Qin Qing felt that she was going crazy. Until now, when she saw the familiar River, her brain was filled with all kinds of ideas, which suddenly emptied.

Once relaxed, the whole person's face became worse.

But no one is surprised that she is like this. After all, they are adults in the desert who can't afford to travel for two months, let alone children.

Even the little fat man who had been in good health since childhood was choked by the two-month carriage this time.

"We are the ambassadors of the desert country. We have something important to visit your country."

Qin Qing didn't know where these people in the desert found the ship leading to the big moon country. When they got on the ship, Qin Qing took a deep breath when looking at the giant tower whose outline began to be clear.

Hundred Li Chonghua, lunar calendar, you must resist me!

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At the top of the huge tower, the high priest stood in the railing and looked at the ships gradually emerging from the thick fog in the distance. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

"Desert messenger..."

Why did the emissary of the desert come?

The moon and the desert have never had any contact. Why did they suddenly come now?

The high priest could not guess the real purpose of the desert. He just looked at the boat and stopped thinking. No matter what the desert wanted to do, he would always know the purpose of coming to the moon.

Taking back his eyes, the high priest glanced at the closed door behind him. Recently, Muyun's behavior was a little strange.

More time on this floor.

This... Is not a good phenomenon!

The high priest suddenly turned and walked towards the closed door.

Inside the door, Muyun knows that she has been watched by her own father. At this time, she is holding Baili Chonghua sitting on the bed with happiness on her face.

Even if he can't speak or walk, he seems like a wooden man.

Finally, she got a hundred miles of Chonghua!

Now she is in the arms of a hundred miles of Chonghua, and she is the only one.

Mu Yunlu has nothing to be dissatisfied with. Even if she could know earlier that this would make Baili Chonghua only belong to her, she might act earlier!

"Next time I'll bring our son to see if you're okay?"

"He might call dad?"

Mu Yun's face was full of happiness and longing, but suddenly, she thought that she still didn't accept her lunar calendar, and the expression on her face suddenly became cruel.

That little rabbit, if it wasn't born of this body, she would kill him!