Chapter 1955 Tribulation (29)

"Come here, pull Luo Fei down! He will be imprisoned in Duanlang Mountain for three hundred years!"

The Queen of Heaven was really cruel this time.

In order to save her, he could only punish her in front of everyone.

Punish severely.

Otherwise, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven may not be satisfied.

"Empress——"

Luo Fei cried until the pear blossoms were covered with rain, like a tearful person.

Even after being forcibly taken away, she still refused to give up.

Struggling and refusing to leave no matter what.

"My queen, you can't do this—my queen, you can't do this to Fei'er—"

"Fei'er didn't mean it - you can't do this -"

The sound of her crying could still be heard in the distance.

Heartbroken, crying loudly.

In the Yaochi Hall, the Queen of Heaven sat down.

Listening to her distant cry, she put her hand on her side and pressed her swollen eyebrows.

I feel bad and can’t bear it.

But also...

There is really no way.

She openly disobeyed the Emperor's order today. She must be punished in order to convince the public and give His Majesty a satisfactory explanation.

Otherwise, if it were to be handled by His Majesty himself, I'm afraid——

She is more than just imprisoned.

The Queen of Heaven sighed and said nothing for a long time.

I just feel a headache.

The other flower fairies also stood quietly, standing aside.

No one said anything, everyone was silent, not daring to disturb.

In the Yaochi Palace, the purity of the past was quickly restored.

Still surrounded by immortality, quiet and peaceful.

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One day in heaven, one year in the human world.

After Fairy Rose's matter was dealt with, two months had passed in the human world.

It was a peaceful two months with no one to disturb me.

After winter entered, the first snow began to fall soon.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third and fourth snows came one after another, falling on the town one after another, and there was no end.

It's snowing, and the town is close to the cabin on the north side of the mountains.

The original color of the straw roof has been covered with a thick layer of white snow. Under the gloomy sky, it is shining white, like a carpet inlaid with fine diamonds.

It reflects the light from the horizon brightly, reflecting clear and beautiful colors.

Dazzlingly white, yet exceptionally clean and clear.

The snow didn't fall heavily, but it still quickly covered the cleared yard with a thin layer of snow.

Silky and velvety, with a shallow layer.

If you step on it, there will be a layer of clear footprints.

The ice is cold and will soon be covered with snow again.

The bleak cold wind blew from the mountain and rustled the snow on the roof.

The hot smoke curling up from the chimney was quickly swallowed up by the cold air in the sky.

Dissipated in the sky, turned into snow, and fell again.

Silent and silent.

In the small kitchen room.

The young man wearing a thick cotton coat and trousers was squatting there, adding firewood.

The face is fair and clean, with a little more flesh on the face.

The eyelashes are long and thin, and the eyeballs are moist and soft.

The firelight reflected his fair and thin face. He was taller, but still childish.

The tender, small hands grasped the long stick and passed the firewood under the stove.

Prevent the fire inside from going out.

At this time, something was cooking in the pot, covered with a lid, and it was steaming.

Look around. The small kitchen room was kept very clean.

New cabinets and bowls were added.

He got the firewood, then brought a small stool and placed it in front of the cabinet.

Step on it, stand on tiptoe, and take the bowl off the cabinet.

Washed, huffing and puffing, the body is short and short, but the movements are very skillful.