Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

When Qing Luo heard this, she said, "Of course! Why did I lie to you?"

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

"If there is no one else..."

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 gently, concentrating.

There was silence.

Could it be...him?

She clenched her fingers slightly.

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After settling everything, Qingluo specially selected some things given by the empress, put them in the basket, and covered them with a red cloth thoughtfully.

After putting away her things, she carried the basket and the token and came to Duanlang Mountain——

The place where Fairy Rose fell into Fei and was imprisoned.

She made a mistake, and the Queen of Heaven punished her accordingly.

Now, she has been imprisoned here for eighty years.

Over the past eighty years, she went from being unconvinced at the beginning to gradually settling down.

She probably figured it out, as she faced the wall and thought about it every day.

He earnestly hopes that the empress can forgive her crimes and allow her to return to the heavenly palace as soon as possible.

But the Queen of Heaven never relented, saying that she would be punished for five hundred years, which was five hundred years.

It’s a must-have for a whole year.

Qing Luo felt pity for her and would bring some things to see her from time to time.

By the way, he also told her about some major events that happened in the Heavenly Palace.

But this time, she went to see her specifically to tell her that her sweetheart was back and nothing was wrong, and she wanted to put her mind at ease.

After arriving at Duanlang Mountain, Qingluo relied on the Queen's token to pass the guard's checkpoint smoothly.

She collected the token, carried the basket, and walked into the cave.

Inside was where Luo Fei lived. It was a little shabby, but the conditions were acceptable and everything was lacking.

Miss Luo Fei was dressed in plain white and didn't even wear any jewelry.

I feel pity for the lovely child, because he has been locked up for a long time and has not seen the sun all year round, and his skin has become a lot paler.

She looked soft and frail, and her wrists were so thin that they could be broken.

She looks just like Sister Lin.

It feels like it can fall over if the wind blows.

Qingluo walked in and saw that she was still copying scriptures diligently. As soon as she put the basket away, she walked over in surprise.

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

"You haven't had any rest for so many days, right?"

She saw that confessions written by her were hung everywhere in the cave.

Over and over again, so densely that 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 single second of time, and she still kept copying.

The Mao Hui pen is almost worn out, and it won't stop.

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

"Fei'er! Take a rest!"

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

Luo Fei was so anxious that her pen was taken away. She stood up and wanted to snatch it back.

"Sister! Sister, give me back my pen!"

"I want to copy! I want to be sincere, I want to repent - this way - this way the queen will calm down and let me out -"

"Give me the pen back -"

She took her arm, looking eager.

His sad and pale face was about to cry.

I was so anxious that I cried, but I felt pity for him.

"Give me--"

"Fei'er! Don't worry, listen to me first-"

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

"Fei'er! His Highness is back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lovely girl, who was as weak as a willow branch, suddenly stiffened in her movements.