"After my mother passed away, my father would lock himself here for an hour every day and carve out her look based on his longing for his mother."
Xun'er's voice was choked when he said this, "Whenever I miss my mother, I come here to visit."
Ling Luo sighed softly, and her heart tightened again.
A voice in her head told her that she needed to hug this child.
Chunbai poked out her furry and cute head from Xuanyuan Yu's fur hat, blinked her crimson eyes, and looked at the ice sculptures all over the balcony in amazement: "Er-"
He flapped his little wings twice, flew out, circled a few times in the huge balcony, and finally landed in front of one of the ice sculptures that looked very similar to Ling Luo. He stretched out his small white paws and pointed at the ice sculpture.
The ice sculpture turned its head and looked at Ling Luo again, and made a puzzled "beep-" sound.
Xun'er was originally very sad, but when he felt Ling Luo's gentle embrace, his heart felt warm.
"Luo'er, you smell so good. It's different from my mother."
If Luo Xun'er was still very suspicious just now, now she is sure that this person is not her mother.
The taste of food is different, and the smell on her body is also different. Moreover, she said that she doesn't like her father, she even hates him...My mother loves her father very much.
"I am an alchemist, and I always smell of medicine." Ling Luo smiled lightly, "Don't dislike Xun'er."
"Hmm~" Luo Xun'er shook his head, his little head buried in Ling Luo's neck, and said, "Xun'er likes the fragrance of medicine."
The curvature of the corners of Ling Luo's lips deepened.
Luo Ge's daughter is really lovely.
"Luo'er, let's go see the night view." Xun'er pushed away Ling Luo's arms, took her hand, and pulled her to the ice flower railing on the balcony.
The railing reached about Ling Luo's chest. Xun'er was too short to reach it, but there was a chair on the edge of the railing. She jumped on it and it was just enough.
Ling Luo stood on the balcony on the highest floor of Bingyao Temple, overlooking the bustling night view of Yindu.
The territory of Dongchen Kingdom is twice that of Xijiu Kingdom, and its population is roughly the same, but it is twice as poor as Xijiu Kingdom.
Except for the imperial city of Yin, which was relatively prosperous and whose wealth was in the hands of a few royal nobles, the other cities were simply impoverished and miserable.
Because of the poverty in the country, the royal family members especially like to provoke wars with neighboring countries, partly to divert the attention of the people, and partly to facilitate plunder.
Therefore, Dongchen, a relatively poor ice country, can be said to have the strongest military strength among the four subordinate countries.
It's dark.
Yindu Bingcheng is indeed bright.
The world of ice and snow is not afraid of darkness at all. Even at night, it will emit a faint light.
The residents of Yindu also like to light colored lanterns in the igloos. Looking down from a high place, they can see the colorful streams of ice.
If the night air wasn't so cold, Ling Luo would really have thought that she had stepped into a beautiful fairyland.
"Luo'er, do you like it here?" Xun'er's little body was as round as a cotton ball.
Even so, the tip of her nose was still red from the cold.
Snow has been falling in the sky, and fine snowflakes are falling from the endless sky.
Ling Luo couldn't help but stretched out a hand and caught a piece, looking at the beautiful shape of the ice crystal snow flakes.