This, she has known for a long time.

"After my mother passed away, my father would lock himself here for an hour every day, and carve out her appearance with his thoughts of his mother."

Speaking of this, Xun'er's voice was already a little choked, "Whenever I miss my mother, I will come here to have a look." ”

Ling Luo sighed softly, and his heart tightened again.

A voice in her head told her that she needed to hold this child.

Pure white poked out of Xuanyuan Yu's fur hat with a cute hairy head, blinked his crimson eyes, and looked at the ice sculptures on the balcony full of surprise: "Babble-"

He flapped his little wings twice, flew out, spared a few circles in the huge balcony, and finally landed in front of one of the ice sculptures that looked very similar to Ling Luo, stretched out his small white paws, pointed at the ice sculpture, turned his head to look at Ling Luo, and bewildered.

Xun'er was originally very sad, but when she felt Ling Luo's gentle embrace, a trace of warmth filled her heart.

"Luo'er, the smell on your body is so good. It's different from my mother. ”

If Luo Xun'er was still very suspicious in her heart just now, then now, she has been sure that this person is not her mother.

The taste of eating is different, and the taste on her body is not the same, and she said that she doesn't like her father, and even hates her father...... My mother loves my father very much.

"I'm an alchemist, and I smell of medicine all year round." Ling Luo smiled lightly, "It's good not to dislike Xun'er." ”

"Hmm~" Luo Xun'er shook her head, buried her little head in Ling Luo's neck, and said, "Yaoxiang, Xun'er likes it." ”

The curvature of Ling Luo's lips deepened.

Luo Ge's daughter is really painful.

"Luo'er, let's go see the night view." Xun'er pushed away Ling Luo's embrace, took her hand, and pulled her to the edge of the ice flower railing on the balcony.

The railing was about to Ling Luo's chest, Xun'er was too short to reach at all, but there was a chair on the edge of the railing, and she jumped on it, which was just enough.

Ling Luo stood on the balcony on the highest floor of the Bingyao Temple, looking down on the bustling night scene of the Yin Capital.

The territory of Dongchen is twice the size of Xijiu, and the population is roughly the same, but it is twice as poor as Xijiu.

Except for the imperial city of Yindu, which is relatively prosperous and the wealth is in the hands of a few royal nobles, the other cities are simply poor and miserable.

Because of the poverty in the country, the people of the royal family were particularly fond of provoking wars with their neighbors, on the one hand, to divert the attention of the people, and on the other hand, to facilitate plunder.

Therefore, Dongchen, a relatively poor country of ice, can be called the strongest in terms of military strength among the four subject countries.

It's dark.

Yindu Ice City is indeed bright.

The world of ice and snow is not afraid of darkness at all, and even at night, it will emit a faint light.

The residents of Yindu also like to light up the lanterns in the igloo, and when they look down from a high place, they are colorful ice streamers.

If it weren't for the fact that the air at night was too cold, Ling Luo would really think that he had stepped into a beautiful fairyland.

"Luo'er, do you like it here?" Xun'er's little body is wrapped like a cotton ball, round.

But Rao was like this, and the tip of her nose was still frozen red.

The sky was always drifting with snow, and small pieces of snowflakes were falling from the endless sky.

Ling Luo couldn't help but stretch out a hand and catch a piece, looking at the beautiful shape of the ice crystal snow flakes.