The bed was shaped like a king-sized cloud, and without the usual bed tent of this era, it looked as if it were a cloud from afar.

In the middle of the hall, there is also a night pearl the size of a small moon, which glows faintly.

That night, the pearl was half shining and half not shining, and it really looked like a jade plate from a distance.

There are other ornaments around, and those ornaments are also like clouds of all sizes, standing there quietly, as if they have been standing for thousands of years......

As soon as Ning Xuemo walked into this castle with Emperor Zun in his arms, it felt like walking into the vast sky, with white clouds floating around him, and a crescent moon shining.

A small boat with a crooked moon

The small boat is pointed at both ends

I'm sitting in a crooked boat,

Swinging with the moon in your arms......

This is a children's song that Ning Xuemo saw when she was a child, she always felt that it was the most fairy tale fantasy in the poet's heart, but she didn't expect to see such a substance here!

It made her almost suspect that she was in a dream. There is some warmth in my heart, and there is a little indescribable sour feeling.

"Go to bed." The emperor in his arms said three more words.

How does this sentence feel so ambiguous......

Ning Xuemo hugged Emperor Zun and couldn't help but have a black line.

Without thinking much about it, he walked over in a few steps and put him on the cloud bed.

The bed looked like a soft cloud, but the surface of the bed was still quite firm, and there was no bedding on it, only a white board.

After Ning Xuemo put down the emperor, he couldn't help but touch the bed, and his tentacles were cold, like ice.

It turns out that the bed that looks so warm is actually so cold, it can't be the legendary cold jade bed, right?

There was a faint white gas lingering on the bed, and the emperor sat in it, as if the god was sitting in the clouds......

Ning Xuemo was in a trance for a moment.

"You're not going to treat my back injury?" Emperor Zun opened his mouth to recall her who had come out of her god.

"Ah, yes!" Ning Xuemo finally remembered her mission, thought about it, and jumped on the bed. As soon as she went up, she shivered from the cold!

It's cold! It's so cold!

As soon as her feet stepped on it, she felt a sharp cold air rushing up the soles of her feet, instantly spreading throughout her body, making her feel that the blood on her body was almost frozen......

Her originally ruddy little face turned pale in an instant.

"Go down!" Emperor Zun spit out two more words, his voice was as light as flowing water, but there was no doubt.

Ning Xuemo: "......"

He doesn't allow others to go to this bed?

Cut, think she's willing to be on it?

Without saying a word, she rolled over and jumped out of bed, and when her feet stepped on the floor again, the cold and biting feeling finally disappeared, but the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow still existed, making her shiver a few more times in succession.

"Prajna Mind." Emperor Zun said four more words.

Ning Xuemo's heart moved slightly, the mental method he said was exactly what she had just learned in that book, and she hadn't used it much yet.

At this time, when I heard him mention it, I immediately lowered my eyes and ran this mental method.

Strange to say, this mental method has just been running for a short time, and the chill that penetrates into the bone marrow seems to be urged by something in the body to retreat outward......

After a few moments, her body returned to normal, and her little face returned to redness.

It turns out that he let himself down just now not to allow her to go to this bed, but because she can't afford this bed in her current physique?

The feeling of displeasure in Ning Xuemo's heart was a little less, and she looked up at Emperor Zun again, and then she was startled!

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