v2 Chapter 1681： Immortal World, White Moonlight of the Three Princes

When the flower elves heard about Xinyue Immortal Palace, they flew down from mid-air and gathered around their master.

"Furong and the others."

Lin Qingluo's eyes showed sadness when he thought of the loyal Xian'e who had followed her for thousands of years in the fairy world.

"Sisters Xian'e must be very sad to hear that their master has passed away."

"It's been decades, I don't know if they are still there?"

"Perhaps they have been assigned to other Asgards."

The flower elves were infected by her emotions, all of them were frowning and frowning.

Hua Ya was miserable: "Could it be that Xinyue Immortal Palace is already in a state of depression and dilapidated, with no one left?"

"No way."

Huarui wanted to cry: "The Immortal Palace is ruined, we have no home, back to the Immortal World, where should we go?"

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Qingluo cheered up and encouraged the flower elves: "Even if Xinyue Immortal Palace is in ruins, as long as this fairy is here, we can start over again when we return to the Immortal Realm."

"The master is right."

Ginseng essence has followed Lin Qingluo for a long time, witnessed her growth with her own eyes, and has great trust in her master.

"You don't need to be sentimental, you have to believe in the master's ability."

He licked his face and boasted: "Master is God's own daughter, full of good luck, as long as she wants to do, there is nothing she can't do."

"Yeah, we trust the master."

When the flower elves heard this, their little eyes lit up, and they flapped their wings happily, flying and circling around Lin Qingluo.

Lin Qingluo looked at the crowd of happy flower elves, full of the joy of regaining what had been lost, and when she thought of the maid who had been with her for many years and had never heard from her, she felt unspeakable sentimentality.

Hibiscus, black chrysanthemum, green lotus, peony.

Fast forward decades, are you all right?

Where are you at this moment?

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Immortal World, Bright Immortal Palace.

The fairy palace is full of fairy spirit, and the back garden is full of flowers.

Fu Rong Xian'e and Mo Ju Xian'e were sweeping the fallen leaves in the garden, when an extremely arrogant soft drink came from behind: "Hey, you two sweepers stand aside, don't block the way of the Third Prince."

Fu Rong and Mo Ju trembled with the hands holding the broom, and hastily moved aside, making way for the mighty group of people.

A fairy carrying a palace lantern cast a sidelong glance at the two of them, snorted a breath of disdain, straightened her back, and walked over proudly.

Mo Juxian'e bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to spit on her face.

Furong Xian'e's heart was sour and uncomfortable, and unspeakable sadness welled up.

The gorgeously dressed maid, surrounded by the third concubine who was full of pearls and hairpins and tassels, walked past the two of them, not even giving them a miserly look.

"Pooh."

Mo Ju Xian'e was full of resentment, and when the group walked away, she spat bitterly: "What's so great about the third concubine, if it wasn't for the fall of the emperor, how could the third prince have taken a fancy to her."

"Even if we marry, the third prince will never forget Xianjun."

Furong Xian'e sneered coldly: "In his heart, Xianjun will always be the white moonlight on the tip of his heart, no one can compare with Xianjun."

"You two, what are you talking about?"

A pair of exquisite embroidered shoes adorned with rubies suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

The third prince and concubine went back and forth, staring at them sullenly, with a icy killing intent flashing in their eyes.

"ah."

Fu Rong and Mo Ju took two steps back in shock, almost falling to the ground.

"You guys are so brave, you dare to criticize the Third Prince."

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