A cool bunch of purple flowers of Wutong fell down.

"Oh, the parasol trees bloom in the Pavilion!" Mu Zi Ling opened his palm to catch the falling Wutong flower clusters, as if he had completely forgotten what had just happened.

the Wutong tree in Wenhua Pavilion is much larger than that in the Phoenix Luan palace. It looks very purple with flowers. The fragrance is falling, and the flowers are mixed with crying. I see the princess who is kneeling on the ground shaking with trembling, and the heart is not even a taste.

"sister queen..." I really can't stand the look of mu38. At last, I can't help...