The weather in Leng Palace is not any different from other places. It's all blue and blue, and occasionally birds, either alone or in groups, fly by.
Duanmu Hexi was a little surprised that this was what he was thinking at the moment. She lowered her head and inspected herself. She was still wearing the palace clothes embroidered with the phoenix dance for nine days, and it was neat without a single wrinkle. As she moved, the bright bells in her ears and the phoenix hairpin on her temples were still swaying gently, giving her a sense of laziness and nobility for no apparent reason. This was undoubtedly the supreme attire of the Queen Mother of the Daduan Dynasty. Her hands were hidden under the wide sleeves, and the cool and smooth feeling of silk was so clear. She clenched her hand, but something sharp pricked her palm - it was her armor, and the small ornaments were also finely carved and embedded with red gems, which were the eyes of a phoenix, shining brightly. She was stabbed in the eyes by such brilliance for no reason, but she finally regained consciousness: she was the Queen Mother Renxiao of the Daduan Dynasty, Duanmu Hexi.
Then why is she here?
Duanmu Hexi closed her eyes hard, and the spiritual platform seemed to be clearer, with a biting coldness, she remembered.
Daduan Dynasty, died.