C775 Scheming

The sky was slightly bright, and Jinhe's crisp laughter rang out from within Huarong Palace. Currently, she only had the intelligence of a seven or eight-year-old child and was able to mingle with Little Weiyang.

Looking at the ground full of white snow, Jinhe was very happy and shouted, "Weiyang, let's build a big snowman. "

Little Weiyang was so cold that she trembled. "Aunt