Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Wu Yi was a man, his rational thinking always outweighing his emotions. So he nodded, gave Qin Luo Yan a few instructions, and was about to leave. Only then did he remember the girl beside him, Er Ya, and ordered, "You should go serve your young mistress. There's no need for you to follow me on this trip.",Qin Luoyan draped her cloak over his shoulders. Seeing him smile, she smiled back. "Is it done",The two knelt before Xiao Fan's grave for a long time, their backs straight, yet still giving off a mournful feeling. It wasn't until the sun emerged from behind the mountain peak, its rays filtering through the branches of the peach blossom tree and falling upon the two figures, that the air of sorrow lessened by a fraction.。