Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

She opened her eyes, looking at him with resentment, her puffed-up appearance was rather amusing to Fu Zimo.,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.,A lifetime, a pair of people. Not seeking imperial power or riches, but just one heart. To never be separated until old age.。