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 hugged Fu Zimu's waist, but her heart was filled with a warmth she had never felt before. Perhaps, in this turbulent world of ever-changing fortunes, she was only a small force pushing things forward. But when all the dust settled, they were both still alive. That was already very good, very good.,Fu Zi Mo walked in front, she followed behind him. After about half a cup of tea, they arrived at a clearing on the mountainside. The clearing was filled with peach trees. The flowers had not yet bloomed, but there were sprigs of new green on the branches, filling one with hope for the future when they would blossom.。