The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 363
The fire burned a lot, the smoke was billowing, and it burned for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that they were in a more secluded mountain gorge, people might mistake it for a mountain fire.

At the last moment of restraint, Mu Qianxue must do it herself.

There are no urns in this era, and even if there are, there is nowhere to buy them.

Holding a gray wine jar, Mu Qianxue laughed with tears streaming down her face.

Maybe it was because the temperature of the fire was not enough, and there were still some remnants of limbs, but Mu Qianxue just touched it lightly, and the remnants turned into ashes all over the place.

Mu Qianxue collected as many ashes as possible, even if it was mixed with firewood and other impurities, but as long as there was one ashes belonging to Mu Qianfan, she would never miss it.

After collecting the ashes, they immediately covered them with a black cloth.

At this time, Mu Qianxue lost all strength, and her body tilted and fell to the ground.

Mo Li picked her up in time, and her back was already wet when he touched it.

Mu Qianxue just let herself lean against the man's chest like a rag doll. This kind of experience was too tortured, and she really couldn't bear it.

If it wasn't because of her, Mu Qianfan should be living in the modern age with infinite glory...

Mo Li strode towards the ancient ship. This day, Mu Qianxue had exhausted too much effort and urgently needed to rest.

He wanted to leave so desperately, but he also hoped that this matter could end as soon as possible. Although, he knew it was impossible, this matter might never end...

Mu Qianfan...he will have a place in Mu Qianxue's heart for the rest of his life...

"Wait!" Mu Qianxue straightened her back eagerly, twisting her body to jump off Mo Li's body.

Mu Qianfan was still there, how could she just leave?
"Don't move." Mo Li whispered with suppressed anger, "Yi An!"

"Yes!"

Yi An immediately picked up the wine jar containing Mu Qianfan's ashes and walked over.

When Yi An just picked up the jar, Mu Qianxue stretched her arms impatiently.

Just stretching it out like that, his eyes were full of worry, as if he was afraid that Yi An would drop Mu Qianfan.

As a result, Mo Li was hugging Mu Qianxue, and Mu Qianxue was still holding Mu Qianfan's urn in his arms.

It really took Mo Li a lot of effort to control himself, and he didn't throw Mu Qianfan's ashes urn out on the spot...

Feng Qingyi led a part of the guards and a part of the crew, and went out to buy materials for repairing the hull.

At this time, the ancient ship was much quieter than usual, so some special sounds became very clear.

"Let me down, I'll go talk to her." Mu Qianxue sighed wearily.

It's the last journey, let Xinfang meet.

"Change into clean clothes and rest first." Mo Li couldn't help but hug Mu Qianxue into their room, walking halfway, "Yi An, go and settle Mu Qianfan down."

"Yes!"

Yi An stepped forward and extended his hand to Mu Qianxue.

For Mo Li's forbearance, Mu Qianxue had already noticed it, but she was too tired in her heart and didn't want to think about it.

Now, since he took the initiative to mention it, he must have reached the limit of his patience.

What's more, it's really inappropriate to bring the ashes into the room. There are two children in the room.

Sending Mu Qianfan's ashes over carefully, Mu Qianxue carefully told Yi An, "Look at Dian Xinfang and Xiao Mu, don't let them get close."

Xinfang's temper is also fierce, and Mu Qianxue is really worried that she will do something amazing.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Yi An has always been very calm, and Mu Qianxue is still very at ease.

(End of this chapter)