Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 252 This Love Can Be Treated as a Memory (18)

Xuanyuan Yuewu and Feng Qinghan looked at Feng Qingzi's hurried figure, with smiles on their faces.

"Happy?" Feng Qinghan said softly as she stepped forward and pampered Xuanyuan Yuewu's nose.His eyes flicked over that beautiful cheek, and the softest part of his heart suddenly flowed with water, warming his heart.

Xuanyuan Yuewu smiled slightly, shrugged playfully, and said nothing.Standing up and holding Feng Qinghan's arm, they walked slowly towards the bamboo building together.

"When are you going back to the capital?" The two of them passed through layers of white gauze and stepped into a waterside pavilion facing the lake. Xuanyuan Yuewu raised her eyes to look in the direction of Dongchuan, and asked softly.

Feng Qinghan turned her head to look at the woman beside her, her phoenix eyes were as clear as water, and deep in the water eyes, there were waves of water, entwined with a trace of sadness.

After a long silence, Feng Qinghan didn't want to answer Xuanyuan Yuewu.As soon as he returned to the capital, it was a place full of turbulent wind and clouds, where every step of the way was easy. Xuanyuan Yuewu was born in the rivers and lakes, and he was already used to the free and bold atmosphere of the rivers and lakes, so how could he stand the place without freedom.

"Ah Qing, with your face like this, do you mean you don't want to take me back with you?" Seeing that Feng Qinghan hadn't answered for a long time, Xuanyuan Yuewu turned to look at him and asked feigning displeasure.

"Yue'er, if you don't like it there, you don't have to go back with me. Wait for me for half a year, and I will go to Dongchuan to find you, okay?" Feng Qinghan shook her head, looking deeply at the woman in front of her, Suppressing the feeling in his heart that he wanted to take her back together, he said to her aloud.

He didn't want to push her to the brink of danger again. The tragedy three years ago, once, was enough.

"I am not the Xuanyuan Yuewu three years ago, and you are not the Ah Qing who needed my protection three years ago. Since fate has brought us to meet again, besides death, what else is worth separating us?" Xuanyuan Yuewu Stretching out her hand to hold Feng Qinghan's hand, watching the sparkle in his eyes, a slight smile rose from the corner of her mouth, a simple sentence, but it contained her endless affection.

She has never been the kind of woman who likes to hide behind others, since she chose to be with Feng Qinghan, it means that she will be in the same boat with him, life and death.

Feng Qinghan met that firm but endlessly gentle gaze, and was silent for a while, a smile slowly blooming on his stern face.He stretched out his hand to embrace Xuanyuan Yuewu into his arms, lowered his head and smelled the faint scent of flowers in her hair, all worries and burdens were instantly forgotten.

Apart from death, what else in this world is worthy of their separation...

In a quiet bamboo forest outside the imperial city of Fengguo, Ye Lingmo, who was dressed in red, stood quietly in front of a new grave, looking at the name on the tombstone, his eyes filled with sadness.

"I used to be deeply in love with each other, but now I know how much I miss you." His slender fingers slowly stroked the stone tablet, and his mind kept recalling the scenes that he had spent with Fulan in the past ten years.

That year in the green bamboo forest, the fragrance of ink overflowed, and the clear handwriting in the volumes of medical books is still vivid.At that time, I turned it over, but I didn't feel the slightest.Now that I think about it, the bitterness in my heart pours out like a lake, soaked in sadness.

The wind blew and the leaves moved, blowing the long hair behind Ye Lingmo, and at some point in his hand, an extra green jade flute shone softly in the sun.

His eyes quietly fell on the tombstone in front of him, and the melodious sound of the flute drifted away with the wind among the bamboo forests, leaving the ground sad.

(End of this chapter)