Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 468 Xichuan Peach Blossom Burning Tears (24)
Xuanyuan Yuewu's words were very soft, and there was an indescribable comfort in people's ears.Feng Qinghan held her hand tightly following her words. If she turned around on that day, maybe they would never meet again in this life.

Looking up at the depths of the peach forest, the scenes of three years ago kept flashing before her eyes.

On that day, the lingering in the earth temple covered his lips and fed him medicine.

The gentleness of playing the flute for him under the peach blossom tree that day.

The determination to block arrows for her that day and night.

As soon as you enter the lovesickness gate, you will know the pain of lovesickness.Going around, although fate made a joke with them, it still sent her back to her side.

"Yue'er, thank you for your trust in me." Suddenly reaching out to embrace Xuanyuan Yuewu into her arms, the tenderness in Feng Qinghan's eyebrows was fully revealed, and the gentle words were like the spring breeze in March, warming Xintian.

"Fool, I said before, in this life, as long as you live up to me, Huang Quan Bi Luo, I will walk with you." Reaching out to embrace Feng Qinghan, Xuanyuan Yuewu smiled softly, resting her head on Feng Qinghan On his chest, he gently closed his eyes, and replied in a half-joking tone.

"In this life, in this life, the yellow spring and the green fall, we will never lose each other." Hearing Feng Qinghan's words, a warm feeling quickly spread from the bottom of her heart.He stretched out his hand to hug the woman in his arms a little tighter, and kept whispering softly in her ear.

The drizzle was hazy, blurring the eyes of many people.The clothes of the two were slightly damp, but it did not dispel their interest in going out for a walk.

After sitting in front of the Earth Temple for a while, the two walked hand in hand towards the depths of the ancient town.

On the quaint streets, the tender green willow branches have spit out green leaf buds.There are many peach trees among the trees, and many flowering branches have been drawn out.

The willows are Yiyi, the wind blows past, and the willow branches are floating all over the street.The peach blossoms are scorching, and someone's jade flute is scattered with the wind, taking away the melancholy of many people in the rain.

"Big brother, can you help us take down that paper kite?" The two of them had just walked to an ancient street in the ancient town when a little boy about seven or eight years old ran up to Feng Qinghan and pulled him by the hem of his clothes. said softly.

The two looked around, and saw a white butterfly paper kite quietly hanging on a high branch of an apricot tree not far away.I don't know what the paper kite was made of, but it was still hanging on the branch intact under the drizzle.

"Help him get it." Unable to win the child's favor, Xuanyuan Yuewu smiled and pushed Feng Qinghan, and said softly to him.

Feng Qinghan nodded lightly, and walked towards the apricot tree without saying too much.

Because the location of the paper kite was very tricky, Feng Qinghan didn't dare to use light work for fear of damaging the paper kite, so she could only slowly climb up the apricot tree and carefully remove the paper kite.

Seeing Feng Qinghan climbing so high, the little guy nervously held Xuanyuan Yuewu's hand, and his black eyes looked closely at Feng Qinghan on the tree, for fear that he would accidentally fall from the tree.

Feeling the strength from the soft fingers at the fingertips, Xuanyuan Yuewu looked down at the child in front of her, who looked only seven or eight years old, her eyes were extraordinarily bright, and looked unusually juicy.

"Little brother, it's already raining, why are you still putting paper kites here?" Xuanyuan Yuewu glanced at Feng Qinghan on the tree, as if she had never climbed a tree before, her movements seemed a little clumsy .But Xuanyuan Yuewu knew that with his ability, it would not be difficult to remove the kite, so he was not worried.

Bending over and pinching the child's cheek, Xuanyuan Yuewu asked with a smile.

(End of this chapter)