Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan draped her cloak over his shoulders. Seeing him smile, she smiled back. "Is it done","He disappeared during the battle with your father." Fu Zimo said calmly.,As they descended the mountain, their conversation on the winding path was scattered by the wind, leaving not a trace. Yet, the feelings between them were as unyielding as time itself, forever etched in their hearts.。