Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

The next morning, news spread from under the city walls of Biancheng: The army from Beiming had retreated. People in the city cheered and poured out onto the streets from their homes. For a long time, smiles hadn't been seen, but now, they shone brightly in their eyes.,Qin Luoyan was still asleep when Fu Zimu picked her up. He dressed her himself and didn't care that she was still closing her eyes pretending to sleep. He directly carried her into the carriage.,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.。