
Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan
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author: <p>Smoke like
Qin Luoyan returned with a resentful expression, but she still followed along without hesitation. However, when she got off the carriage and saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but be taken aback.,"This is…" Her gaze fell on Fu Zimo's back, her eyes instantly moistening because Fu Zimo was already kneeling before a small tombstone.,He inserted three burning incense sticks into the censer, then turned to beckon her over. "Come here, and have a chat with your senior brother," he said.。