Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Early in the morning, Fu Zimo had Jin Mu prepare a carriage.,"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 was lighting incense, his movements were reverent and his attitude sincere. It was a side of Fu Zimuo she had never seen before. In this world, Qin Luoyan had never seen anyone who could make him kneel and worship.。