Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

"Well, it's done," Fu Zimo nodded and then caressed her head, pressing a kiss on her lips. "Mingqi has successfully taken the throne of Beiming Nation, and the power of the three families in Beiming Nation has also been eradicated by him.",Qin Luoyan hugged Fu Zimu's waist, but her heart was filled with a warmth she had never felt before. Perhaps, in this turbulent world of ever-changing fortunes, she was only a small force pushing things forward. But when all the dust settled, they were both still alive. That was already very good, very good.,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.。