Chapter 307

Outside Luodu, in the countryside, a place with extremely beautiful scenery stands a green tomb.

Look at the grave. It's Xinli. However, it is carefully paved with grass, and the repair is mellow and delicate. In front of the tomb stands a stone tablet with only one line of characters engraved on it [mu Qingge's wife, Qin's also pity's tomb].

Mu Qingge, dressed in military uniform, sits cross legged in front of the tomb. Behind him, the red cloak of flame is scattered like a fan, spreading on the grass. Behind her, Longya Wei all knelt on one leg, silent as a statue, and no one made a sound to disturb their master.

Qin Yilian was not buried in the Royal Cemetery of the state of Qin.

She asked Qin Jinchen to persuade Yun Fei to bring Qin Yilian out and chose such a quiet and beautiful place as her resting place.

If you can't save Qin Yilian, maybe it will become a pity in her heart, but it won't let her sink.

The wind blows through the treetops, bringing the sound of "rustling".

Such as songs, such as tears, graceful and melodious.

Mu Qingge's hands were on his knees, coagulating the words engraved on the stone tablet, and whispered: "pity, I can only fulfill your wish so that you can rest in peace."

On the green tomb, the grass tip swaying against the wind, as if in reply to the words of Mu light song.

Vaguely, mu Qingge seems to see the shadow of Qin Yilian on the green tomb, and is looking at her with a pure smile. A pair of big eyes, still simple and thorough, without any pollution.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, lifted her chin and looked at the phantom figure.

She didn't know whether it was Qin Yilian's soul coming back or her own illusion, but she knew that at this moment, she didn't want to break all this. If it's a dream, let it go on

"Pity..." Murmured a murmur. She saw Qin Yilian laughing at herself. Smile is so sweet and warm, just like the first time, let her feel beautiful.

"Little brother, I dance for you." In a trance, mu Qingge heard Qin Yilian's voice. It's as soft and sweet as before.

Unconsciously, she nodded.

This time, she did not refuse coldly.

On the tomb, the illusory figures are dancing, like neon smoke and colorful butterflies. This is the most beautiful dance mu Qingge has ever seen.

She watched intently and did not miss any expression or movement. The corner of the mouth, therefore, rises faintly.

A dance, unknowingly, the sky actually floating snow.

Snowflakes, like goose feathers, fall slowly on the grass and sprinkle among the green graves.

Longya Wei's people were surprised. Looking at the snowflakes falling in the sky, their resolute and cold face was full of doubts. This is not the season to snow.

Soon, the earth was dyed white, and mu Qingge and longyawei were covered with a thin layer of silver.

They did not move, the look in the eyes was still focused on the red figure covered by silver.

Straight as before, but with a little bit of sadness.

"Little brother, does Lianlian dance well?" Illusory figure playful back hands, a face waiting for mu light song answer.

That pair of big eyes, curved like crescent, with starlight in the gap.

As if, she tried her best to dance, only to get a affirmation of moqingge.

Mu light song heavily nodded, the smile of the corner of the mouth more deeply.

Her clear eyes, for the first time, dispelled the reason, leaving only Qin Yilian's delicate figure, printed into the heart.

Her clothes were not stained with blood, and her heart was not broken by the arrow. She could still surround her with a beautiful smile and call her "little brother" in a soft and sweet voice.

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