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Yao Wu Country.

A head of snow-white hair that flowed like the milky way, draped over the man's purple and white robe. The man wore a purple robe with wide sleeves. The sleeves slightly swayed to the ground, and the soft clothes fluttered on the ground. The man's purple waist was encircled by a darker belt, which made him look very seductive.

As Jin Yue walked along the street, he didn't fit in with the vulgar scene in front of him. People on the street passed him, glancing back from time to time to admire his beauty.

Although Jin Yue didn't like being seen like this by others, he still maintained a friendly smile. He was leading a horse and leisurely walking in a foreign land, as if he was walking on snow.

The people in the bazaar gathered as if they were discussing something, and all of them jogged in a certain direction.

"There's a woman selling her body to a funeral husband over there."

"I heard that woman is a beauty with golden hair."

"Seems like he's been kneeling for quite some time."

"…"

Blonde hair? The sensitive words made Jin's eyes narrow, and he couldn't help but think of a woman.

The corner of Jin Yue's lips raised slightly as he walked towards the crowd with great interest.

Under the eaves, the crowd surrounded the woman. They were all looking at the woman in the red dress. The woman was kneeling beside a corpse, her face expressionless. She stared at the dead body on the ground, which had been dead for days. She didn't cry or make a fuss. The people surrounding to watch the commotion discussed, and in front of the woman, there were four large words — Seller of the grave.

Jin, who was holding onto the reins, passed through the crowd and walked to the front. His arrival caused many onlookers to shift their attention to look at his white hair.

When Jin Yue saw An Yan Mo, he was first shocked, before slightly raising his lips.

This once overweeningly arrogant female emperor was actually kneeling next to a corpse, her face expressionless from grief. This kind of scene was too rare to see, so much so that Jin couldn't keep her eyes off it.

In Liuchuan's memory, this woman was extremely coquettish. No matter what the circumstances, she would always be able to make opportunistic moves. There was actually such a day? He didn't know if he should feel sympathy or ridicule.

"I'll buy you. Come with me!" A man pushed through the crowd and stepped forward to pull An Yan Mo's hand away. A few attendants behind the man pushed the cart, and it stopped in front of Eucalyptus. They were about to remove the body, but they seemed to have come prepared.

An Yan didn't resist, she just held onto the cold hand of Qing Eucalyptus, refusing to let go.

The man insisted on pulling her hand away and ordered the body to be carried onto the car as he muttered, "Everyone is already dead, why aren't you letting go!?" Come home with me, I'll bury you. Hurry up and go, don't stand in the way of others here. "

The man grabbed An Yan Mo's arm and dragged her away, but he was met with a fierce glare from An Yan Mo filled with killing intent.

That look in his eyes seemed to say, "Do you believe that I'll kill the mud?"

"You, why are you staring at me?" The man, who was stuttering in fright, let go of her a little.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was too tired and too sad to fight against anyone, she wouldn't allow anyone to be so rude to her.

"I tell you, I am your savior! Stop staring at me! "You two, hurry up." The man pointed at the two attendants who were carrying the bodies. Finished speaking, she dragged An Yan Mo along with her and left the rooftop.

Just like the passersby, Jin Yue leisurely walked forward and stepped on the cart with one foot. The cart that had just been lifted up once again rested on the ground. The gesture seemed casual, but the two men in the cart could not lift it.

When the expressionless An Yan Mo saw Jin Yue's slight frown, he asked the same question as when he saw her.

Why was he here?

"Why is this person's hair so white?"

"Is he male or female?"

"Could it be a demon?"

"…"

The surrounding people began to whisper in discussion.

The more Jin smiled, the more he let go.

The two people who had been pushing the car with all their might a moment ago were unable to control their strength. They stumbled due to the inertia and fell at Jin Yue's feet.

Jin Yue didn't care about their lives as he pulled An Yan Mo away from the man's side and stood behind him to protect himself.

"She was a friend of mine and she was lost a few days ago. I will help her bury her husband, so there's no need for you to worry. " Jin Yue politely spoke as he glanced behind him with his frivolous fox eyes. The man put his hands on his hips and tried to hit him. The faster Jin dodged, the more extravagant Jin's fist landed on another man's face. Then, the two fell to the ground, hugging each other.

"Where are you going to fight!" Pushing aside the servants who were pressing down on him, the man held his swollen chin and looked at Jin Yue furiously. He wanted to curse loudly, but Jin Yue had the upper hand.

"I don't understand the local customs and customs of your Yao Wu Country. As an apology gift, this is yours." Jin Yue spoke elegantly as he calmly took out a Pearl of the Moon from his sleeve and tossed it to the man. The surrounding people were all shocked. This move was truly extravagant.

The man looked at Jin Yue and felt that he definitely wasn't a simple person. Since he wanted to curry favor with him, there was no need to cause any more trouble. He kept the Pearl of the Moon and left with his attendants.

After finishing this matter, Jin turned around and looked at the people who were still discussing about him before she slowly said, "Shouldn't you disperse too?"

The onlookers dispersed one by one under Jin Yue's sidelong glance.

Jin Yue turned around and looked at the expressionless An Yan Mo.

"The exalted ruler of a nation would actually sit by the side of the street and sell himself to be buried as a husband? Such anecdotes are rare in a hundred years. " Jin Yue teased, "I vaguely remember. Oh, that's not right. It isn't my memory, it's Liuchuan. In Liu Chuan's memories, you are a woman who stands on her own two feet, willing to do anything, just like Lu Shaoheng. Why did he have such a ridiculous expression today? "

Jin Yue plucked up a handful of white hair and played with it in his hand. As he circled around An Yan Mo, he said those words with a sly smile, as if mocking and pitying her.

However, An Yan Mo was different from before. She didn't refute a single word of Jin Yue's words. Instead, she stared fixedly at the green slip of paper lying on the cart. No one knew what she was thinking at the moment. Her thoughts seemed to be far away, as if they were in the past.

Perhaps, right now, there was only a desperate thought in her heart. That was to leave with Eucalyptus, but she couldn't, because Eucalyptus was protecting her with his life, hoping that she would live well, not die selfishly. Therefore, An Yan Mo, to live in such despair, to find the Green Eucalyptus said the hope.

"How boring." The more Jin talked to himself, the quieter she became. She knew that An Yan Mo didn't want to talk to anyone right now, so she went quiet. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hoisted her into the saddle.

"Sit tight. I'm a very careless person. I won't look at you very carefully." Jin pulled the reins and placed them in An Yan Mo's hands. Jin, who had no intention of mounting the horse, slightly bent down and pushed the cart forward, following the horse.

They circled the streets and many strange places and finally stopped in front of a forest. There was an empty cabin outside the woods, and Jin pushed the cart around to find a clearing. He dug a hole with his shovel and prepared to buy the green paper.

An Yan Mo got down from the horse and sat beside Eucalyptus, watching his cold body without saying a word.

"Have you heard that one cannot revive after death? "If you don't get buried now, your body will rot." Jin Yue held the shovel and stood by the side of the huge pit. He didn't sympathize with An Yan Mo's fate, but he didn't want to see her guarding the corpse, which was too much of an eyesore.

"I want to erect a monolith for him. You help me." An Yan Mo's tone was stiff, and it was hard to tell that she was begging for help.

Jin Yue sighed, but still nodded in agreement. He turned and rode off to the market to buy a carving knife and a wooden tablet. It was dusk when he returned. The setting sun landed on An Yan Mo's body. Holding the soil in her hands, she began to fill up the grave. The red robe flourished on the ground, like a red lotus that had been burnt by fire.

She filled up the soil bit by bit, staining it all over her body.

Jin Yue gave her the wooden tablet and carving knife he bought, and she just sat by the grave, writing each line.

Jin Yue leaned against the horse and rested for a while, slightly supporting his temples as he looked at An Yan Mo, who was holding a piece of wood carved to the point where his finger was bleeding.

At that moment, she was like a hedgehog that had lost its thorns. She had taken off her armor, and was only a weak girl who was putting in all her effort for the person she loved.

Jin Yue watched on like this, then unknowingly fell asleep.

The enchanting moonlight suffused the tall branches, and when the wind blew past, the sound of the dancing woman was mixed with the chirping of cicadas. At night, the animals rustled in the woods. Jin, who had almost fallen asleep, was startled awake by a gust of cold wind that blew through his hair.

Jin looked at the dim sky, then looked in the direction of An Yan Mo.

The night wind caused the surrounding temperature to drop. Jin Yue stood up, stretched his body, and moved his body. In the blink of an eye, he looked at the people at the grave and sighed.

Leaning against the carved tombstone, An Yan fell into a deep sleep, seeming to be extremely exhausted.

Jin Yue patted off the dust on his body before walking forward to pick up An Yan Mo who was sleeping soundly. He then walked towards the wooden house outside the forest …