Ling tripod

Chu Yan looked at Liu Yueying with dull eyes.

"Also, there is another soup. I'll get it. You can eat it while it's hot first!"

Liu Yueying's eyes were a little dodgeful and she turned away.

The two of them sat across from each other at the dinner table.

"Why did Miss Liu leave without saying goodbye?"

Chu Yan asked casually as he picked up the rice bowl and put it in his mouth.

"I had some important things to do before, and my injuries were almost healed, so I left. Recently, because of some things, and my injuries haven't recovered as fast as I thought, I just..."

"Just come back!"

Chu Yan smiled slightly and interrupted Liu Yueying's next words.

Liu Yueying trembled slightly, looking at what Chu Yan wanted to say, but in the end he didn't say it!

"Chu Yan, I know everything about you, don't be so reckless next time!"

Ruo Xiwen lowered her head to pick up her rice and said with some concern.

"You're making the girl worry!"

Chu Yan smiled slightly.

"Miss Liu, your braised lion's head is really good. I have never..."

"Flower girl is a good girl!"

Chu Yan was just halfway through his words when he suddenly heard Liu Yueying's words. He was stuck in words and looked at Liu Yueying with a complicated expression.

At this time, Liu Yueying had buried her head very low, with a hint of blush on her face.

Chu Yan was a little confused, and the next moment he seemed to have thought about something and said: "Miss Liu, do me a favor!"

On a hillside behind the cabin.

In front of Chu Yan and Liu Yueying was a rectangular deep pit, which Chu Yan and Liu Yueying had just dug.

A crystal coffin lay in a deep pit. In the crystal coffin, a beautiful woman whose clothes were stained with blood lay with her eyes slightly closed and a happy smile on her face.

Chu Yan stood aside. Although Chu Yan had calmed down after a month, Chu Yan's face was still full of sadness at this scene.

"Chu Yan, you didn't do anything wrong!"

"I understand, Miss Liu, let's help Qier rest in peace!"

Chu Yan smiled miserably, squatted down, put his hand into the small mound of soil on the side, picked up a hand of soil, and poured it down into the deep pit...

Layers of sand cover the crystal coffin!

The last tombstone was erected on the small grave, with seven characters on it, 'Tomb of my late wife Hua Mengqi'.

Chu Yan remembered Hua Mengqi's words. Her biggest wish was to be his wife, retire to the mountains and forests with him, and have a large number of children...

Chu Yan knelt in front of the grave, looking at the tombstone in a daze, the autumn wind blew by, and the fallen leaves were flying...

Liu Yueying stood quietly beside Chu Yan without disturbing him, watching this infatuated man finish the last thing he should do.

"Qier, rest in peace!"

Chu Yan lit three incense sticks and placed them in front of the grave, and placed a bouquet of blue cloud flowers that Mengqi had loved the most during her lifetime.

Slowly stood up, as if he had let go of a lot, but still took on more. When Chu Yan turned his head, his resolute face seemed to have become much more mature.

Seeing Liu Yueying's hesitant expression, Chu Yan let out a breath and said lightly: "Miss Liu, can you have a drink with me?"

The moonlight is bright and clear.

In front of the cabin, next to the stone table, Chu Yan and Liu Yueying sat next to each other.

Three large wine jars, a large bowl, and a small wine glass.

"Miss Liu, you see the moonlight is pretty good tonight, so I'll do it first to respect you!"

Chu Yan picked up a wine jar, filled the large bowl in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp.

Liu Yueying looked at Chu Yan's complicated expression and drank the wine in the small glass.

"Miss Liu, you and I have known each other for so long. I have done something inappropriate. Please forgive me, Miss Liu. For this, I, Chu Yan, have another drink!"

Not allowing Liu Yueying to say anything more, Chu Yan filled up the wine bowl in front of him again and drank it all in one gulp!

"Miss Liu, look, for your coming back, I'll give you another toast!"

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One bowl after another, in just a moment, a large jar of wine was finished. Chu Yan's face turned red and he was deeply intoxicated.

"If you want to cry, just cry..."

A whisper that touches the heart...