Qin Luoyan stood in the courtyard, watching the three people leave. Her gaze lingered on the empty gate for a long time until a cold wind blew and she shivered. Only then did she turn her head unconsciously and ask Fu Zi Mo: "Do you think he will be with Er Ya",Fu ZiMo brought Qin LuoYan to stay quietly in the inn for a few days. He didn't speak, and Qin LuoYan didn't ask. She only noticed that as the days went by, more and more carrier pigeons arrived in the courtyard. Those carrier pigeons flew in from all directions, carrying unintelligible words and handwriting. Fu ZiMo’s daily work was to constantly read letters and reply to them.,"This is…" Her gaze fell on Fu Zimo's back, her eyes instantly moistening because Fu Zimo was already kneeling before a small tombstone.。