Chapter 5: Snowflake Asks About Love 3

  It's snowing, and the snowflakes fall into her eyes, turning into a stream flowing out of her eye sockets. Qilin doesn't want to wipe them away, nor does she want to lower her head. Search for websites, please search on Baidu +

  It's really cold here, so cold that Qilin is shivering a bit.

  Suddenly feeling a chill in her palm, Qilin originally thought it was Mu Qingfeng and didn't think of refusing. She continued to gaze calmly at the altar like this.

  The woman still lay motionless on the bed, snowflakes falling on her body, like blooming white plum blossoms, crying for a woman's fading beauty and lost youth. Qilin gazed quietly at the woman, who also had her eyes open, wondering if the snowflakes would fall into her eyes and then melt into tears.

  The white plum beside had already turned half red, the high priest suddenly led a group of men wearing strange masks onto the altar, the high priest stood beside the Jade Girl, and others held various ritual instruments to form a circle and started dancing.

  Qilin closed her eyes, and it seemed as if she saw a woman with a face like a peach blossom, slender and elegant, dancing in the plum forest. A man's eyebrows were gentle, his fingers lightly plucking the strings of a zither, the sound lingering on. The couple had affection for each other, but unfortunately, an imperial edict separated them, leaving only sorrow. Today, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the snow is helping to create a beautiful scene. With a cup of heart-wrenching wine, she asks her loved one if they will meet on the Naihe Bridge? Suddenly, there was a burst of whispering around her, Qilin opened her eyes, and the people next to her were pointing and gesturing towards the altar. Feng Changqing was standing on the altar, holding a silver mask in his hand.

  At this time, Feng Changqing had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, looking at Long Ye who was still smiling, then slowly walked closer to the woman, ignoring the High Priest's obstruction and gently leaned close to the woman's ear, saying "Even if you go to hell, you won't be able to see him, because he is right here, personally sending you to hell."

  The eyes that were once lifeless suddenly had a glimmer of light, the woman mechanically turned her head, through the gaps between the dancing men, she saw the blue figure in the heavy snow, but she no longer had the strength to raise her hand and shout, the scorching heat in her eye sockets was the only temperature she could feel now, the sharp pain in her chest was the only sensation she could feel now, the empty ring on her wrist had been taken away, and she didn't even have the strength to see the person's face clearly.

  Finally, under the various gestures of the high priest, Feng Changqing picked up the woman who was on her last breath. The red plum blossom beside him, which had fully bloomed, was lifted by two veiled women and carried to the entrance of the Baifa Pavilion under the guidance of the high priest.

  At this time, everyone's attention was focused on the gate of the Baifang Pavilion, but Qi Lin stared tightly at the woman in Feng Changqing's arms. Her head hung weakly on Feng Changqing's neck, and her hands hung down weakly.

  Feng Changqing walked up to Long Ye and said, "The Jade Maiden's jade body is now in your hands."

  The smile at the corner of Long Yan's mouth did not dissipate, he raised his hand and saluted "Your subordinate obeys your order."

  He took the woman from Feng Changqing's hands, turned around in the wind and snow, and the blue and white clothes fluttered in the wind. Long Ye hugged the woman and slowly walked down the altar, the crowd made way for a path, and Long Ye still had a smile on his face.

  Zi Lin didn't have time to care about what would happen next at the altar, and quietly followed him from behind in the crowd.

  Originally thought there would be something like a coffin outside, but after following for half a day, Qilin didn't see anything. Suddenly, a blue handkerchief fell from the woman's sleeve, and Qilin picked it up. It was similar to the fabric on that man's body. Qilin stood there stupidly, she didn't want to follow anymore.