[MTL, BL] Pretend Little Cowardly Bag [Quick Wear]

5.19

Before Huaifeng's family fell into disrepair, his ancestors were also officials, and his grandfather was a scholar. He was obsessed with antiques all his life. Under the influence of his childhood, Huaifeng also developed a certain ability to identify antiquities.

He was very sure that the ancient books under the bed were not imitations or fakes, and were indeed old, especially the portrait of the "Qi Jue" who could live forever.

Beautifully painted.

He'd been sending letters back and forth for so long, and Qi Jue's face was so out of place that he would never admit his mistake.

I was excited and complicated for a while, but I still tried my best to suppress all kinds of doubts and did the task at hand first - I set off on the same day, took the personal letter and body of Adjutant Lin, and started the trip to Asan.

Several loyal subordinates of Adjutant Lin volunteered to go with him. They had been taken care of by Adjutant Lin in the past, and they also wanted to send Adjutant Lin for a ride in person.

Huaifeng brought a few of his own people and set off quickly.

It's just that when Qi Jue saw Adjutant Lin's coffin, his reaction was different from what he had imagined.

In Huaifeng's impression, this man has almost no emotions, except for the corners of his mouth that he can't help but sip every time he receives a letter, and the rest of the time there is no expression at all. This is also the impression of this man in my heart. After seeing the part about Qi Jue in those ancient books, it is not particularly unbelievable, because the other party is indeed not like all the young people he has met, but it can be said that he is like an old man. What appeared in Huaifeng's mind was a rock on the edge of the cliff that was accustomed to being shaken by wind, rain and thunder.

It was a sunny day, the snow stopped for several days, and the sun came out.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of Mount Eshan, he saw the man.

The other party seemed to have been waiting there for a long time. There was a layer of dead leaves and snow on the ground around him. Only the edges of his shoes were flat soil, and the black gown was covered with snow that fell from the trees. His shoulders and hair were all covered with snow. It is frost white.

If it wasn't for the fact that this man's eyes had been following the carriage and the coffin behind him after he appeared, he would have wondered if it was a finely carved stone statue.

Huaifeng dismounted immediately, and waved someone to carry the coffin over first.

Before I could say what I was prepared to do in my heart, the imposing figure suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the carriage that had just crossed the limit at the foot of the mountain.

The horse in front seemed to be frozen, motionless, but screamed agitatedly.

The man who was driving turned his head: "Hey, it's hard to stop here..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man's other hand went directly over to open the coffin.

"..."

Everyone's face turned pale, and there was an uproar.

Huaifeng stretched out his hand to signal them to be quiet, but the groom noticed something was wrong, so he shut up and didn't dare to make a sound.

The cold wind in the forest stopped.

Huaifeng will never forget the scene of that day in his life. The man who once made him dare not let his air out with just one look, silently stared at the corpse for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into tears in front of the coffin, more tears than he had ever seen in his life. There is more.