Volume 2 The Butterfly Went After by the Wind Chapter 63 The Living and the Dead Had Been Parted for Long

Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng mounted their horses and shook the reins. Then the horses galloped off.

Outside the yurt, Jiang Yunyi and Zhuang Shujun watched them leaving and kept silent for a long time.

The morning breeze was a little cold.

Inside the yurt, a man thoughtfully watched the two young people going farther and farther on the horses until they dwindled into two dots and then disappeared at the end of the grassland.

It was Mu Qianmei's father, Yun Zhonghe.

Yun Zhonghe didn't sleep well last night. The old saying went that "a mother always worries about her traveling child.” So did the father.

Yun Zhonghe was no exception, though he used to be an emperor.

He sighed when they finally disappeared from his view, edged to the desk, and opened “Lingyin College: A Poem Collection.” The first poem that leaped to the eyes was “A Dream, to the Tune of Chiangch'entse”—this was a page he h