As if it was sensed again, Gu Xinfei spread her hands and waited silently.

"Be careful, I didn't say goodbye, you are not allowed to move," he reminded.

When Gu Xinfei heard this, she didn't dare to move even after she moved, for fear of breaking the urn.

Knowing the importance of the ashes contained in the urn to Gu Xinfei, Mo Yesheng also took a very cautious and cautious attitude.

He carefully placed the urn in Gu Xinfei's hand. Instead of leaving, he reminded: "You can hold the urn."

Gu Xinfei obediently held the urn: "I held it, it won't fall off, you can let go."

Listening to the last sentence, Mo Yesheng didn't think anything at all, but seeing that she was like a baby, she hugged the urn tightly in her arms.

For a moment, Mo Yesheng was very jealous and almost grabbed it and helped him get it.

But I imagined that this was the last time, and it was her last time to send Gu Che, so I followed her.

From now on, she will be his own, so I will give her to Gu Che today.

Concubine Gu held the urn tightly, and her heart that had been so uncomfortable that she finally felt a little comforted.

"Second brother, I will accompany you, you won't walk alone." She stroked the urn and said softly.

"Second brother, tell me what you want and what you lack in the future. I will definitely burn it for you."

"Second brother, when I miss you, you should also come to a dream to see me and talk to me."

Her voice was very soft, brushing through the hearts of those present, and everyone was moved by it.

No one can understand the relationship between Gu Xinfei and Gu Che. They are better than brothers and sisters, but they are not brothers and sisters, and are deeper than love. But they are not each other's lovers.

This kind of relationship is indescribable, but it is very deep and cannot be shaken by anyone.

Mo Yesheng glanced at his watch and saw that the time was almost the same, he reached out to wrap his hand around her shoulder.

"It's almost time. Let's go to the cemetery to send Gu Che to the burial, okay?"

Gu Xinfei looked at him blankly, hugged the urn with both hands, and then nodded: "Yes."

Looking at the tears on her face, Mo Yesheng took out his handkerchief and wiped it.

"Don't cry too hard, your eyes are already red. If something happens, I will feel very distressed."

I know that he feels sorry for me, but I really can't control myself, but for him, I will still work hard and try my best to control myself.

"Okay!" She sniffed and nodded solemnly.

Mo Yesheng touched her head: "So good!"

...

It takes an hour to get to the royal cemetery from the morgue.

It rained last night, and today it was indeed a good weather as Mo Yesheng said, and the sun came out early in the morning.

After getting into the car, Gu Xinfei leaned against Mo Yesheng's shoulder, hugging the urn tightly and closing her eyes tightly.

Mo Yesheng knew that she was feeling uncomfortable and needed a quiet atmosphere to sort out his emotions. He did not make any noise to disturb her and was quietly by her side.

When it was about to arrive at the cemetery, Mo Yesheng took the thermos in the car and poured her a cup of warm water.

"You've cried too much today, drink some." Mo Yesheng handed the cup to her mouth.

Feeling the warm breath sprayed on her face, Gu Xinfei suddenly felt very thirsty, so she drank in a big mouthful of water cup.

Soon the water cup came to the bottom, and Mo Yesheng was very satisfied.

"Do you still want to drink?"

She swallowed and shook her head.

Seeing her drinking a big glass, she didn't force her anymore.
Chapter completed!