In the ice coffin, a graceful woman with a beautiful face and a green dress lies.
She looked peaceful, as if she had been sleeping for a long time.
The Lieutenant General was bent over and carefully picked her up from the ice coffin. His movements were very light and soft.
What surprised Yan Yin was that the woman was holding an exquisite little jade flute in her hand.
"She likes to sing. She likes to blow the flute in the cool breeze on a quiet night." She seemed to understand Yan Yin's thoughts. The Lieutenant General said, "This jade flute is the token of love I gave her."