Taking evening photos among flowers
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One step, two steps, three steps...
The emperor, who was holding a golden bottle and whose face was full of unparalleled splendor, approached him.
He stood on his knees with his hands clasped, saying nothing.
"Back?" His light tone hovered above his head, like the mellow wine in the golden bottle in his hand.
He never spoke, just looked down at the blue-black floor tiles.
"When my beloved comes back, I will give you fine wine." His lips curved slightly, and the golden bottle was handed to him.
Yan Bai raised his head, glanced at him, paused, then took it and drank.
He never saw a trace of hesitation in that cold emperor's eyes.
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