Li Zong was awakened by birdsong. From the sound, they seemed to be magpies.
The window was closed, yet the song came through crystal clear. Remembering that there was a peach tree outside, he suddenly felt like asking the person beside him.
“Are the peach blossoms out?”
Duan Lingshuang was boiling soup by the bed. Hearing this, she looked up in surprise. When she saw Li Zong smiling at her, she smiled faintly too.
It was rare to see Li Zong so cheerful. Ever since he abdicated and became bedridden with illness, she had often seen him downcast. He was seldom as relaxed as he seemed today.
If only he could smile like this more often, Duan Lingshuang thought, a little heartache stirring within her. But she couldn't let it show, so she smiled and said,
“They're out. They bloomed a few days ago. Would Your Majesty like to see them?”
She gestured to the maid, Xinhe, to open the window. Before them stood a peach tree in full bloom, its pink blossoms veiled like mist. Magpies perched on the branches in pairs, calling without pause.
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If the ancients also read this article, I don't know how many people still want to be officials.
Seeing the author's name reminds me of "Yan Xu's generosity" in the early Tang Dynasty. Although not as good as Li Du, he was also famous all over the world at that time.
So blue!
What a desperate article!!! Sad~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~··
Too sad the beginning, I can't read the rest
Hey, support me.
How is this a good thing?
People always have thousands of selfish excuses, and they always feel that they are thinking of others.
Life is helpless, so why not die
Swimming today. . When I accidentally sank into the water, I noticed bubbles rising up. . It reminds me of the scene of Helan's death in "Ci of Daming Palace". . Probably the expression on her face was the same as when Li Zong faced death calmly. . Somewhat similar. .