Jin Luan took it, put the book into the box smoothly, closed the box, and locked it.
She sealed the book until she pulled out the key. She looked at the key with a complicated look on her face, and asked with emotion for a moment: "Huan'er, do you think this box is beautiful?"
"Yes."
"Do you think this palace is gorgeous?"
"Yes."
She suddenly laughed at herself, full of sarcasm. She didn't know if she was telling it to her or murmuring to herself: "I am like the book in this box. This gorgeous box is like a cage. It is sealed and so tight that not even a single crack is leaked. Who knows how a book locked in a box feels?"
This gorgeous palace was just a box with gold rims and gems embedded in it. It was so locked that she had to be careful even to take a breath.
This is the place that people all over the world yearn for, and it is also... A prison.