In Chang'an, the prosperous capital of the Tang Dynasty, old yellow leaves are falling.
The sky was getting closer to dusk, the sunset was as red as fire, and the faces of pedestrians on the street were joyful. On the long double-ring bridge made of white marble, three or two well-dressed men were walking. After crossing the bridge, they walked side by side into the Mingyue Tower.
Mingyue Tower, as its name suggests, is a three-story courtyard-style building. Whenever night falls, the building is brightly lit, shining with soft and bright crystal light, and from time to time, the melodious singing of Chang'an's first-class singers can be heard. A few years ago, it has become a must-visit place for dignitaries in Chang'an.
The sound of horse hooves came slowly and in an orderly manner, and everyone's eyes were attracted to the snow-white horse on the street. "That is the snow-shadowed horse from the Western Regions... Could it be the King of Nanhuai?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the white shadow flew as fast as snow, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Mingyue Tower. It was immediately obvious that he was a young man, and his gorgeous clothes with shining golden light immediately attracted sighs from all around.
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