Clear Water Reflects the Cold Moon
Prologue:
A soul-wrenching sorrow splits the heart beneath a long, long night.
A lovely woman gazes at a soaring kite, its cries sharp and piercing.
Whose heart is drunk on the fragrant pillow, as the candles slowly die?
In this empty solitude, the bright moon toys with me, unaware of the sorrow in my sandalwood pavilion as we part...
Beneath the moon, in the stillness, a figure in red glides past beneath the trees. Her toes barely touch the ground, yet her steps are unsteady. Moonlight falls upon her profile, beautiful but never vulgar. A cold smile curls across her lips, beguiling all who see it. Her lips move: "Yan Lengyue, I, Shui Lingqing, will destroy you."
