As he walked into the garden, he saw Xizhao sitting alone in the pavilion, lost in thought. Perhaps the wind and snow kept him from seeing clearly, but Feng Manlou suddenly felt that this woman, who ruled an empire, was terribly lonely. It was a desolation buried deep in her bones, always carefully concealed by its bearer, so no one had noticed. Just then, Xizhao saw Feng Manlou too. Her breathtaking smile bloomed, so radiant and moving that it instantly eclipsed the sadness from before, making it seem as though that bone-deep loneliness had never existed.
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Only after losing it can you find true love. I'm afraid Feng is just a brother and sister to Ling. Correct the typo, it's still a good article