Why don't I understand that a night of love is just a dream? Time passes and people disappear. Haven't I seen enough in these lifetimes? But just like back then, I still allowed myself to sink.
Shang remembers that night, he stayed in my palace until early morning. He poured wine while I sat in front of my piano and played the tune that echoed repeatedly in my mind. It was once popular, but now it has been buried in the dust of history and no longer exists.
He said to me: "Wanwan, you are so smart, don't be stupid in your own affairs. I am happy to see this, but... You can do it on your own." He didn't say anything, it was rare that he treated me like this as an elder.
This time, I didn't reply to him, I just played the piano and looked out the window. What's even more rare is that the epiphyllum outside the window has bloomed, with some dew still on the petals. The moonlight shines on it, reflecting the crystal light, and the fragrance floats into the house. I will never forget that fragrance again.
He took me up to Kuixing Pavilion and watched the sky at night. Even though he is the master of the world, he is still unable to reach the stars in the sky, and he will still grow old quickly with time. He is particularly lonely in the dangerous building. I couldn't tell him that this was his calamity, and he had to go through nine generations of emperors before he could return to heaven.
I hugged him from behind and said, "Although the world is impermanent, I am willing to follow Your Majesty for all eternity, as long as Your Majesty does not abandon you." I remember saying this when he was first reincarnated.
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