The sunset is like gold, illuminating the towers and city walls. Guanshan is ten miles away, and the cloister is deep nearby. In the overwhelming glow of the sky, the emperor's face is too bright to look at.
The side door of Jinwen Palace opened, and a small sedan made of green cloth was carried out. Slowly, slowly, but so slowly, I finally reached the side road. Just one turn and he was out of sight.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, but couldn't touch anything.
It's a weird holding position.
The tighter you hold on, the easier it is to lose.
He still remembered her voice, delicate and soft, but as soon as she spoke it, it hurt him to the bone.