The palace lantern curtains were dripping with drizzle, and the white-robed Taoist who was greeted by the palace lanterns ten miles away arrived an hour late as usual. The purple-robed beauty waiting in the pavilion was not angry. She just warmed her wine leisurely. When the white-robed and white-haired Taoist stepped into the pavilion and closed her umbrella, she said with a smile, "Friend, you are late again."
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