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It was April, and a spring breeze swept through the world overnight, filling the city with blooming pear blossoms.
Brilliant sunlight fell gently through gaps in the tree branches.
In the shade, his expression was a mix of light and shadow. His smile bloomed like a flower.
"Across the ages, the world stretches in every direction. Our future is as vast as the sea, and we have all the time in the world. Until we meet again, my friend!"
At the time, she wore a light goose-yellow robe and spoke with a playful, clasped-hands salute.
It seemed this was not a farewell, but a promise that they would meet again someday.
Looking up, she saw mountain ranges stretching into the distance beneath a cloudless sky.
An ancient, imposing pagoda stood faintly visible among the trees.
A bell rang out, drifting away into the deep, lush green.
**Story Background**
In the fifth year of Xingye under the Great Sui of Zhongzhou, as the realm stood divided into three, word suddenly came that Ming Tai, khan of the northern desert tribal alliance, had died of old age. The alliance descended into chaos, with violence erupting everywhere. In the end, Ming Ting, Ming Tai's eighth son, was chosen by the people and successfully took the throne. His first act as khan was to reorganize the alliance's tribal forces, vowing to conquer Zhongzhou and claim the realm!
Theme: Back then, time moved slowly. A lifetime was just enough to love one person!
