Yun Zhi Yu - Gong Shangjiao X Palace Expedition
I was sixteen years old that year. Although I was called a once-in-a-century pharmacological wizard by palace sects and the world, I had never left the mountain. There are many stone steps at the palace gate. From the age of eight to sixteen, I only waited for my brother at the pass.
Every time my brother went down the mountain to carry out his duty of holding the sword, he would only return after three or four days. Two or three days after my brother went out, I would sit by the stone steps closest to the door. Sometimes I would hold the taro I had cooked for my brother, sometimes it would be the flowers I cultivated, and sometimes I would be empty-handed. I would wait from sunrise to sunset until I was urged by my attendants to practice my sword before I could leave. The attendant respectfully asked me why I sat on the cold stone steps all day long. I just said that I was thinking about something and kept silent.
But in my heart, I couldn't deceive anyone. "Because I miss my brother," I said silently.
Concept: The love, hatred and hatred of Gong 2 and Gong 3