"The Western Han, the Three Kingdoms, the Li Tang, the Wu Zhou, the Northern Song."
"A golden age of talent, with heroes emerging in droves."
The System said, "You must become the person in power's white moonlight, someone they would never dare touch or bear to hurt, someone they will love and remember forever."
Ling Zhao brimmed with confidence. "Don't worry. This will be a piece of cake for me."
She was so sure of herself that the System relaxed.
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She was Liu Bang and Lu Zhi's cinnabar mole.
She was Liu Che, Wei Qing, and Huo Qubing's heart's blood.
She was the one the lords of the late Han could long for but never speak of.
She was Emperor Taizong's Achilles' heel and Wu Zetian's lingering ache.
She was Li Bai's poetry and Yue Fei's blade.
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Years later.
The System said, "...You call that a white moonlight?"
Ling Zhao replied, "What else would you call it? I can write to bring peace to the realm and ride into battle to secure it. And I died a noble death, with a perfectly timed, heart-wrenching ending. You tell me, am I not white moonlight?"
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"White moonlight isn't limited to romance."
"When those in power grow old, they will always remember the old friend who, in their most glorious years, faced death with youthful passion and carefree courage."
"That person must have accomplished something earth-shaking, performed some magnificent feat, and possessed unmatched talent and unwavering loyalty."
"The essence of white moonlight... is dying at just the right moment, frozen in the most beautiful instant you ever shared."
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Blurb recorded on June 19, 2025
Theme: The chivalrous spirit of youth
