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The vast Han Palace seems to be a monster that sucks the essence of people. The spiritual energy that has been nurtured in Yinyuan Pavilion for more than ten years is overflowing and dissipating. The body is getting worse, getting injured every time I turn a window, and realizing that the sword feels too heavy when trying to scare people with it. I have been drinking heavily for a long time and hardly ever sober up. I get sick when the temperature fluctuates, and often feel short of breath when looking at the high palace walls. So I am gloomy and wandering, like a ghost trapped in the Han Palace. Occasionally, when I appear with a lamp, it scares Guangling King who visits at night. The gloomy eyes seem like an illusion, because the next moment those eyes are shining brightly because of her presence.
27.
Young Emperor is intentionally not using an umbrella in the rain, it's a rainy night by the lake, it's climbing trees to pick flowers, it's sneaking out, it's touching the Tang pipe in the lake, it's jumping off the tallest building at will, it's barrels of aged old wine, it's unanswered letters, it's hopeless pleading, it's decayed, insane, unable to die, and finally withered, decadent, and a bright blood red.
The soul of Son of Heaven is pitch black, like nurturing low-light lotus mud, tattered, riddled with holes, like the neglected windows in the cold palace, wrinkled like an old tree with countless rings, damp and sticky, heavily stuck at the feet of Guangling King. But because of Guangling King's love, it becomes golden, like the clustered branches of a golden osmanthus tree, shiny like the shimmering lake water in a summer lotus pond, and with iridescent colors like glazed tiles, finally rolling gently into Guangling King's palm like a polished agate pendant.
28. Theory of Lifespan
Zuo Ci is an immortal, but the child he raised ultimately dies in front of him. Standing by the coffin, touching the cold, wrinkled face, there might not be much emotion, after all, he is cold-hearted and cold-faced. It's actually Shi Jun who is beside him, tearful and distressed.
Leaving the memorial hall and walking on, passing by a lawn covered with Xiang Xuelan s, I remembered the two clumsy children of my youth making flower garlands for him. Walking past the Golden Osmanthus tree, I remembered being covered in its blossoms. Walking past the palace platform, I remembered how they earnestly practiced martial arts here, yet also slacked off quietly. Every place I walked by seemed to be filled with the laughter and joy of those two children coming to his side. Finally arriving at the Cloud Emperor Palace, it seemed as if two little figures were sitting on the roof, holding hands and chatting. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared. Finally, closing the palace doors, covering his face, he let out a long sigh.
It turns out that the feeling of heartache is like this. It's unlikely for an immortal master to shed tears or collapse. The most they can do is probably just sigh, suppressing the pain that spreads from the depths of their heart with each sigh.
It's also possible that the two of them died early. Following the last traces of the Heart Paper Lord, searching everywhere for their bodies, then picking them up and bringing the tattered bodies back to the Yinyuan Pavilion to clean them. When looking for clothes, they found that, oh, why are they all clothes from childhood? It turns out that you have been gone for so long.
Sitting at the palace gate, I suddenly remembered when the two children first arrived at the Yinyuan Pavilion, it was the time when the Xiang Xuelan s were in full bloom. The following year, to my horror, I discovered that those garlic-like things were actually what? Shi Zimiao always mistook them and turned the Xiang Xuelan s into dishes to feed the two children. They fell ill from poisoning, vomiting and having diarrhea, lying at the Medical Department, barely alive. Zhang Zhongjing furrowed his brow as he administered acupuncture to them. It wasn't until they bloomed again that I realized they were actually Xiang Xuelan s. Snowflakes fell lightly from the sky, covering the Xiang Xuelan s, making Zuo Ci look even more like a snowman.
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