The young Monarch put down the official document in his hand. Slowly, he moved backward to lean on the Imperial Seat. It was windy on the outside. He was staring blankly at the leaves which waved in the wind through the window. Recalling the first time he met The Blind Concubine’s sight.
At that time, the weather hadn’t been hot like today. The sun was still warm and gentle. The narrow stone path to the Cold Palace was covered by dark green weeds which grew all over along the path. Continuously growing. Extended until reaching The Blind Concubine’s little yard’s gate. A spell of wind brushed through. Blowing the fully bloomed flowers of different colors. He lifted his sleeve to cover his face at once. Through the limitless scattered in all direction flower petals, he saw a figure in that yard.
Simple but neat clothing. Black hair. Among the scattered flower petals, slightly smiling.
The Emperor closed his eyes. That very same scene on that day appeared vaguely before his eyes.
There was a time when the sight of The Blind Concubine during that rainstorm appeared. In that bamboo forest. Covered with mud from head to toe. Cheeks were deathly pale. Motionless.
He knew that The Blind Concubine had a warm temper, soft spoken and would smile when he met someone. But he also felt that the Blind Concubine was treating him coldly. His words weren’t truly from the bottom of his heart. Without any clear reason he would get angry at him.
Asked him why, he wouldn’t say. Alone, he stared blankly with his big eyes. Not uttering even a word.
It was as if nobody could get close to him.
Yet, he loved Yu Li and Rui Ze so much.
Seemingly he was only indifferent towards the Emperor himself.
The Emperor knitted his brows into a frown. Suddenly, the entire stack of official documents which were on the table, with a rushed movement were swept away unto the floor.
Jue Yue pushed the door and entered. Unexpectedly, he caught the sight of the Emperor who just had his fit of anger. Jue Yu was unable to restrain his laughter, “What’s wrong?”
Jue Yu in the Palace was entirely without any honorable status nor an emblem. Yet, he still was able to come and go freely. In the Palace as if strolling in a flower garden. The Imperial Bodyguards were unable to block him, to the extent that they simply didn’t notice him.
The Emperor lifted his face, answered him irrelevantly: “I remembered, from long ago, your air kung-fu was the best among the brothers.”1
The young Monarch put down the official document in his hand. Slowly, he moved backward to lean on the Imperial Seat. It was windy on the outside. He was staring blankly at the leaves which waved in the wind through the window. Recalling the first time he met The Blind Concubine’s sight.At that time, the weather hadn’t been hot like today. The sun was still warm and gentle. The narrow stone path to the Cold Palace was covered by dark green weeds which grew all over along the path. Continuously growing. Extended until reaching The Blind Concubine’s little yard’s gate. A spell of wind brushed through. Blowing the fully bloomed flowers of different colors. He lifted his sleeve to cover his face at once. Through the limitless scattered in all direction flower petals, he saw a figure in that yard.Simple but neat clothing. Black hair. Among the scattered flower petals, slightly smiling.The Emperor closed his eyes. That very same scene on that day appeared vaguely before his eyes.There was a time when the sight of The Blind Concubine during that rainstorm appeared. In that bamboo forest. Covered with mud from head to toe. Cheeks were deathly pale. Motionless.He knew that The Blind Concubine had a warm temper, soft spoken and would smile when he met someone. But he also felt that the Blind Concubine was treating him coldly. His words weren’t truly from the bottom of his heart. Without any clear reason he would get angry at him.Asked him why, he wouldn’t say. Alone, he stared blankly with his big eyes. Not uttering even a word.It was as if nobody could get close to him.Yet, he loved Yu Li and Rui Ze so much.Seemingly he was only indifferent towards the Emperor himself.The Emperor knitted his brows into a frown. Suddenly, the entire stack of official documents which were on the table, with a rushed movement were swept away unto the floor.Jue Yue pushed the door and entered. Unexpectedly, he caught the sight of the Emperor who just had his fit of anger. Jue Yu was unable to restrain his laughter, “What’s wrong?”Jue Yu in the Palace was entirely without any honorable status nor an emblem. Yet, he still was able to come and go freely. In the Palace as if strolling in a flower garden. The Imperial Bodyguards were unable to block him, to the extent that they simply didn’t notice him.The Emperor lifted his face, answered him irrelevantly: “I remembered, from long ago, your air kung-fu was the best among the brothers.”1
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