The two walked in the moonlit garden, the bright moon in the sky, casually chatting about the world back then and Jiangnan in their youth, Li Zhaowen having his hands behind his back, fingers slightly hooked, holding a wine jar, suddenly laughed:
"The scenery tonight is just right, Your Majesty, do you still remember back in Jiangzhou City, we also ran under such moonlight, it was then I learned you were Li Guanyi."
"In the blink of an eye, more than a decade has passed."
"Life truly is like a fleeting horse glimpsed, swift indeed."
Li Zhaowen extended her left hand, her fair palm gently pulsating in the night, as if it was rippling like the moonlit lake, her face's profile also carrying a touch of solitude, a sense of restraint; she gazed at Li Guanyi, then at the Xiyi City lights in the night, finally said:
"Your Majesty, it's getting late, should go..."
The bright moon in the sky, no one around.
Changsun Wuchou crouched outside the Duke Mansion, face wrinkled in worry.
