After all, in the six months of the West Lake, the scenery was not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves were boundless green, and the lotus flowers reflected in the sun were a different shade of red.
The Southern Dynasty.
It was a particularly hot summer day, and Jiangnan was approaching the lotus picking season. Amidst the annoying chirping of cicadas, Zhou Pei woke up from her sleep. There were still some vague traces of the nightmare in her mind. The conflict of thousands of people converged into an indescribable tide of anger in the darkness. The smell of blood, drifted from a very far place.
How much time had passed since that nightmarish battle?
The Lady Zhenren's search of the mountains and seas, the wanton slaughter in Jiangnan.
She and her father drifted on the sea for half a year, leaving her brother to run and struggle in this part of Jiangnan for half a year.
Time, in her memory, had passed a long time. However, if she thought about it carefully, it seemed to be the past that was right in front of her eyes.
Her personal servant girl Yi Ren came in with an iced sour plum soup. She sobered up a little, dispelling the haze in her mind. Not long after, she changed her clothes and walked out of the room. In the corridor, the eaves of the princess's mansion shed a cool shade. In front of her was a walkway, trees, and a large lotus pond. The ripples of the pond glowed in the sunlight.
The weather was too hot. There was no one on the walkway or pavilion above the pond. Only the occasional guard on duty could be seen under the eaves. Amidst the chirping of cicadas, she could faintly hear the sound of quarreling coming from the courtyard next door.
Zhou Pei furrowed her brows as she walked over. As the long corridor stretched out, the voice became increasingly clear. It was also this clear voice that caused Zhou Pei's mood to sink.
The courtyard she lived in faced the large pond, and was the most spacious. More than ten rooms were lined up by the water, facing the water or the gardens and pavilions on the water. It was the core of the princess's mansion. Zhou Pei lived here and handled all kinds of things every day. The courtyard next to it was slightly smaller, and there was a large locust tree in the courtyard, casting a cool shade under the scorching sun. When Zhou Pei went over, she saw two men who seemed to be in a confrontation — in fact, it was just one of them looking for trouble — Qu Zonghui, the Prince's son-in-law, had been scolding Cheng Zhouhai for a while, and seeing that Cheng Zhouhai was still ignoring him, he rushed over and pushed him.
"… What, you don't want to talk to me? Do you think you're that great just because you're a gigolo? Why don't you take a look at your age? You can already be her father … "
Facing Qu Zonghui, Cheng Zhouhai lowered his head and did not say a word. When the Prince Consort rushed over and pushed him with both hands, he took two steps back, causing Qu Zonghui to be pushed into the air. After taking two steps forward, he almost fell. This caused Qu Zonghui to feel even more embarrassed and annoyed. "How dare you hide …."
"Enough!"
Zhou Pei's almond-shaped eyes were filled with anger as she appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. The Eldest Princess, who was dressed in palace attire, had a dignified air about her. The moment she appeared, the entire courtyard quieted down. She looked at the man in the yard who was nominally her husband, and there was an unconcealable disappointment in her eyes — but it was not the first time. After suppressing herself for two breaths, she tilted her head and said, "My lord's son-in-law is too rude. Take him away. "
She said this to her personal maidservant Gong Yiren next to her. Gong Yiren saluted and accepted the order. Then she whispered to the two guards next to her to come forward and apologize in a low voice when approaching Qu Zonghui. The guards walked over. Qu Zonghui raised his head and waved his hand at Zhou Pei, not letting the guards approach.
"I'll go!"
After saying these words proudly, he glanced at Cheng Zhouhai again and turned to leave the courtyard.
Qu Zonghui was tall, tall, and his clothes were fluttering, and his gait was upright. He was indeed a man that many women admired. Over the years, he had indeed captured the hearts of many women in the city of Lin 'an by relying on his good looks. And every time he left in front of Zhou Pei, he indeed maintained this kind of demeanor. Perhaps he hoped that after seeing his pride, Zhou Pei would change her mind a little.
However, he never knew that the woman in front of him had never had much longing for this side of a man. Perhaps she had seen too many things at a young age, or perhaps she had been responsible for all kinds of too complicated situations in these years. Every time Qu Zonghui tried to save his feelings, it often lasted for several days or half a month. Then he left angrily when Zhou Pei did not respond, and began to throw himself into the arms of other women with the reason of "abandoning himself to despair".
For Zhou Pei at this time, that kind of effort was too much like a child's game. Qu Zonghui didn't understand that his "hard work" was really too arrogant and ridiculing the hard work of the people in the world. Everything in the Princess's Mansion was related to the livelihood of hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of people. If there was room for the word "give up", then this world was really too good.
One who had seen the sea could not be water. This year, Zhou Pei was twenty-five years old. She had become an adult in the time that she did not realize.
"The Prince's son-in-law has wronged you."
"No matter, the Prince's son-in-law … is also because he loves the Princess, so he has some unnecessary jealousy."
"Oh." Zhou Pei nodded and smiled warmly. "Sir, please follow me."
"Okay."
Under the dazzling sunlight and the sound of cicadas, the two of them, one in front and one behind, went to the study in the large courtyard. This was the usual private interaction for many days. In the eyes of outsiders, it was inevitable that there was some ambiguity. However, Zhou Pei never defended herself, and Cheng Zhouhai's position as one of the top advisors in the Princess' Mansion had never been changed.
After inheriting the mantle of Princess Cheng's Residence, the Eldest Princess's Residence had become an even more powerful entity in the Jiangnan area after a few years in the Southern Dynasty. After the search of the mountains and seas by the Female Zhenren, the Wu dynasty essentially lost the entire Central Plains. In the face of the chaos, the officials learned from the painful experience and cleaned up the situation. In this chaos, Zhou Pei and the others reorganized the power of the Princess' Mansion and started again with the mentality that they had reached a dead end.
In the past few years, with the help of Cheng Zhouhai and the others, Zhou Pei worked hard and carefully learned the methods that Ning Yi used to develop Takeshi and revitalize various industries. In this gloomy time, the Central Plains fell into enemy hands. A large number of Han people who had lost their homes came from the north. Society was in chaos and the people's livelihood was destitute. Many people did not have clothes to cover their bodies or food to fill their stomachs. In order to solve these problems, the Princess' Mansion, with the power of the imperial court in the dark, began to develop commercial workshops on a large scale in an attempt to give these people jobs. After the initial great chaos and embarrassment, when people woke up, they suddenly discovered that the Princess' Mansion's financial resources and influence had expanded at all levels of society.
The gap between the rich and the poor in society was widening, but the revitalization of commerce still gave a large number of people a chance to survive. After a year or two of chaos, the whole of Jiangnan unexpectedly became unprecedentedly prosperous. This was a situation that no one could understand. The people in the Princess' Mansion and the imperial court could only attribute it to the sincere cooperation of all sides and courage after knowing shame, and to their own unremitting efforts.
For some people in the circle, the development of various industries in the Princess' Mansion's system even faintly surpassed that of the Takeshi system, which could not be mentioned at the beginning. They finally completely learned some of the rebel's abilities, and even surpassed them. After such a huge chaos, they finally saw hope again.
Sure enough, without that enormous disaster, the people who lived in a prosperous area would not have awakened. This was because the Lady Zhenren's three trips south had awakened the people of the Wu dynasty. As long as this continued, the Wu dynasty would rise sooner or later.
This was a saying that gradually became popular in many poetry and literary gatherings. On the surface, the great shame of Emperor Jingping had not disappeared, but the voices of people wanting to wash away the shame were also gradually rising. This was perhaps a sign that society was gradually beginning to stabilize. Of course, the entire process might still continue for a very, very long time, but to be able to achieve such results, everyone felt more or less proud in their hearts.
The Princess' Mansion did not mention this, but through the exchange of data and reports of people being able to avoid starvation in various places, Zhou Pei, Cheng Zhouhai, and the others could more or less feel a certain sense of security in their hearts.
"… In Quanzhou, those eight farms can't be harvested. However, I've already discussed it with Officer Mu. After harvesting this time, the price cannot exceed the average market price. He's afraid that we'll forcefully take over the farms, so he probably won't dare to play any tricks. This time, Pu Qing's cotton mill has two hundred people. I reckon it won't be able to use them all, so it'll be a bit troublesome. However, Mill Owner Ren told me that he has some new ideas … No matter what, I think it's fine as long as the people have something to eat first. In Yangzhou, there's already not enough food for disaster relief. We have some arrangements … "
In a calm tone, Cheng Zhouhai, as the chief steward, explained these matters to Zhou Pei. From time to time, Zhou Pei would also open her mouth to ask a few questions. During this process, Cheng Zhouhai looked at the woman behind the desk and occasionally sighed a little in his heart. He was an extremely male chauvinist person — or perhaps it wasn't just male chauvinism — his utilitarian and pragmatic side caused him to not trust anyone unconditionally. In the past, only a few people had been able to win his efforts.
The woman in front of him wasn't an extremely talented person. When he first met her, she was still an insensible little girl. After Elder Qin passed away, Ning Yi rebelled, and the world fell into enemy hands. Following Zhou Pei was only a temporary expedient for Cheng Zhouhai. The more naive she was, the easier it was to fool and manipulate her. However, all these years, the woman's hard work and trembling with fear and trepidation were all seen by Cheng Zhouhai. She spent many nights comparing and dealing with matters in various places without sleeping or resting. She patiently asked and learned. When she went to other places to provide disaster relief, she rushed to the frontline to deal with and pacify a large number of victims. When faced with the local forces' attempts to force her to abdicate and resist, she also painstakingly learned all kinds of methods to deal with and divide people. In extremely difficult circumstances, she even personally pulled out a sword and killed someone. She forcefully suppressed the conflict, and after waiting for things to calm down, she continuously went to appease the various parties.
Many of these methods were suggested and taught by Cheng Zhouhai. Now, Cheng Zhouhai didn't necessarily admire the woman in front of him, but more or less, he could see her as a companion who stood side by side with him. It was also because of this that when he saw the "Princess Royal" gradually become calm and composed in countless troubles, he also felt pity and sympathy for her.
As a person, especially as a woman, she was never happy. All these years, the pressure on her was the responsibility of the royal family. Under the premise that she had an unreliable father, she was responsible for the people in the world. This shouldn't be the responsibility of a woman, because if she was a man, she might get a sense of satisfaction from making contributions. However, there was only deep weight and shackles on the child in front of him.
Sometimes, Cheng Zhouhai even felt that if she gave up being serious and accepted Qu Zonghui as the son-in-law, she might get some happiness. This son-in-law wasn't necessarily bad in nature. He was just young, arrogant, and weak. Every time he approached her with longing in his heart, after ten days or half a month, he felt neglected and went to find other women. In fact, if Zhou Pei gave him a good face, he might not do such a thing in his life.
After all, the current Princess Royal, as a woman, was also extremely beautiful and elegant. The great power and long-term solitude also gave her a mysterious and unattainable luster, and after experiencing many things, she also had a quiet self-restraint and temperament. It was no wonder that a shallow man like Qu Zonghui would run back again and again after being angered again and again.
Every time he inadvertently thought of such things, every time, in the depths of his heart, there would be a more secret sigh. This sigh was something that even he didn't want to think about — it was something that could not be imagined. In some aspects, he might know better than anyone else what was in the depths of the Princess Royal's heart. It was a dark secret that he inadvertently saw many years ago. Many years ago in the courtyard of Bianliang, Zhou Pei bowed deeply to that man … such a thing was really terrible.
He buried these thoughts.
"… In addition, yesterday afternoon, I saw De Xin. He has been traveling for two years, and he is quite different now …"
After talking about business, when they were chatting, Cheng Zhouhai mentioned the reunion with a friend yesterday. Zhou Pei raised her eyes, "Li Pin, Li Dexin? In recent years, I often heard people talking about his talent. He traveled all over the world, was it to raise his reputation? "
"It's not the same. When he mentioned it to me, he still had doubts in his heart." Cheng Zhouhai looked at Zhou Pei and smiled again, "I mentioned to him about becoming an official, or simply coming to the Princess Royal's Mansion to help, but he refused. However, yesterday, he mentioned some concerns to me, and I think they are quite reasonable. In the past two years, our various shops have been developing very fast, but this is because of the refugees from the north constantly moving south. We have to deal with them when they come, and there may be problems in the future … "
"I would be surprised if there are no problems one day …" Zhou Pei clasped her hands and leaned against the side of her face. She looked at the stack of Xuan paper documents on the table beside her and sighed deeply.
Cheng Zhouhai smiled. In fact, the things he talked about with Li Pin yesterday were quite deep, and many of them were discussions about the root of Confucianism. And Zhou Pei had been chasing after the back of a certain man for the past few years, so she gradually became pragmatic. If Cheng Zhouhai wanted to completely repeat the things they talked about, Zhou Pei was afraid that it would only be a waste of time and boring. He tried to briefly explain Li Pin's current situation. Zhou Pei sighed and no longer paid attention to it.
The conversation between the two ended here. Before leaving, Cheng Zhouhai said, "I heard that the Crown Prince will come today." Zhou Pei nodded, "Yes, he said he will arrive in the afternoon. Sir, do you want to see him? "
"Not really." Cheng Zhouhai shook his head and hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Crown Prince wants to do something, but there is a lot of resistance."
"He's obsessed with things, so he's not very determined about this matter."
Cheng Zhouhai smiled bitterly, "What I'm afraid of is that the Crown Prince is very determined …"
After saying this, Cheng Zhouhai said goodbye and left. Zhou Pei smiled slightly, but her smile was slightly bitter. After seeing Cheng Zhouhai off, she returned to deal with official business. Not long after, the Crown Prince, Jun Wu, also arrived. He passed through the Princess Residence and went straight in.
Compared to the illustrious status of the Crown Prince, the 23-year-old Jun Wu looked too simple. He was wearing a light blue plain robe and had a beard. His eyes were sharp but slightly absent-minded — this was because there were too many things on his mind and he was too focused on something. After greeting each other, he said, "Qu Zonghui came to make trouble today."
"You don't need to arrange people around him." Zhou Pei sighed and shook her head.
"If he makes trouble again, I will break his legs sooner or later."
"You used to be friends." Zhou Pei smiled and said after a while, "What I mean is that people should be used in the right place. He is insignificant and not worth it."
Since Qin Siyuan died and Ning Yi rebelled, the original foundation of the Right Prime Minister's Residence was broken. It was not until Prince Kang succeeded the throne that it was reunited, mainly under the leadership of Zhou Pei and Jun Wu. Among them, Cheng Zhouhai and Monk Jueming followed Zhou Pei to deal with business and political affairs. Wenren Bu 'er, Yue Fei, and Wang Shanyue relied on the Crown Prince, Jun Wu. From time to time, they would exchange information and help each other.
But in terms of temperament, the relatively casual Jun Wu was quite different from his strict and rigid sister. Although they loved each other deeply, they inevitably quarreled and had disagreements every time they met. The main reason was that Jun Wu was obsessed with things. Zhou Pei criticized him for not doing proper work, while Jun Wu thought that his sister was becoming more and more "concerned about the overall situation" and was becoming like those court officials. Therefore, in the past few years, they gradually met less and less.
Now that they met, the two of them subconsciously avoided the topic of quarreling and talked about some trivial family matters. After a while, Jun Wu brought up the matter of the north, "… Because of what happened in April, Wang Zhongqi accused Yue Fei of acting rashly. I tolerated it and fined him his salary. He was getting more and more insatiable. What was going on? If it wasn't for this, I wouldn't have come here. Father is like that … I really … "
When he talked about this, he was full of anger. When the Lady Zhenren was searching the mountains and seas, his father Zhou Yong only cared about running away. After the communication between the father and son, the army more or less respected his father. However, when the world became a little more stable, the Emperor always listened to what everyone had to say. No matter what Jun Wu went to talk to him, the Emperor always said, "You are my son" instead of "You are right", which really made him a little angry.
Hearing his anger, Zhou Pei was silent for a while and said, "You know what's going on."
"Yes, everyone knows what's going on … How can you show it off!?"
"We're not prepared enough. No one wants to summon the Lady Zhenren again."
"You think we can be prepared without fighting a war?"
"The royal court's intention … is to be more cautious and plan slowly …" Zhou Pei's words were also a little light.
Jun Wu hammered the coffee table next to him.
"Of course, since you're here, they'll give in …"
"The world is hopeless after all …" Jun Wu gritted his teeth.
Zhou Pei shook her head and said gently, "After all, it's not stable yet. These days, it looks prosperous on the outside, but the refugees keep coming south. We haven't been able to hold the situation. The situation is not stable, and it can't be solved with a few generous words. It's not that the officials in the Imperial Court don't want to go north, but since the situation is becoming more peaceful, they can only maintain the situation first … "
"The situation is becoming more peaceful … The people from the north all want to fight back. It's a good opportunity, but no one wants to seize it …"
"If the Lady Zhenren comes again, Jiangnan will collapse. Can Jun Wu, General Yue, and General Han give the Imperial Court the confidence to stop the Lady Zhenren once? We have to at least have a chance to stop them once. How? Let Father go to the sea again? "
"There's no such thing as a certainty in this world." Jun Wu looked at his sister in front of him, but after a while, he looked away. He knew that he shouldn't be looking at his sister. Zhou Pei was just explaining the reasons of others, and there were many more complicated reasons that could be said and could not be said. Both of them were well aware of it even if they didn't say anything.
In the afternoon, the sunlight in the courtyard was no longer as scorching as it was at noon. A cool breeze began to blow in the room. Her younger brother stood up and began to stand by the window to look at the beautiful lotus pond outside. The cicadas kept chirping. They chatted casually for a while, and Jun Wu suddenly said, "… I've received news from the northwest earlier."
"I don't want to hear it," Zhou Pei said immediately.
"They were beaten too badly." Jun Wu leaned against the window frame, looked out, and said in a low voice. After a while, he turned around and said, "I'll go to the palace later, and I might have dinner there."
Zhou Pei nodded. "There's a banquet at the Xu Mansion tonight. Madam Xu invited me again and again, so I agreed to go."
Jun Wu nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I'll go first."
"I'll see you off."
Her sister walked her brother to the gate, and before they parted, Zhou Pei said, "Since you're here, Father will agree to help you."
Jun Wu smiled. "Unfortunately, he won't agree to fight the north." There was a hint of sarcasm in his smile. "… He's afraid."
Zhou Pei didn't say anything. The search of the mountains and the sea a few years ago, and the destruction of the Lady Zhenren even further back, were deeply imprinted in everyone's mind. During this time, Yue Fei, Han Shizhong, Zhang Jun, Liu Guangshi, and some other generals had been training their troops, and they had also approached the chaotic area to the north of the Qinhuai River. They had fought several battles and recovered several counties, but every time there was a big victory, the Imperial Court would call for a halt. What was the core reason …
… He was afraid.
This … was something that couldn't be said in public.
Zhou Yong could be unprincipled and smooth things over, and he could help his son or daughter go against the grain on the surface. But at the bottom of his heart, he was afraid. When the Lady Zhenren went south for the third time, he had written to Jin Wushu twice to ask for peace. When Shu Liesu attacked Yangzhou, Zhou Yong couldn't wait for his son's arrival, so he set sail first. In the deepest part of his heart, he was not a strong emperor, and he didn't even have many opinions of his own.
After seeing her brother off, Zhou Pei walked all the way back to the study. The afternoon wind had begun to become gentle. She sat quietly at the table for a while, and reached out to open the drawer at the bottom of the desk. There were many pieces of paper with information recorded there. She flipped through them, and the information was all over the place, and had yet to be filed. There was one piece of information in the middle. She pulled it out, and when she was halfway through, she paused.
It was a piece of information that came from the northwest not long ago, and she had already read it once. She placed it here, unwilling to give it a special classification. At this moment, she even resisted looking at it again. It was not a strange piece of information. In the past few years, similar pieces of information had been coming frequently.
She sat there, lowered her head, and closed her eyes, trying her best to make all of this normal. Not long after, Zhou Pei sorted out her emotions, organized the information, and put it back in the drawer.
It was just an ordinary piece of information, and it was just an ordinary day. She didn't think of anything special … After that thought, she focused her attention on reality. She called for her maid, Yi Ren, and after dressing up a little, she boarded the carriage and left.
The convoy of carriages from the princess' residence drove through the streets of Hangzhou, which was now known as Lin 'an. They passed through the dense crowd and headed towards the residence of the Right Prime Minister, Xu Xu. Xu Xu's wife's maiden family was a wealthy family in Jiangnan. They had vast land, and there were many officials in the family, so they had a deep influence. After establishing a relationship with the Eldest Princess, Zhou Pei, and inviting Zhou Pei many times, she finally agreed to participate in the Xu residence's womenfolk gathering.
At the end of summer in the sixth year of Wu Jianshuo's reign, the land of Jiangnan, including Hangzhou, was showing an exuberant vitality. It even made people wonder if the fall of the Central Plains might be a good thing.
In the Xu residence, many officials, eunuchs, and womenfolk welcomed the Eldest Princess. As the sun set, the banquet began in the Fragrant Pavilion in the backyard of the Xu residence. For Zhou Pei, this was a very simple social occasion. She skillfully conversed with the women around her, and during the performance, she gracefully watched from a distance. Occasionally, she would open her mouth and lead the conversation at the banquet. Many of the women present looked at the princess in front of them, who was not even twenty-five years old. They wanted to get close to her, but they were all trembling with fear and awe.
The person in front of them was not the kind of royal woman who did not care about worldly affairs. She held half of the royal family in her hands. Most of the time, her methods were gentle, and she nominally did not involve herself in any political affairs. However, in the previous two to three years of famine and chaos, the Eldest Princess' residence's actions were also quite fierce examples.
A group of noblewomen who were used to scheming and scheming in the backyard of a wealthy family felt a natural weakness and longing in the face of such a woman. Although there were many people who secretly criticized the Eldest Princess for being too domineering in the family, and even forcing the son-in-law to abandon himself to despair and indulge in debauchery in Lin 'an, they were even more afraid of Zhou Pei when the other party had always ignored these rumors.
If a woman who did not even care about her family and reputation really got angry, was there anything she could not do?
Thus, the unspoken criticism stopped there.
During the banquet, the women talked about poetry, scholars, music, and then they also talked about the matter of the Double Seventh Festival after a month and whether they could invite the Eldest Princess. Zhou Pei appropriately participated in it. During the banquet, a weak official woman fainted because of heatstroke. Zhou Pei also went to have a look, and quickly asked people to help the woman to rest.
The sky had just darkened, and the banquet was halfway through. While the courtesans of the Xu manor were performing, Zhou Pei sat there, already beginning to leisurely let her mind wander. Inadvertently, she thought of the dream she had at noon.
How long had it been since that nightmarish war? In the summer of the third year of Jianshuo, the Female Immortal crossed the river in the yellow sky. Now it was the sixth year of Jianshuo. Time passed in her memory for a long time. However, when she thought about it carefully … it was only three years.
Three years … She looked at the scene of singing and dancing, and almost felt as if it was a lifetime ago.
A servant came from outside. When the maid Gong Yiren saw it, she walked over silently, talked to the servant, and then came back with something. Zhou Pei saw it. On the side, Mrs. Xu talked to her with a smile, and Zhou Pei responded with a smile. Gong Yiren quietly handed over a note. Zhou Pei glanced at it as she spoke.
Her smile faded silently, and gradually became expressionless.
It was an indescribable emptiness on the Eldest Princess's face. Everyone was listening to her — even if it was not meaningful — but the voice stopped abruptly. They saw that Zhou Pei, who was sitting in the center of the flower pavilion, slowly stood up. She looked at the note in her left hand without any expression on her face, and pressed her right hand lightly on the table.
No one dared to speak. That empty expression could also be cold or terrifying. The Eldest Princess in front of them had commanded people to kill, and even killed people with her own hands — there was no aura to speak of on her body, but it was the first time that she felt cold, repulsive, and unfriendly. It was as if she was unscrupulously showing all the negative feelings — if that note contained some information against the Xu Family, and if she suddenly wanted to attack the Xu Family, then it might not be surprising.
"Princess …" Gong Yiren tried to help her, but Zhou Pei's left hand waved lightly. She heard her say, "It's fake."
Mrs. Xu also came over, and was about to ask, but what greeted her was a short and fierce sentence from Zhou Pei, "Go away!" This sentence seemed to have exhausted all of her strength. Mrs. Xu was shocked, and stopped walking with a pale face.
In front, the body swayed, but she herself did not feel it. Her eyes were wide open, and tears had already gushed out, flowing all over her face. She took a step back, and glanced at the front. Her left hand clenched the note tightly, "It's fake …" This voice did not come out very well, because there was blood flowing out of her mouth. She fell down on the seat behind her.
Three years …
Her gaze passed through the top of the Fragrant Pavilion. In the sky, the darkness was swallowing the last wisp of sunset glow. The clouds were orange-grey, and slowly floated by. Three years … The black thing fell down, and the information that was suppressed in the depths of her heart was surging out. Swords, spears, swords, halberds, ten thousand enemies, armored horses, and ice rivers, the surging cries and spreading blood, bones filling the city, and the sea of fire filling the sky. That giant, with a strong and unyielding posture, grasped the tempered sky and earth … Like a volcanic eruption, it surged towards her with an earth-shattering force.
Jiangnan, an ordinary but hot day, clouds leisurely rosy.
Zhou Pei sat on the chair …
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