Late spring, early summer.
The temperature was rising, and even wearing thin clothes in the evening breeze, there was no chill at all.
The bright moon hung in the sky, stars glittered, and the vast night was like a dark sea, full of deep loneliness, as if you could be pulled into it just by looking.
Jiang Yin stood on the stone platform in front of the main hall, staring at the waning moon, lost in thought.
She wore a crimson dress, painstakingly made by her junior sister over seven days using cold jade silk and feathers from a...
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