his horse. He had changed into his official robes as a prince instead of his red attire, with golden threads embroidered with auspicious clouds that shone brilliantly in the sun, making him look extre...void of light. Qí Lín casually sat on a stone and stared up at the sky, her mind drifting back to what Qioér had said and reflecting on her life in modern times.Whenever she was unhappy, she would go...