Temples adorned with gold, a lotus tent warm enough to winter through the spring nights.
Spring nights are short and the day rises high; henceforth the emperor rises late for morning court
…
From the day of his marriage, three months had swiftly passed.
In the early morning, a thin mist began to form,
Xinglong City gradually awakened from its silence—the city gates opened and the streets began to fill with people, soon bustling with traffic.
At that moment, a short, chubby, middle-aged man with dark complexion emerged from the second floor of the Bright Tower in the center of Xinglong City.
He cast out a flying sword and, controlling it, soared out as a sword rainbow, speeding toward the south of the city.
Before long, the sword rainbow circled halfway and swiftly descended in front of a large, deep residence.
"Elder, may you always be safe."
