Nightfall.
Jing Yiren fell asleep and had a strange dream.
For a long time, Jing Yiren hadn't dreamed about the past.
Tonight, she suddenly dreamt of Little Prince Jin.
She dreamt of the time when she had just entered the palace and she and Little Prince Jin went to steal peaches together in the peach garden.
Within the imperial Qianzhong Palace - majestic, towering, yet also harboring places for sneaking joys.
In the vast orchard.
The peach trees were lush and tall, their green leaves hiding tender, tempting peaches.
It was summer now, hot and stuffy everywhere, except in this peach grove. It was cool, breezy, and comfortable.
Little Prince Jin was holding Jing Yiren's legs up high.
Jing Yiren was climbing the tree, her skirt gathered tight by Little Prince Jin, the sleeves of her gown draped down, revealing her fair hands stretching out, just a little short of reaching the peaches.
"Yiren, did you get one?"
"Just a bit higher, almost there."
"You're so heavy!"
