Farewell to the Imperial Court
Chapter 1. Tian Chuang
[Warning: mild gore.]
Plum blossoms flourished in the courtyard, falling everywhere on the ground, on the snow that was yet to melt, blending together at first glance. The petals were blown around the yard leisurely by the wind.
Dusk fell like a curtain, and on the eaves the moon was as cold as water.
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