Bai Yuyue was walking alone on the streets of Shangjing.
Mid-Autumn Festival, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.
The sweet smell of mooncakes floats in the air.
Not liking the noisy avenues, Bai Yuyue walked quietly along the Tianhe River alone.
The full moon in the sky is also full of belly, quietly casting a clear light.
It's so quiet, the dense trees cut off the noise of the city.
Nothing could be heard except the sound of wind and water.
A fish jumped out of the water, making a splashing sound.
Wherever the breeze passes, the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms fall from the osmanthus trees.
Really, I haven’t breathed fresh air in a long time!
Years of depression, trembling, and careful living have almost wiped out her own personality.
In the past, there was such a stream outside Fengque Palace.
Water is diverted from the mountains, around the bamboo forest, and then flows into the distance.
The water is very clear, with fine white sand under the pebbles, green aquatic plants, and fish and shrimps playing in the aquatic plants.
Really, I miss Yin Guo, Tianjing, and my days and nights in Fengque Palace...
Looking to the south, tall trees and houses blocked all her sight.
Farther away, there is a dense dark night.
She can't see anything.
Keep walking forward and there is a small stone bridge.
It is incomparable to the liveliness of the overpass, but there are still people passing by.
Walk a few steps quickly and board the bridge.
She leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, silently.
And her indifferent shadow fell in the eyes of a person not far away.
At the highest point of the center point of the arch bridge, the bright moon was just embedded in the night sky where her face was facing, bathing her in the gentle moonlight.
Facing the night breeze sent by the Tianhe River, I wore a long gown that was fluttering in the wind. It was indescribably elegant. I looked down at the clear stream and felt calm and composed.
Even in the heart of this prosperous city, her "arrival" transformed everything into a magical scene of empty mountains and spiritual rain, as real as an illusion.
Mu Yuntian felt his throat tighten and his heart beating crazily.