"My son understands."
The young servant bowed to accept the order, and if godfather said the young master had contracted a terrible illness, he was certain to die.
After the funeral.
Zhou Yi sent everyone away and stood alone in front of Old Deer's grave.
"Our family has always listened to you boast about your favors with this person and saving that one's life. Yet, in death, I see none here to send you off. Those who seek a living within the palace, one day they're alive, the next they're dead—where is there talk of grace and gratitude..."
Death is like a lamp extinguished, all past grudges and grievances dissipate like smoke.
It suddenly occurred to Zhou Yi, the long conversations he had with Old Deer in the Cold Palace, whether critiquing the ancients or discussing the National Dynasty.
