However, the starry sky in the Capital was not as beautiful as this place. Over here, the stars shone so brightly, it was as if one could pluck it straight out of the sky.
Thinking of his lover who was thousands of miles away, Ming Zhiyan's heart softened. He wondered if the girl was looking at the same sky now.
He caressed the jade in his arms. The jade had become round and firm. It was obvious that he often played with it.
Behind a big tree not far away, a few Deputy Generals were standing there pushing and shoving each other. They stuck their heads out to look at Ming Zhiyan's figure and asked with a gossipy expression, "Hey, what do you think the General is thinking about?"
Deputy General Zhong glanced at him and said disdainfully, "Is there a need to say? He must be thinking about Princess Ding'an again."
