THEY MET ALMOST daily under the ethereal glow of the moon. Ren Ling and Su Hu found solace in the tranquility of the garden. Ren Ling often brought Baijiu and filled his cups, its aroma mingling with the fragrance of blossoming night jasmine. Each sip ignited a gentle warmth that spread through his bodies, easing the burdens of the world.
"Su Hu," Ren Ling sighed. There was no name in this world that ever sounded so sweet. Alas, all good things come to an end. His platoon had outstayed his welcome in the Snake Poison Sect and his father would soon be calling him to come back. The thought of leaving Su Hu made his stomach knot and his forehead break out into a sweat. He was engaged to be married soon, he really should leave and never look back, but the thought of abandoning Su Hu made his heart break. The Emperor visited every so often, leaving Su Hu to rot for months and years on end until he satiated his lust.
