The night arrived quickly, and Emperor Yongan, along with Yao Xian, rode off in a phoenix-shaped carriage to stroll around the night market. Yang Wenxiao sat alone in Da'an Palace, a lantern made by Yang Hao and Yang Zheng – father and son – placed beside him. He silently flipped through the stack of manuscripts handwritten by Tong Sanlang.
This story was not solely about his romance with Liuli, but also entangled with brotherly affection, the greater good of the nation, and many lively and interesting characters that made it worth reading over and over again.
Manor.
Upon receiving Yang Wenxiao's reply, Tong Sanlang felt a bit nervous. If his casual creation involving the then Supreme Emperor angered Yang Wenxiao in any way, he would be in for suffering.
But when he unfolded the letter and saw its content clearly, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
