Chapter 353
In the dark night, stars adorned the sky. On the high terrace, two old men stood, their clothes soaked by the cold dew. They seemed indecisive, still gazing at the starry sky overhead.
Chang'an, Observatory.
The Ziwei star shone brightly in the north, the brightest among thousands of stars. In the hearts of the people on earth, this symbolizes the Emperor.
"Cough cough cough"
With the cough of an old man in black robes, the radiance of the Ziwei star seemed to dim slightly.
An old monk dressed in a robe said, "Your Majesty, the night is cold and dew is heavy. Please take care of your health."
The black-robed old man waved his hand as if trying to say something, but a sudden coughing fit stopped his words, making the radiance of the sky's Ziwei star seem even dimmer.
"You… What did you glean?" asked the black-robed old man.
The monk gave a sigh and softly chanted a Buddhist mantra.
"This humble monk dares not to say."
"Speak!"
"Your Majesty, please look!"
