Outside the window, the rain dripped down, and the study was silent.
Liang Qu faced Yu Dayi across the desk, the candlelight flickering on both sides.
Lu Xinqing tucked himself in the middle, trying his best to curl up and lower his breathing to reduce his presence.
Yu Dayi furrowed his brow tightly, twisted into the shape of the character "几," unable to organize his thoughts to rebut for the time being.
Liang Qu guessed that the other party couldn't organize his thoughts for the moment because the entire story was very smooth, belonging to the type that reduces macro phenomena to individual experiences.
Is it accurate?
Generally accurate, but specifics were overlooked, as well as the differences that exist between people.
Given the current productive forces of Dashun, no matter how diligently a Prefect strives, it is impossible to create a perfect "Peach Blossom Spring" where everyone is safe and sound.
