I only remember that this place was never open to the public, no matter how well the maple forest grew, or whether the exquisite palaces were inlaid with gold and jade, they were not for just anyone to see.
He had dreamt again and again of the imperial city.
When he entered, Leh Ying genuinely felt cramped, clutching his muscular and sturdy back tightly, her hands aching from the pressure, "Can we go home..."
He refused, his solid arms tightening around her, enjoying the wonderful melody of the ringing bells.
....
Winter came in the blink of an eye.
Xu Jingxi received a call from Huang Zhengwei, "Mr. Xu, ready for a business trip to Deep City, the private jet is prepared, waiting for your notice to take off."
It rained heavily in Deep City, and being annoyed, he couldn't be bothered to go, so he set the matter aside, doing as he pleased, imperious like an emperor.
