An Le was too tired and weak. After just a few words, she closed her eyes in exhaustion.
As soon as her eyelids closed, she fell into a deep sleep.
The Emperor carefully tucked his daughter in and stared at her sleeping face for a moment before getting up and going out.
The Emperor went to the east side hall, while Shangqing Spiritual Master was invited to sit in the west side hall.
Eunuch Zhao Rang had been accompanying the Emperor like a shadow.
The Emperor sat quietly alone in the east side hall for a long time…
There was a long silence in the hall.
Time passed quietly. The sky outside gradually darkened, and even the hall became much darker, casting a faint shadow on the Emperor's bright yellow dragon robe.
The Emperor sat frozen in a daze, his old and thin side profile difficult to hide.
He thought of how tiny An Le was as a baby…
He recalled the appearance of An Le hobbling…
