In the night, a soft chuckle from Yu Wenye resounded.
Originally, he only thought Shang Ruyi was a bit fanciful, but who knew that just over half a month later, something "extraordinary" would indeed occur.
This day was Mid-Autumn in August.
Yu Wenquan once again hosted a banquet at the Kissing Tower, but this time it wasn't just Yu Wenye and Shang Ruyi, but also Crown Prince Yu Wenqian. Before the banquet began, he led them on a tour along the Thousand-step Corridor. The sky had just darkened, yet there was already a bright moon hanging in the sky, its clear light spreading for miles, the moonlit glow was bright and clean, carpeting the corridor like frost and snow. Under the corridor, the mountain and water pool glimmered; besides a trembling moon reflected therein, it was as if thousands of stars had shattered into that pool.
It was rare for Yu Wenquan to have the interest to admire the moon, and he sighed, "What a fine moon."
