The newly constructed Imperial Palace is magnificent and stunning, yet most of the halls remain empty, with no time to furnish them.
Only Haiqing Hall, where Jia Lan resides, stands out uniquely, with the waterway opened in advance.
Leaving from the back door of the sleeping quarter, if you walk down a serene path paved with cobblestones, you'll see a stream flowing into an outdoor bath, surrounded by layers of stacked stones, with white wildflowers dotting the lawn, swaying in the wind.
The pool bottom is scattered with crystal stones, jewels, coral, and shells, appearing and disappearing within the shimmering water.
More interestingly, some translucent tiny fish as thin as fingers swim freely between the turquoise waves.
Shen Tang took off her shoes and socks, sitting barefoot by the pool, her delicate white feet gently stirring the water.
The little fish, startled by her, scattered away, yet a few daring ones came close, circling around her ankles.
