C1 Part4

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Storm Rising | Pt. One: Muyun Sheng | 4

When he woke, he was surrounded by a crowd of worried girls and imperial concubines.

“Are you feeling well? What happened? Did you tire yourself out too much? Lan Yu’er’s terrified; she’s still crying. When we asked her what happened she wouldn’t say, she was too busy sobbing.” Muyun Sheng stood quietly, ignoring the startled gazes that encircled him, and walked from the hall.

Outside, the moon was already rising, and the night wind was blowing softly. His mind was a haze of blankness; what had he just seen? She was alive…alive in the picture. A girl so beautiful––why had she been deserted on the shorts of a frozen lake? And who was it that possessed such talent, that her spirit was echoed so beautifully onto the painting? In that moment, he’d clearly seen her expression change. She had so many things she wanted to tell.

This couldn’t possibly be an ordinary painting. He had studied art for years, and countless works had passed his gaze, but how had a treasure beyond value and beyond his knowledge come to be left in a place like that? Muyun Sheng wanted to go back and take another look, but when he arrived before the dilapidated pavilion, he found it had long since been cleared out by the Empress. All of the scrolls had been left in a heap outside the door, and then lit on fire. For a long while, Muyun Sheng stared, disoriented, into the flame.

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