The evenings in Jinling are always pretty, as the sun slowly melts in the distant sky. Ling Feng comes out in garden full of wisteria flowers. His bare skin glowing with the tint of the setting sun, and his long hair lay open on his pale back. His milky white face slowly gets stiff as he reads a letter Is this my destiny? being played like a puppet ? he gets ready to go to the palace as Young Princess's music tutor
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