"How strange. It cleared up for half a day, then started raining again."
A fine drizzle fell without end, and the maidservants stood beneath the eaves to shelter from the rain.
Upon the ridges of the golden glazed-tile roofs, exquisitely crafted decorative beasts crouched silently, watching the imperial city through the misty rain. The rain washed away irritability and brought peace.
In a secluded, quiet room, the young woman felt warm and comfortable, almost unable to believe it.
The child whom the Imperial Physician had declared impossible to save was safe and sound, and her fall injuries had healed as well.
It was a strange feeling. Ever since entering this deeply secluded palace, she had walked on thin ice every day and long since forgotten what peace felt like.
She had fallen for no reason, then tumbled down the stairs. While she had been in such pain that she wished she were dead, those people had laughed. At the time, she had only wanted to leave the palace and go home. Learning that the fetus could not be saved had driven her into utter despair; a fate of two lives lost in one corpse had seemed unavoidable. Yet somehow, miraculously, both were safe.
She only remembered a soft white light shining over her, warm and comforting, suffusing her with warmth and giving her an especially strong sense of security.
Everything was filled with hope.
Lightning flashed again, brightening the window paper.
What the woman did not know was that the dark clouds overhead held something miraculous, like an enormous dragon's head gazing down upon the imperial city...
If an expert like Master Yuan were present, a single glance would reveal that something was amiss.
A Dragon-shaped Aura coiled and roamed through the sky, incomparably majestic. The imperial family had always