This was one of Li Bai's famous poems. It described an unparalleled beauty set off by brilliant red peonies, with the beauty and famous flowers forever bringing smiles to the emperor's face. Her moving beauty was like a spring breeze that could dispel endless heartache; north of Chenxiang Pavilion, the emperor and his noble consort leaned together against the railing.
"If you'd like to try some, Madam, I'll have someone collect these dewdrops tomorrow and bring them to you. I won't pretend to be so refined. When it comes to whether a dish tastes good, I can say a thing or two, but as for tea, I truly don't know anything about it," Zi Qing said with a smile.
This was what it meant to prove your strength: a heavyweight and a lightweight putting on a show together, delivering a visual impact to the audience.
On the nearly thousand-square-meter lawn behind the huge iron gate, the grasshoppers and other insects that had once hopped about lively were now at least half gone. Aside from the change of season, it was probably also because so many people had once trampled through the place, destroying its natural beauty.
Zhu Dan made a round in front of the three tall towers, looking them over carefully, but found nothing else. In the end, Zhu Dan returned to the lake of Water of Immortality. Although Zhu Dan wanted to pick the Longevity Medicine, the Rainbow Clouds shimmered brilliantly, and Zhu Dan didn't dare act rashly. The power of time's passage was simply too great.
The two of them headed toward the capital together. This time, they weren't racing along in a frenzy; they were just traveling at a normal pace.
"Peter, what kind of Phantom Beast do you like?" I decided to break the suffocating