Abe Seimei sat in the narrow corridor, leaning against a pillar. The bent left knee is placed horizontally on the floor; the right knee supports the right elbow, and the right hand supports the right cheek. The head is tilted slightly; the inclination angle of the neck and cheeks exudes an indescribable seductive charm. The slender left finger holds the jade cup, and occasionally sends the wine in the jade cup to his lips. Seimei's pink lips were always smiling, before, during, or even after a sip. Yuan Boya sat in front of Qingming, also drinking. On the slender lamp candle tray on the pillar, a lamp is lit.The red flame as thick as the child's little finger swayed from side to side as if breathing.

It is night now.The season has just entered the rainy season. The rain that fell at noon seemed to have stopped.Now there are only particles of water like raindrops and mist, swaying in the weather without floating or sinking. The moon seemed to be hiding somewhere in the dark sky, emitting a faint blue light.It was like the night air embracing the faintly glowing green ink in its arms. Next to Qingming and Boya, there is a night view of the courtyard. This courtyard is like cutting out part of the mountain or wilderness intact and transplanting it here.Some places are covered with tall and dense weeds; while in other places, lilies with pink and white petals can be seen.

The night air was as cool as water, but not so chilly. The white hunting clothes on Seimei's body were aggravated by the moisture in the night air. "Qingming, that's how things are." Boya put down her glass and said with a sigh. "Can't you think of a way?" "Boya, if you can't do it, you can't do it." "But, this is the emperor's edict." "Whether it's an edict or not, if you can't do it, you can't do it." "Well." "That's how things work." "Well." "It's the same as the emperor's decree not to let the sun rise tomorrow, but the sun will still rise. It's not that I don't want to do it, but I can't do it."

"I know." "I mean, I can't make people live forever. Even if she is as young as Bai Bhikkhuni, one day, she will not be able to escape the fate of death. This is the principle of heaven and earth..." "However, the emperor has issued an edict to hold the Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice. Qingming, to be honest, I am also very embarrassed..." "The King's Sacrifice of Taishan Mansion is not something that anyone can hold casually." "The emperor didn't order anyone else. Qingming, the emperor appointed you to host the event." Boya said.

"Speaking of which, why did that man say the name Taishan Mansion Lord? Is there someone out there with a plan?" "It seems that someone did come up with an idea." "Who?" "I heard it's Master Daomo." "Michiman Ashiya?" "It is said that it was this frightening man who had performed the soul-returning technique who suggested to the emperor, 'Go to Qingming and ask Lord Taishan to take back this monk's life'."