Night.
On the roof eaves of the Moon Fairy Pavilion.
Fairy Lijiang was dressed in nothing but a white inner layer covered by a thin, translucent gown, her waist cinched simply with a red silk ribbon. Her dark, waterfall-like hair cascaded loosely over her shoulders. A trace of melancholy rested upon her jade-like features, and her red lips were slightly pursed. Her eyes, gazing toward the cold moon, seemed filled with an otherworldly solitude.
"There is a beauty in the North, peerless and standing alone. One smile can topple a city, and another, a nation."
Chapter 589