The deep night curtain fell quickly, but the main tent of the Beidi Royal Court remained brightly lit.
Tallow candles crackled on bronze lampstands, illuminating the interior as bright as day. I sat in the seat of honor as a guest, watching this bizarre feast—Sa Qinie had unexpectedly released both Mùróng Zhuó and Yún Huī.
Mùróng Zhuó sat on my left, dressed in a plain robe with a white silk blindfold over his eyes. Despite his blindness, he maintained the unique, elegant demeanor of a noble family's scion. His slender fingers gently stroked the rim of his wine cup, seemingly sensing his surroundings through touch.
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