After waiting for more than an hour, the sound of slightly hurried footsteps finally came from not far away, followed by a palace maid reporting that Lady Yu had finally returned to Zhaode Hall.
In front of Zhaode Hall, a gentle woman stood quietly, looking at the plaque inscribed with gilded characters hanging before the hall. She thought to herself that she, Yuling, would likely spend her coming years withering away in this desolate place. For a moment, a complex and slightly poignant emotion welled up in her heart.
She stood facing the wind for a moment. The woman's crystal-clear, watery eyes seemed to speak, carrying three parts insight, three parts grievance and bewilderment, and four parts understated detachment, composure, refinement, and acceptance.
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