There used to be a beautiful lotus pond outside Dali Temple. However, in the past few days, there have been frequent autumn rains and sudden cold weather. Most of the lotus flowers in the pond have withered. The sky is dark and the clouds are stacked, making it even more desolate.
Logan Lu had just returned to Kyoto and had not had time to return home. At this time, he was wearing a plain robe, his hair was tied up high with a wooden hairpin, and his face was thinner. He seemed to be a few years younger. His sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, He is handsome, but his face is calm and a bit gloomy.
The official leading the way whispered: "Your Majesty, Mr. Bai's crime is not trivial, but because it has not been finalized, he will not suffer much in prison. You can rest assured."
He smiled bitterly and said: "It's just...there are too many people here to visit, and I am in a dilemma. Please, Your Majesty, please keep your story short, otherwise something will go wrong..."
Logan Lu was impatient to listen to his chatter, but on the surface he was still gentle and said kindly: "I know, sir."
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