Joy of Life
A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Brushing Hair
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
No more, no less, just one tear. Fan Xian watched this and couldn't resist shaking his head, but he couldn't say anything. He felt around beside him for a while and found a ribbon from among the clothes. Moving to the little Emperor's side, he gently dabbed at it.
The little Emperor recovered her calm at an astonishing speed. Her naked shoulders slid easily into the plain white robes. Her black hair laid against her shoulders. Her expression was calm. There was no more charm. Matched with her indifferent eyes, she gave off a sense of age unique to Shangjing.
She looked calmly at Fan Xian until he felt uncomfortable. She then warmly said, "Help me brush my hair."
After saying these words, she turned and presented her smooth neck, thin back, and black hair to Fan Xian's eyes. Finding a Cang Mountain wooden comb from somewhere, she handed it to Fan Xian.