A Chance Encounter

A number of small buildings were spread over a vast area on a mountain-peak. They seemed to be arranged in an irregular pattern, but gave a very picturesque effect. And, a gigantic three-layered purple palace stood in the middle of the arrangement.

These buildings were connected with the purple palace via flying bridges. They constituted a picture of a terrestrial road; it had an implicit charm.

A lady sat cross-legged on a white futon in the hall of the three-layered purple palace. She had a plentiful figure, and was attired in a light-green royal robe. Her eyes were closed; they seemed to be smeared with a gentle radiance – like water.

Another girl sat cross-legged on a similar futon opposite to her. She was clad in a bright-green and magnificent-looking robe.

It was none other than Zhong Xiu.

There was a serene look on her face. However, a hint of melancholy could be seen in the depths of her eyes.