Chapter 389: A Rare Peace

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Peaceful and stable?

Zhou Yi, upon hearing these words, suddenly remembered the time when he first entered the palace.

He had eaten three big bowls of white rice in one go, the sweet taste still fresh in his memory. But at some point, no matter what he ate, it had lost its flavor.

Every day was spent pondering over human nature, every night spent in contemplation and scheming.

His ears were always pricked for conspiracies and deceptions, and before he knew it, he had become a different person.

Forget about having a full stomach, even if tens of thousands of silver were laid before him, there would be no sense of satisfaction, only a craving for more!

Zhou Yi simply stopped standing upright and, imitating the old deer, lay down on the steps, looking up at the sky. It was a clear day with blue skies and white clouds, which suddenly made his heart feel more open.

"Old Deer, is there really nothing you want in this lifetime?"

"When I was young, I wanted everything."