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.
Not Your Goddamn Business
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the Palace, the Emperor once said that he wanted to use Yan Xiaoyi, dared to use Yan Xiaoyi. At that moment, Fan Xian wished desperately that he could extend a microphone forward to ask him, just how are you feeling? Just how is he feeling? When looking at one's heart, be careful it doesn't send one into paroxysms.
Up to now, Fan Xian only had a glimmer of affection for the Emperor. Logically speaking, he didn't have worry so much about the existence of Qing Kingdom and the life and death of the Emperor. For his and his family's future, he had to bend to the task and spare no effort. He had no choice in this.
The carriage drove out of the south gate. The four wheels each bumped over the hard threshold, jolting awake Fan Xian who had been in a daze. Lifting the carriage's curtain, he walked out. As he yawned, he looked toward the official road going south.