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Grave of infatuations: The odyssey of an autumn rose

"In the Tapestry of Heavens and Earth, a Song of Fate Begins... In a realm of gods and mortals, fate weaves a tale defying even the heavens. Tan Ju, a celestial ruler, faces uncertainty when a prophetic dream hints at his downfall by a boy born in a fateful year. Against the odds, a child emerges, destined to challenge Tan Ju. Raised by gods, Jiang Xicheng's path crosses with an enigmatic woman, and love ignites. But injustice imprisons him, while Wei's siblings rise into the realm of the dead. Lineages shift, secrets emerge, and a celestial mission awaits Jiang Xicheng after captivity. With Wei's siblings, he seeks scattered Dragon Chess Set pieces, harbouring unimaginable power. As fate converges, a symphony of destiny unfolds, testing bonds and reshaping intertwined fates. ------------------------ "I long to cherish you eternally, to remain by your side through endless ages. Even when mountains crumble and rivers cease to flow, when winter roars with thunder and summer yields to snow, and even if heaven and earth themselves unite as one... not until those unfathomable moments transpire, will I ever find the strength to bid you farewell."

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Scene in dream (2/3)

Jiang Xicheng's footsteps echoed softly against the marble floor as he crossed the threshold of his opulent home. The evening sun cast a warm golden glow through intricately carved wooden screens, bathing the entrance hall in a soft radiance. 

Passing through a corridor adorned with jade sculptures and intricate silk hangings, Jiang Xicheng arrived at his private quarters. Pushing open the lacquered doors, he entered a room that bore witness to his stature and prosperity. Deep crimson curtains framed the large windows, their silk shimmering as they gently swayed in the breeze. The scent of sandalwood lingered in the air. 

A grand rosewood desk dominated the centre of the room, adorned with meticulously arranged scrolls, inkstones, and brushes. Bookshelves lined the walls, cradling ancient texts and volumes on strategy and philosophy. A low, intricately carved table stood by the window, set with a pot of fragrant tea and delicate porcelain cups.