As the moon approached, the moon was bright and clear. A full moon floated in the night sky, emitting a gentle light. The stars were dazzling like a spider web, spreading out. The starlight connected and illuminated the earth.
Beijing, North Gate.
The city gate was already closed. On the official road, under the reflection of the moonlight, three figures stretched out and approached.
On the city wall.
The soldiers guarding the city were on high alert. Their dignified and sharp eyes stared straight ahead as if they wanted to see the identity of the person who had come and whether he was hostile. When they approached, they saw that it was a man and two women.
The man was handsome. He was dressed in a white silk robe with a golden flame embroidered on his chest. His long hair fluttered casually behind him. He held a fiery red fan and waved it gently.