It was raining in Zhaoge City.
Raining in spring was quite common, and the description of the spring rain was also
common.
Yet this was the first "spring rain" for the year; many people were aware of its meaning.
Standing in front of the grand hall, the Emperor and the Royal Concubine Hu looked at
the drizzling spring rain, as the Emperor commented, "Everybody will go someday."
"Is everything okay?" asked the Royal Concubine Hu, feeling worried.
The Emperor replied, "As long as I'm alive, the Center Sect won't dare do anything, and
after I'm gone, the Green Mountain Sect will take care of you. But you should be
prepared to have a few hard years."
The Royal Concubine Hu pressed, "Your Majesty will live ten thousand years, so why
did you say that?"
…
…
The reclusive room at the Water-Moon Nunnery was still quiet as ever.