Hall of Nurturing the Heart

　　"A man dressed in black robes half kneeled on the ground and bowed his head, reporting, 'News has arrived from the south saying that the princess has been seen in Jinzhou.' In front of the desk, a young emperor in a bright yellow dragon robe slightly bent his waist, and the wolf hair brush in his hand gradually outlined a slender figure on the scroll.

　　With the final stroke, a slight smile curved on the man's lips, and the intensity in his eyes grew stronger.

　　'Hmm, I already knew.' 'I'll send someone to bring the princess...' Shen Su interrupted calmly, 'No need.' 'I will go myself.' After the black-clad guard retreated, Shen Su unfolded the scroll.

　　In the painting, the young girl was charming and lovely, softly lying on the table with flushed cheeks resembling someone intoxicated, and her big almond eyes were filled with a hazy watery glance.

　　It inadvertently made people think of a misty Jiangnan region enveloped in rain and fog.

　　After silently gazing at it for a while, Shen Su put it away and opened a hidden compartment under the desk.

　　In the perfectly square compartment, there lay a splendid golden chain.

　　He put the scroll inside, took out the golden chain, and placed it on the jade table.

　　Shen Su closed his eyes, imagining the scene of this golden shackle locking around the delicate ankle of the young girl.

　　Just the thought of it caused the corners of his mouth to uncontrollably lift.

　　A mysterious and thrilling sensation spread throughout his body.

　　Zhaojun...

　　The treasure he cherished for two lifetimes.

　　Whether it was in the past or the present, he would never let her go.

　　Nothing could separate them, not even death!"