He looked down at the two people below, his heart unmoved.
Human love and hate entanglements have their own destiny and cause-and-effect relationships, sooner or later.
In the course of time, they will eventually find a perfect solution for the mortal world—whether it is to stay together or to let go, it is their own way of returning home.
He was merely an observer looking down upon the world, never the ruler. Now that the dust has settled, He should disappear from the world.
No longer interfering too much, quietly withdrawing from the scene, leaving human affairs to humankind.
A gentle breeze blew through the layers of clouds, carrying the fresh scent of sprouting plants and trees on the earth below, mixed with the faint fragrance of wildflowers.
It gently brushed against the ends of Qin Qianluo and Xin Ziming's hair, bringing a refreshing coolness.
Qin Qianluo tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on the fluffy and soft furry tail behind Xin Ziming beside her—the tail was snow-white, just like the purest snow in winter.
The tip of its tail, however, had a very faint silver-blue hue, which shimmered with a subtle luster in the sunlight.
It swayed gently with Xin Ziming's light footsteps, occasionally sweeping across the ground unconsciously.
Perhaps it was the slight inflection in her voice that caused her tail to twitch, revealing a hint of undisguised naivety and liveliness.
As she watched, Qin Qianluo's lips suddenly curled up slightly, a smile slowly spreading from her eyes down her cheeks.
That smile was clean and bright, just like how they looked many years ago when they first met in the misty, ethereal realm of the gods.
At that time, one of them was not yet entangled in worldly affairs, and the other had not experienced too much of the world. Their eyes were filled with pure light, without a trace of impurity.
Now, after a thousand years of worldly changes and witnessing countless joys and sorrows, their eyes have gained a touch of maturity.
Yet the clarity and warmth in that smile remain unchanged, just as bright as when we first met, enough to dispel all the heaviness and weariness of the past.
Spring comes and autumn goes, cold comes and heat goes, and time leaves deep and shallow marks on the palace walls of Zhaoning Kingdom.
The glazed tiles have been glazed several times, the vermilion palace pillars have developed a thick patina, and the monarchs on the dragon throne have changed several times.
Only the sandalwood incense in the Imperial Study still lingers in the morning and evening, exuding an ancient majesty.
The atmosphere in the imperial study that day was different from usual. The young emperor sat upright behind his dragon desk, his knuckles unconsciously tapping the memorials on it, his brows furrowed deeply.
His gaze fell heavily on the small figure standing as punishment below, his tone filled with barely suppressed anger.
"Today, the Grand Tutor is giving a lecture on the way to govern the country. He specifically mentioned the ancient saying, 'Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it,' and repeatedly emphasized the importance of the people's support."
What nonsense did you spout in the hall? It enraged the Grand Tutor so much that he threw down his ruler and even his lecture notes on the ground.
Upon returning home, he summoned the imperial physician, who said that he was feeling unwell and asked for leave, even declining the lecture on the classics the next day!
Do you know that the Grand Tutor is a veteran of three reigns, someone even I treat with respect? How dare you be so unruly and provoke his anger?
The princess being disciplined was only seven or eight years old, with two round buns in her hair, tied with a bright yellow brocade ribbon befitting her status.
Two small pearls were also attached to the brocade ribbon, swaying gently with her subtle movements, making her small face look like a delicate porcelain doll.
Although she was following the rules, standing upright with her hands behind her back, her lips were unconsciously pouting.
Like someone with a half-eaten candy in their mouth, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and her eyes were brimming with grievance that was about to overflow—even though she was telling the truth.
Water has many uses, but the Grand Tutor is too rigid and can't stand being teased!
Seeing that the emperor's face grew increasingly grim, the memorials on the dragon desk seemed to be deformed by the oppressive atmosphere around him, and even the sandalwood incense in the air seemed to have taken on a cold tinge.
The little girl timidly raised her eyelids, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a hint of aggrieved explanation and a touch of resentment.
"Your Majesty, I truly did not speak recklessly about other matters, nor did I intentionally provoke the Grand Tutor."
Just now, the Grand Tutor said, "Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it." He said that the people are the water and the ruler is the boat. Your subject listened carefully.
I just felt that water had more uses than these, so I continued the conversation.
'Water can be used to cook porridge, brew tea, and water flowers. In winter, melted snow can be used to fertilize the plum trees in the Imperial Garden.'
To everyone's surprise, the Grand Tutor immediately blushed and pointed at his son, saying, "You are unruly and disrespectful to the sacred words; you are like rotten wood that cannot be carved."
Then he slammed his fist on the table in anger, and stormed off without even finishing the lesson.
"Every word I said is true, without the slightest exaggeration. It seems the Grand Tutor is taking it too seriously and making a mountain out of a molehill."
"Insolence!" The emperor slammed the vermilion brush into the brush washer, splashing water that wet his bright yellow sleeves.
"That's the great principle of the ancient sages on the relationship between rulers, ministers, and the people. Why are you dragging it into the mundane details of daily life? What kind of behavior is that?"
After listening, she tilted her head up, her eyes showing a serious expression, as if she were repeating the lessons her father had taught her the day before, speaking each word with exceptional clarity.
"The day before yesterday, when Father Emperor was teaching me to read 'The Imperial Model' in the Imperial Garden, he also instructed me that 'those with narrow minds cannot shoulder the responsibilities of a monarch.'"
It cannot tolerate any dissenting opinions, cannot listen to different voices, and cannot accept talents from all over the world.
If you can't even tolerate a casual remark from someone else, how can you understand the hardships of ordinary people and gain their trust?
Your son merely mentioned the common uses of water without refuting the Grand Tutor's reasoning, yet the Grand Tutor has become so angry.
Doesn't this just prove what Father Emperor meant by 'narrow-mindedness'?
Your Majesty, I believe that if the Grand Tutor were like Your Majesty, willing to listen to different opinions, he wouldn't have been so angry with me today.
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