The days that followed were incredibly leisurely.
Lu Li spent each day either frolicking with the ladies or going out to amuse himself, such joy in cockfighting and dog racing.
Life had not a single ripple, as if he were in a dream.
In the blink of an eye, twenty years had passed.
That day, early morning.
In the back garden of the Prince Mansion.
Lu Li sat squarely in a chair, with a grand Eight Immortals table before him filled with various delicacies.
Surrounding him was a large group of chirping women and many young girls by his side.
Lu Li surveyed his surroundings, suddenly feeling a strange sensation in his heart.
The Princess Liu and his favored concubine Mo, sat beside him.
Time seemed to have left no trace on the faces of the two women; instead, they became even more beautiful.
Children surrounded the two women, filling the whole place with laughter and joy.
Lu Li felt increasingly uneasy, as if his heart were resisting something.
