Normally, it lived within this imperial tomb, unable to die naturally, it could only quietly wait for the passage of time. Occasionally, someone would bring it some surprises and fun, but after seeing them many times, it was all the same. The only thing that could make it happy might be sweet foods; whenever it ate those desserts, it could recall those simple joys of the past.
Amidst this passage of time, Du Chengfeng, as a bystander, was also gradually influenced by this consciousness. He could be said to have personally experienced its long life, which far exceeded his own life memories, making it difficult for him to discern whether he was himself or it.
Until he saw his big face.
