「South Sea, Luoshui Island.」
It was an expansive island with rolling mountain ranges, overlapping peaks, and towering summits. In the distance, the sea was as calm as a mirror under a cloudless sky.
A magnificent complex of buildings, with neatly arranged halls and houses, was hidden among the island's mountains.
Luo Xinlan sat quietly on a massive boulder. Below her feet was a bottomless cliff, and beside her, the thunderous roar of a waterfall echoed. It was like a river from the heavens, plummeting from the high mountain.
Two years. It had been two years since she had left her home, her husband and sons, and the familiar Imperial Capital. Luo Xinlan missed her family dearly. She missed her two sons, and she missed the husband who cherished, loved, and respected her.
