Chapter 108 The Moon Over China I
Word Number:247
Author:一曲雨霖铃
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Release Time:2025-12-23
Tonight, after parting dreams, the bright moon feels chill. Within this lies true meaning, yet each speaks according to their heart. It is said that Princess Shanchan had been in Tang for over two years. In Chang’an, the autumn wind began to stir, and the moonlight poured like water. At this time, Zhang Jiuling was compiling the Records of Good Governance and invited Li Chenghao to the Hall of Literary Assembly to discuss related affairs, so Princess Shanchan remained at her residence. Seated alone in her boudoir, she stared at her desk in a daze, while outside the window, the nanny’s hulutong flute sobbed, deepening her homesickness. Waves of longing surged in her heart, so she took paper, ground ink, and wrote a letter: To Father, To Mother, beneath whose knees I kneel, Your child, Shanchan, respectfully submits: In the Middle Kingdom, the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, and voices rise in clamorous delight. Thinking of my homeland, I imagine the fragrance of golden osmanthus and the cool clarity of jade skies. Two years have flown since bidding farewell, mountains and rivers now separate us, yet my spirit dreams of you. When gazing southwest, tears fall freely; I pray that Father remains in health and Mother in peace. Though I reside in Chang’an, I am fortunate under the grace of the heavenly court. The august sovereign favors me, and here the ministers treat me with respect; Prince of Langya shows me special favor. The palace ten