"If there's anything, just talk to me. Is there anything troubling you? Do you miss your family? Or perhaps I should summon your sister to the Capital to see you?" Fourth Master insisted on staying, holding her and asking.
"Your Majesty." Ye Zao stood still, looking up at him, "You have indeed been very kind to me."
"You know I am good to you, yet you still won't speak? Or is there something you want? I will find it for you," Fourth Master said.
"There's nothing I want, and there's no one I wish to meet. It's just... I've been thinking about the past. The things from when I was a child," Ye Zao sighed, hugging Fourth Master's waist, "Your Majesty, as you know, sometimes when a person has everything, they still have desires. Aren't people always greedy?"
She had slept deeply at noon, and now it was already dusk.
By the sea at dusk, Ye Zao's silver-pink banner robe was dyed in the glow of the sunset.
