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In the mountains of Luozhou, a Daoist sat resting on a bluestone by the roadside. The fields beside the road were still filled with ripening Swallow Rice.
At this time of year, the Swallow Rice had matured but not yet hardened. Each grain bore wisps of purplish-red or brown filaments, which seemed to pique the peculiar fancy of Lady Calico. While the Daoist took his rest, she wandered alone to the edge of the Swallow Rice fields, treating the colorful filaments as strands of hair, carefully weaving them into various intricate hairstyles.
Limited by her height, she sometimes had to stand on tiptoe.
Single braid, double braids; single ponytail, double ponytails; single bun, double buns—whatever hairstyles the Daoist had once braided for her, she now replicated on the Swallow Rice stalks, making sure each one was unique.
Meanwhile, Song You sat deep in thought. It had been several days since they entered Luozhou.
News in Luozhou indeed traveled faster than in Yuzhou. At roadside tea stalls and city taverns, discussions were frequent.
As expected, there were all sorts of rumors.
The Emperor of Great Yan had originally fathered three sons. The eldest had died young, leaving behind the second and third princes. The second prince was the older of the two, while the third was the younger. Now, the younger one had been designated as...
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