After a few rounds of drinks, Xia Weibao felt somewhat stuffy, so she walked out onto the balcony to catch a breeze.
Gazing at the brilliant lights below, she became a bit lost in thought.
Here, everything was truly unfamiliar.
The glamour of the nightlife, the neon lights flickering.
Everywhere was noise and madness.
It made one's heart restless too, uneasy and unsettled.
Unlike in ancient times, with thousands of homes alight, you always knew one was yours to return to.
Your Majesty, how I long to return to the past.
How I miss our palace, our home.
This place is great, with its vibrant nightlife, but I prefer the quiet of late night, dancing gracefully before you.
Our dance, "Gentle as Water."
As she was lost in thought, footsteps approached from behind.
Someone came over and leaned on the railing beside her.
Xia Weibao turned her head to see Wan Ke and slightly furrowed her brow.
"Director."
