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Mo Heng walked on a night with fireworks blooming. That day was very ordinary and normal, just like the previous decades.

Chu Yun and Mo Heng, like usual, were enjoying the night view while having dinner on the terrace.

There was a gentle breeze blowing all around and the stars were shining brightly in the sky.

However, Mo Heng suddenly suggested having a candlelight dinner and asked Chu Jun to get two candles.

Chu Jun thought, two people in their seventies and eighties, why bother being romantic? But he didn't refuse and got up to go to the kitchen.

When he came back, Mo Heng was leaning on the chair, with his eyes closed and his head lowered, as if he had fallen asleep.

Chu Jun walked to Mo Heng's side and touched his neck. The old man was no longer breathing.

The seaside in summer is always crowded with people. Fireworks begin to bloom above the starry sky, competing with the stars for beauty.

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A hundred years later, National Art Gallery of Country C, Special Exhibition Hall.

A little girl pointed to the painting in the middle and asked her mother:

"Mom, the colors of this painting are so beautiful. It's so warm. Why is it called 'Tears of the Starry Sky'?"

The mother looked in the direction the little girl pointed.

Under the deep starry night, the fireworks in the painting are like brilliant stars, piercing the silent night sky. Anyone standing in front of the painting will be shocked by the brilliance of that moment.

Colorful fireworks bloomed on the black canvas, like phantoms in a dream, fleeting.

Each firework seems to be telling a story. They jump and spin in the night sky, then slowly fall, leaving behind a trail of light.

I could almost hear the distant explosion and feel the warm yet short-lived vitality.

On this quiet night, the blooming of fireworks is a carnival in loneliness.

There was a piece of paper next to the painting, with a sentence written in neat handwriting.

In my world, fireworks are dazzling, the starry night is like a dream, the breeze and you are both unique. I stand still, waiting for the wind and for you. --Chu Yun

The mother saw the description below the painting:

[This painting is the last work of the famous painter Mr. Chu Yun, in memory of his lifelong love partner.]

She explained softly to her daughter, "Because fireworks are fleeting, just like the tears of stars."

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【Your Highness...Your Highness...】

When Chu Jun first arrived in the new dimension, he felt dizzy and dazed, as if he was drunk, and his consciousness was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness.

Chu Jun heard Pino's shouting in his consciousness, and opened his eyes with great effort, and saw a man in a black robe and long hair who seemed to be looking down at him.

Because his vision was too blurry, Chu Jun couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and subconsciously wanted to attack the person above him.

However, when he tried to lift his hands and feet, he found that they were soft, and his body began to feel slightly warm.

Because of some past experiences, Chu Jun realized that he should have taken Chinese medicine again.

The person above seemed to sense Chu Yun's struggle and leaned down closer to him.

Then, Chu Jun smelled the scent belonging to Mo Heng.

"It turned out to be Mo Heng."

After confirming the other party's identity, Chu Jun instantly relaxed his mind and withdrew his efforts to resist the effects of the drug.

Chu Jun relaxed his body and stared at the person above him motionlessly. His eyes were moist because of his previous struggle, making him look particularly innocent, as simple and harmless as a little white rabbit that had strayed into a tiger's den.

But this will only arouse the animal nature of others.

Mo Heng initially did not intend to have too much contact with the little emperor, but because of his name, he suddenly felt pity for him. At that time, he just wanted to save him and send him back to the palace.

But when he passed by the door of the room, he smelled the fragrance of snow lotus and walked in as if by magic.

After Mo Heng entered the room, he couldn't take his eyes off the person on the bed.

The young king on the bed was wearing only a white inner garment, with his hair spread out on the bed.

Chu Jun's face was too delicate. He didn't look like an emperor, but more like a naughty little prince who ran away from home in every powerful family. It was hard not to be partial to him and love him.

Because of the medicine, the little emperor's cheeks were rosy and his eyes were watery. He lay on his back on the bed, looking at you eagerly.

Whether it was Chu Jun's mesmerizing eyes or her delicate facial features, they all deeply attracted Mo Heng and made him fall for her instantly.

Mo Heng had to admit that the little emperor's appearance was indeed rare in the world, making everyone unable to help but get close to him, even himself was no exception.

However, just as Mo Heng got closer, a pair of hands wrapped around his neck.

Mo Heng subconsciously rejected any physical contact from anyone. For a moment he wanted to get up and break free from Chu Jun's hand, but his attention was attracted by the little emperor's slightly open lips, so he allowed him to do so.

The little emperor seemed to be in a dream, his little mouth opening and closing as if he was murmuring something.

However, Mo Heng no longer noticed it at this time, because the faint scent of snow lotus on Chu Jun relaxed his nerves and his consciousness began to sink.

Mo Heng looked down at the person on the bed, his hands supporting the other's head. Chu Jun's hands were stroking the back of his neck, as if in silent invitation.

The man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes fell on the little emperor's slightly red eyes, as if he was interested.

All the plans were easily abandoned by Mo Heng because of the variable Chu Yun.

He just wanted to enjoy this moment of love with the person in front of him, no matter what the final outcome would be.

Mo Heng gracefully took off his outer robe, and his long black hair as silky as silk fell on the man's shoulders, and then spread on Chu Yun's inner clothes as he moved.

Chu Jun's reaction to the drug became extremely slow. She only felt that her clothes were being taken off one by one, and the man above her seemed to be getting closer to her.

Without thinking about it, Chu Jun used a little strength to hug him and pulled him in front of him.

"Your Majesty, this is your invitation..." Mo Heng whispered in Chu Yun's ear, as if giving Chu Yun a last chance to choose.

However, Chu Jun's head was already dizzy at the moment, and he could not hear clearly what Mo Heng said. He was even a little dissatisfied with Mo Heng's reaction.

"I'm still feeling uncomfortable right now, why is Mo Heng still hesitating and not starting?"

Thinking of this, Chu Jun leaned over and kissed Mo Heng on the lips.

Mo Heng's last string of rationality snapped, and he grabbed Chu Yun's wrists and lifted them above his head.

This night was destined to be different.

The little emperor is spoiled on a daily basis, his skin is delicate and extremely sensitive to any movement.

As the emperor, he had never been treated like this before. He was whining all night long, saying he didn't want this or that.

Mo Heng, who has always been hard-hearted, couldn't bear to disobey him. While taking care of Chu Jun's medicine effect, he also coaxed Chu Jun to continue.

They stumbled along like this all night, until the next day at dawn, when the effects of Chu Jun's medicine wore off and the two gradually stopped.

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"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's time to go to court." Outside the Yangxin Palace, Li Yu chose the right time and came to call the emperor.

Chu Yun was the sixteenth emperor of the Chu Dynasty. Born to the empress, he was a prince since birth and was spoiled by the empress dowager and the late emperor.

However, since the emperor ascended the throne last year, he has always been strict with himself and diligent in state affairs, showing the appearance of a wise ruler.

Normally at this time, Eunuch Li only needed to shout for a while, and Chu Jun would get up and summon him.

But today, Eunuch Li has called several times, but there is no sound from inside.

Princess Li was getting anxious because the emperor didn't like to have anyone around him when he slept, so no one was allowed in his bedroom.

I haven't heard your Majesty's voice for such a long time today. If something happened...

Thinking of this, Eunuch Li did not hesitate, quietly opened the door, and prepared to go to the bed to take a look...