Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

On top of the towering palace, Luo Lingchen stood quietly, his long robe fluttering gently in the breeze, the corners of his clothes outlining the traces of time.

His eyes were solemn and deep, looking straight into the distance, as if he wanted to penetrate this endless time and space and find the figure that had been haunting him.

From the moment Shen Li left, the torrent of time rolled forward slowly and heavily.

For Luo Lingchen, every day seemed like a long wait with no end.

His life was filled with endless longing and concern, and the only thing that supported him through these long years was the firm belief in Shen Li's return.

With Luo Lingchen's careful support and guidance, Crown Prince Shen Ruixiao successfully ascended the throne and became the new emperor of China.

Shen Ruixiao has been diligent and studious since childhood, and has the world in his heart. With the assistance of Luo Lingchen, he governs China in an orderly manner.

In the court, although Luo Lingchen was no longer young, with fine lines creeping up around his eyes and a hint of white at his temples, his posture was still as straight as a pine tree, and his eyes revealed the calmness and determination that came with years of experience.

He stood quietly at one side of the court, watching Shen Ruixiao handling government affairs on the dragon throne with high spirits. His focused expression and decisive decisions made Luo Lingchen seem to see the shadow of Shen Li.

A complex emotion surged in his heart, including relief and pride in Shen Ruixiao, as well as deep longing and concern for Shen Li.

He knew very well that he was carrying Shen Li's expectations, which was a heavy responsibility. He had to protect China and wait for her return.

Time flies by like a white horse, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye. The once bustling imperial palace has now become a bit more vicissitudes and lonely under the erosion of time.

Many familiar faces have passed away, and the laughter and joy we once had have now become a faint shadow deep in our memories.

Shen Li's fake body still lay quietly in the familiar bedroom, her face ageless, like a sleeping fairy. In this silent space, she told a legend that was buried by time.

Shen Li's story was passed down orally among the people and gradually became a legendary tale.

The people praised the empress's wisdom and bravery, and sang praises to her great achievements for the country and the people, but they did not know that deep in the palace, her lovers and relatives had endured what kind of longing and torment during these long years.

Every night, Luo Lingchen would come to Shen Li's bedroom alone, sit quietly beside her bed, and gently stroke her face, as if he could feel her warmth and express his unspoken thoughts and concerns.

As time went on, Shen Li's grandson and great-grandson also ascended the throne one after another.

During every power transfer, Luo Lingchen, Su Ran, Nangong Qi and Chu Fengmian have been silently supporting behind the scenes, using their wisdom and strength to safeguard China's prosperity.

Because of their cultivation, their faces are still young, and the years seem to have forgotten to leave any traces on their faces, but their hearts have long been filled with deep marks of the years.

It was the longing for Shen Li, the remembrance of the past years, and the persistence in this long wait.

On the day when Shen Li's great-grandson succeeded to the throne, the palace was decorated with lights and there was a festive and peaceful scene.

Big red lanterns were hung high, illuminating the entire palace and the joyful faces of the people. Officials, dressed in their finest attire, gathered in the court to express their most sincere blessings and respect to the new emperor.

Luo Lingchen and the other three stood in a corner, quietly watching the new emperor accept the homage of the officials, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

They have witnessed the prosperity and changes of China, and have also experienced countless days and nights of waiting. Now, they know that it is time to leave.

The four of them exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with tacit understanding. Using magic, they instantly transformed into elderly figures, with white hair and a staggering gait.

The traces of time are vividly displayed on them, as if at this moment, they have really experienced the vicissitudes of thousands of years.

They quietly came to Shen Li's bedroom and gently lifted up the fake body, their movements so gentle as if they were afraid of disturbing the sleeping Shen Li.

Their eyes were full of tenderness and attachment, as if this was not a lifeless fake body, but Shen Li whom they deeply loved.

No one noticed their departure, and they quietly left the palace where they had lived for decades.

The former glory and honor have become a thing of the past. They embarked on a wandering journey with their thoughts and concerns for Shen Li.

They walked through mountains, rivers, and lakes, and passed through bustling cities. Wherever they went, they left behind stories about Shen Li.

They hope that these stories can spread across this land like a spark, allowing more people to remember Shen Li and allowing Shen Li to feel their longing and waiting.

They stopped in a quiet town and opened a small inn.

Although the inn is small, it is full of warmth and home. Every corner of the inn is filled with their hard work and emotions.

Luo Lingchen would sit at the door every day, gazing into the distance, expecting that familiar figure to appear.

His eyes were full of anticipation and desire, as if Shen Li would appear before him in the next second.

Su Ran was busy running around in the inn, keeping it in order.

He uses his care and patience to provide the most thoughtful service to every guest.

He hopes that through his own efforts, he can make this small inn a warm harbor and a cozy home for them to wait for Shen Li's return.

Nangong Qi and Chu Fengmian often ventured out in search of clues about Shen Li. They were not afraid of long journeys, or hardships or obstacles, as long as there was a glimmer of information about Shen Li, they would not let it go. They traveled through countless mountains and rivers, and visited countless extraordinary people, just to find Shen Li and bring her back to them.

Days passed, and their expectations never changed. On a sunny afternoon, Luo Lingchen sat at the door, basking in the sun as usual.

The warm sunlight fell on his body, as if covering him with a layer of golden gauze.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew by, carrying a familiar scent. He stood up abruptly and looked into the distance, only to see a familiar figure walking towards them with a smile...