r. Looking at the emperor's withered face, the two held their own thoughts in their hearts.Zhao Qinglan's expression wasn't particularly sad.So still, he lay there as if on a bed of illness, a strange...ressed in a moon-white silk robe, his hair styled in a scholar's bun. A jade-like hairpin, precious and elegant, adorned his hairband, exquisite yet not ostentatious or vulgar.The lining is a pale ivo...