Fall: Rebirth

Lingyueju is like a dazzling pearl, inlaid in the divine world, exuding a mysterious and charming atmosphere. It is located in a quiet place, surrounded by the hazy moonlight, like a dream.

The walls of the palace shine with a faint silver light, just like the Milky Way woven by stars in the night sky, which is beautiful beyond words.

As you walk into the palace, what comes into view is a tranquil and peaceful garden filled with exotic and colorful flowers. They compete with each other in beauty and emit bursts of refreshing and intoxicating fragrance.

This is the residence of Yuexi, the goddess of stars and moon.

The silver light on the outer wall of the palace was actually created by the goddess Yuexi using her own powerful magic. On every full moon night, when the bright moon hangs high in the sky, the entire palace will resonate with it, and the silver light will become more and more dazzling, just like stars twinkling in the night sky.

At the end of the garden stands an ancient laurel tree. According to legend, this tree is the incarnation of the goddess Yuexi, carrying the memory and power of the years.

At this moment, Yan Luo was sitting quietly under the laurel tree, concentrating on sorting out the notes in her hand. Sometimes she wrote furiously, recording in detail the unique characteristics and effects of each flower and herb; sometimes she stopped writing and fell into deep thought, with a focused and selfless look.

Suddenly, she seemed to have made a new discovery, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a happy smile.

At this time, a breeze blew by, bringing the fragrance of laurel. Yan Luo took a deep breath, feeling the tranquility.

In the moonlight, Yan Luo's figure was particularly charming. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, as if they contained endless wisdom, as bright as stars.

Not far away, there was a graceful figure wearing a gorgeous long dress as white as snow. She stood quietly like a jade sculpture, her eyes deep and focused, as if she was gazing at the stars in the distance.

This breathtakingly beautiful woman is the owner of this palace - Yue Xi.

Yue Xi's beauty is like the bright stars shining in the night sky, emitting charming brilliance; her deep eyes are like the starry sky containing endless mysteries, flashing with mysterious light.

She often meditated alone in Lingyueju. Whenever the moonlight fell on her like a silver thread, the faint silver glow made her look like a holy and noble goddess.

At this moment, Yue Xi was like a dancing fairy, walking slowly towards him with light lotus steps. Her voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of nature, and she called softly, "Yan Luo."

Hearing this voice, Yan Luo raised her head as if she had received an electric shock, and saw Yue Xi in front of her. A wave of respect and joy surged in her heart, and she quickly stood up and bowed respectfully: "Greetings, Master!"

The corners of Yue Xi's mouth slightly raised, revealing a smile as warm as the spring breeze. She nodded gently, indicating that Yan Luo didn't need to be polite, and asked her to sit down and talk.

After Yan Luo sat down, Yue Xi asked in a gentle voice, "Are you studying these flowers and plants?"

Yan Luo could not hide his excitement and excitement, his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Yes, Master. This is the knowledge taught by the messenger of God in the school today. It is said that these flowers and plants contain magical effects. If I can explore their mysteries in depth..." At this point, Yan Luo's eyes flashed with a desire for knowledge and a beautiful vision of the future.

Yue Xi smiled, looked at Yan Luo with satisfaction, and praised softly: "Well, not bad, such concentration and seriousness are rare."

However, Yan Luo frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Yue Xi keenly noticed her change and gently encouraged her: "Just say it, no worries, feel free to speak up if you have any questions or ideas."

Yan Luo took a deep breath, as if to absorb all the worries into his chest, and then slowly raised his eyes, revealing a hint of worry, and replied softly: "Reporting to Master, I think that although these notes have been carefully compiled, they still have shortcomings. The descriptions of the morphological characteristics of some flowers and plants are like flowers in the fog, not detailed and accurate enough. I can only rely on the effects in my memory to record them, just like groping in the dark night."