C30 The Heavenly Jewels Were Destroyed

I lay down on the stone table. The night was as cold as water, and the sounds of the night never stopped. Smelling the faint scent of wild chrysanthemum, I went to the cold palace at dawn.

I am worried that after such a long rain, I would not know how the small courtyard is faring. I am afraid that after the heavy rain, with all the flowers broken and wounded