C206 To be Born King and to Die

A yellow crescent moon hung high in the sky above the pitch-black sky. Mo Jiuxie was dressed in a royal blue embroidered gown, holding a white jade wine jug as he sat on the roof of the courtyard next to a fragrant osmanthus tree. He was fiddling with the leaves on his side with one hand while drinking with the other. His black hair had yet to be tied up. Under the breeze of the night